Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Chapter 944: The Behemoth Army!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Bastard! He's being far too brazen!"
Huoshu Huicang's fists were clenched in rage as his teeth ground against each other. Dalun Ruozan had been able to hear that derision, and so had he. Not even the Tiger of the Empire, Zhangchou Jianqiong, had dared to act so arrogantly before them. He found Wang Chong simply too hard to endure.
"Great Minister, do not let him get to you. This bastard is trying to provoke us. You must not take the bait."
"Heh." Dalun Ruozan shook his head and reassured Huoshu Huicang, "How could I not see what his intentions are? But I truly did lose this round. I wholeheartedly accept my defeat."
Wang Chong's art of war was far too alien. Let alone the Central Plains, such an understanding of war and such a commander had never appeared in the entire world. Dalun Ruozan had wanted to learn Wang Chong's style and use his own strategies against him, but he had still lost.
But Dalun Ruozan merely shook his head to regain his composure, not at all dejected or beaten down.
"No matter what scheme Wang Chong employs or what sort of effect he wants to have on me, he's miscalculated. That is because his opponent in this battle is not us, but another! Huoshu Huicang, send this letter for me. In this war between the Arabs and the Great Tang, we have already done all we could, given them all the help we can. They will have to depend on themselves."
"Understood!"
Huoshu Huicang took the letter from Dalun Ruozan and bowed.
"Let's go!"
Dalun Ruozan turned his horse around and began to ride back toward the Tibetan camp. After riding ten zhang, he stopped and turned back, looking past the majestic walls of Talas to the dense ranks of the Arab cavalry, which were readying themselves for battle. The Arab army today was clearly different, the atmosphere much more somber and more seething with killing intent.
……
Flap flap!
Not long after Dalun Ruozan returned to his camp, a black hunting falcon descended into the Arab camp.
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