Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Chapter 873: Arrival at the Battlefield!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Rumble! The charge of the Tang army caused a hint of turmoil to run through the distant Arab army.
"Bastard! How could there be this many Tang soldiers? Why didn't we get any reports about this!!!"
On a distant hill, a fully-armored Arab officer furiously cursed in Arabic, his eyes wide open in rage, his entire face contorted as he gazed at the vast and intimidating army before him.
The order he had been given said that there might be an army of twenty to thirty thousand approaching Talas. Although it wasn't certain if this was a Tang army, out of an abundance of caution, his superiors had decided to send a force of around seven thousand cavalry to check it out. The Abbasid Caliphate was a country of war. All of its people, from top to bottom, were practiced fighters. This force of cavalry was riding the mighty Arabian steeds. This was a force strong enough to deal with sixty to seventy thousand soldiers, but this enemy had even more soldiers than that.
The Arabs did not shrink from battle, but this army clearly did not consist of ordinary soldiers. This forbidding and imposing momentum and sharp aura were clearly indicative of a veteran army, elites amongst elites.
Only a madman would take seven thousand soldiers to contend against an army of more than one hundred thousand such soldiers.
"Retreat! Hurry and withdraw!"
"Someone! Report this to Lord Governor!"
Screams and shouts filled the air as the seven thousand Arab cavalrymen panicked and began to retreat. Meanwhile, the vast army of reinforcements from Qixi seemed to swallow up the earth as it unstoppably surged forward.
……
In a place around seven or eight li from Talas, a region of low hills, the cold winds blew and the grass swayed and trembled. Although the nearby Talas had long been drowned in blood and corpses, this place was silent as if frozen in time.
"Kiiill!"
But at this moment, a sharp cry tore through the skies, shattering the silence.
"Run away!"
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