The injustice system and the war-mad me

"So, Asuduo." The deputy city lord said.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Simple." Asuduo smiled.

"fishing."

Shule City.

One of the four towns in Anxi in the Tang Dynasty in the past.

Tonight, for some reason, the air in the city was filled with tension and depression.

There was nothing unusual, but everyone seemed to smell a storm coming.

Every house closed its doors and windows.

Within a certain house.

An old man with gray hair solemnly put on the clothes he had treasured for a long time.

Then, he took several of his nephews into a secret room.

In the middle of the ancestral hall are the tablets of their ancestors.

On both sides of the ancestral hall, two lines of large characters are written with strong pen and ink.

It is shameful that the descendants of the Han family changed their surname to Hu!

The people of the Tang Dynasty will return to their homeland, don’t forget it!

The old man walked to the middle, kowtowed to the tablet above.

In an instant, his forehead turned purple.

"Ancestors and ancestors!"

he choked out.

"Unworthy descendants, Zeng Lu, I am here today to pay homage to all my ancestors!"

"For decades, we have been forced to change our surname to Hu, speak nonsense, and practice Hu customs... we have been living on the last breath, as humble as ants, how are we different from livestock?"

"The words of my hometown, the clothes of the Han family, and the incense for worshiping ancestors can only be taken out in the dead of night-"

"How ridiculous!!"

"What a shame!!"

As he spoke, the old man wiped away his tears again, and then continued to speak firmly.

"We can't stand it any longer."

"The defenses of Shule City have been empty recently. We have made an agreement with the people of all ethnic groups to attack Tumo together. We will start an uprising tonight and restore our Tang Dynasty!"

"I hope all my ancestors will bless me!"

"If I can't come to see you again in the future - I hope you, ancestors, will forgive me!"

After saying that, the old man came forward, led his nephews and descendants, offered a stick of incense, and then filed away.

They tied cloth strips on their heads, picked up bows, arrows and spears in their hands, and walked out with firm steps——

Then, disappeared into the dark night.

"What's the sound?" Several Tumo soldiers on patrol at night suddenly heard the footsteps of someone approaching with a torch not far away.

"Who?"

they asked.

"My own."

The other side responded.

"Shift changer."

"Eh?" The Tumo soldier took a closer look with the torch and found that the clothes were indeed similar to his own, so he felt relieved.

"Hey, your shift changes quite early today."

"It's not like those guys yesterday, who were procrastinating and didn't know—"

Before the Tumo soldier finished speaking, a brilliant white light illuminated his frightened face.

"Shh-"

Blood splattered.

"What are you doing!?"

"Wait, you guys!!"

The Tumo soldier suddenly realized that, except for the people standing at the front, the faces of the people behind him looked strange.

"not good!"

"Tang, the Tang people rebelled!!"

This exclamation was like the first clarion call of resistance in the middle of the night.

In an instant, countless people wrapped in white scarves, holding weapons, holding torches, and wearing simple armors popped out from various streets, alleys, and private houses and restaurants.

Among them are Tang people, Sogdians, Tushi people, Khotan people, Shule people, and Boli people——

Countless people who were enslaved and treated cruelly by the Tumo people in the past now have blazing fire of revenge in their eyes.

"Kill!"

"Kill Fanzi!"

They roared and roared, as if they wanted to vent all the hatred they had accumulated over the years onto the Tumo people.

The whole city seemed to be on fire. Screams, whines, the sound of weapons being exchanged, and the hum of magic activating resounded throughout the sky in an instant.

"Hiss—these damn slaves!"

The deputy city lord was in the city lord's palace, watching in surprise the movement that almost overturned the entire Shule City.

Although he has already followed his son's plan.

Theoretically it's not a big problem.

Just wait for those who want to cause trouble to jump out, and then execute them all.

I didn’t expect the movement to be so exaggerated! ?

"But it doesn't matter-"

The deputy city lord has sent heavy troops to guard the key strongholds in the city, as well as wizards and war slaves.

These elites are not something that a group of temporarily armed mobs can handle.

Rebellious slaves won't do anything.

They can only be like fish caught in a fishing net and dragged ashore...

In dryness, slowly towards death!

Chapter 134 - Don’t be a slave

【Host! ! 】

After browsing for a while, System 12345 selected another target that it thought was very suitable.

[Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang! ! ! 】

【Asuduo! 】

A vertical painting was released by system 12345.

There was a "girl" with dimples on her face and a wreath on her head, who seemed to be very energetic.

[This dangerous beautiful girl is different from the previous ones. 】

[This is an enduring classic character - a cute cross-dresser! ! 】

[Hey hey. 】

If it were in the past, System 12345 would definitely not list this guy as a strategy target.

But this time this host—

He doesn’t seem to care if he’s a man or a woman...

Get them all!

[Asuduo, although he considers himself a man at heart, he has to put on women's clothes because he is a apprentice of a great witch. 】

System 12345 chuckled.

[Host, since you are playing dog breeding——Tsk, turn the fake mother into a real mother and let her discover her inner self...]

[Isn’t it a different flavor? 】

[Host, find an opportunity and give him a sip of medicine. 】

[Then use the most unrivaled power to completely defeat it! 】

[Let the "girl" who claims to be smart find that her wisdom is so useless in the face of absolute violence——]

[No matter how you adapt to the situation, you will be completely defeated in the face of the host's explicit attack. 】

[Any eloquence is meaningless, and in the end you can only be forced into a corner...]

[With tears and humiliation, I was penetrated by the sharpness and hardness, and finally surrendered in despair... Ah! ! 】

【Respect death! 】

[Cough cough, cough cough. 】

System 12345 coughed twice and released the task.

[Strategy target: Asuduo]

[Ultimate goal: Loyalty reaches 100. 】

[Explanation: Although the clothes I wear are a little weird, I am really a man. 】

[Task reward: Smart Heart.A special item that seems to give other items special properties. Perhaps, you can use it to create an artifact? 】

Then, it helped Shu Yichao mark the location of Asuduo, as well as the places that did not attract attention and were suitable for raiding and educating "beautiful girls"...

Shule City.

Two torch-lit teams came together.

"Master Puxuan!"

Zeng Lu saluted Master Puxuan with clasped fists.

"Thank you."

Master Puxuan was rolling rosary beads in his hand, his eyes were bright, and his body seemed to be shining with Buddha's light. Behind him were a large number of armed believers.

"Donors don't need to be polite. Today's righteous deed must be the wish of the Buddha."

Both sides bowed their heads slightly, then joined forces and continued to attack the various strongholds where the Tumo people were.

"Mage." After several attacks, Zeng Lu held the blood-stained sword in his hand and felt strange.

"The Tumo people's defense just doesn't feel right."

"I feel the same way..." Master Puxuan nodded.

The defense of some unimportant strongholds is often very weak, and they can easily take them down with just one charge.

However, those more important strongholds were very tightly defended by the Tumo people and could not be defeated no matter how hard they attacked.

For example, several city gates, even though they have not raised their defensive shields, have remained motionless until now...

Although it can be explained by the fact that key areas must be heavily defended, and these armed rebels really cannot fight a tough battle.

but……

It always feels far-fetched.