The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

Or, even if they didn't die in battle, at least they wouldn't be able to spare any manpower to help in the short term—

"Father, I didn't say that." Asuduo smiled sweetly.

"But, Father, don't you think we should prepare for the worst?"

“…” The deputy city lord was silent for a while.

Yes, the Tang army appeared inexplicably, and anything could happen to the city lord.

"Then, Asuduo." said the deputy city lord.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Simple." Asuduo smiled.

"fishing."

Shule City.

It was one of the four Anxi towns in the Tang Dynasty.

Tonight, for some reason, the air in the city is filled with a sense of tension and depression.

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

Every household closed their 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 sons and 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, there are two lines of large characters written in vigorous brushstrokes.

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

The people of the Tang Dynasty will definitely recover their homeland, don’t forget!

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

In an instant, his forehead turned purple.

"My ancestors are on top!"

He said with a sob.

"I, the unworthy descendant Zeng Lu, am here today to pay my respects to all of our ancestors!"

"For decades, we have been forced to adopt Hu surnames, speak Hu language, and adopt Hu customs... We are barely surviving, as lowly as ants, no different from livestock."

"The words of my hometown, the clothes of the Han people, the incense for ancestor worship, 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 are no longer willing to tolerate this."

"Shule City's defenses have been weak recently. We have made an agreement with the people of all ethnic groups to jointly attack Tumo. We will rise up tonight and reclaim our Tang territory!"

"I hope all the ancestors will bless you!"

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

After saying this, the old man stepped forward, took his nephews and grandchildren, and after burning a stick of incense, he left one after another.

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

Then, it disappeared into the dark night.

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

"Who?"

they asked.

"One of our own."

The other side responded.

"Shift change."

"Eh?" The Tumo soldier took a closer look with the help of the torch and found that their attire was indeed similar to his own, so he felt relieved.

"Hey, you guys changed shifts pretty early today."

"Unlike those guys yesterday, who dragged their feet and didn't know—"

Before the Tumo soldier could finish his words, a brilliant white light illuminated his terrified face.

"Shh-"

Blood splattered.

"What are you going to do!?"

"Wait, you guys!!"

The Tumo soldiers suddenly realized that except for the few people standing in the front, the faces of the people behind them looked strange.

"not good!"

"Tang, the Tang people are rebelling!!"

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

In an instant, countless people with white scarves on their heads, holding weapons and torches and wearing simple armor jumped out from the streets, alleys, houses and taverns.

Among them were Tang people, Sogdians, Tushis, Khotanese, Shule people, and Boli people.

Countless people who had been enslaved and cruelly treated by the Tumu people in the past now had flames of revenge in their eyes.

"Kill!"

"Kill the barbarians!"

They roared and yelled, as if they wanted to vent all the hatred that had accumulated in their hearts over the years on the Tumu people.

The entire city seemed to be engulfed in flames. Screams, wails, the clash of weapons, and the hum of magic instantly resounded through the sky.

"Hiss—these damn slaves!"

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

Although he had already acted according to his son's plan.

Theoretically, there is no big problem.

As long as those who want to cause trouble jump out, they can all be executed.

I didn't expect the noise to be so exaggerated! ?

"But it doesn't matter—"

The deputy city lord has already sent heavy troops to guard the key strongholds in the city, and wizards and war slaves are also stationed there.

These elite troops are not something that a group of temporarily armed mobs can deal with.

Rebellious slaves can achieve nothing.

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

In the dryness, slowly heading towards death!

Chapter 134 - Don't Be a Slave

【Host! ! 】

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

[Clang clang clang clang clang clang!!!]

【Asudo! 】

A character illustration was released by system 12345.

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

[This dangerous beauty is different from the previous ones.]

[This is a timeless classic character—a cute girl dressed as a woman! !]

【Hey hey hey. 】

In the past, System 12345 would definitely not have listed this guy as a target.

But this time, this host—

It seems that I don’t care whether the person on the other side is a man or a woman…

All of them will be taken!

[Asuduo, although he considers himself a man at heart, he has to wear women's clothing because he is an apprentice of the Great Wizard.]

System 12345 chuckled.

[Host, since you're playing the dog-raising style—tsk, turn the pseudo-girl into a real girl, and let her discover her inner self...]

【Isn’t it a unique flavor? 】

[Host, find an opportunity and force him to drink the medicine.]

【Then use the most unmatched power to ruthlessly and completely defeat it! 】

[The self-proclaimed clever "girl" discovered that in the face of absolute violence, her own wisdom was so useless at this moment——]

[No matter how you improvise, you will be completely defeated by the host's blatant attack.]

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

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

【Respect death! 】

【Cough, cough, cough.】

System 12345 coughed twice and issued the task.

[Strategy Target: Asuduo]

[Ultimate goal: Loyalty reaches 100. ]

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

[Quest Reward: Heart of Insight. A special item that seems to grant special properties to other items. Perhaps you can use it to create a divine artifact?]

Then, it also helped Shu Yichao mark the location of Asuduo and which places were less noticeable and suitable for raiding and educating the "beautiful girl"...

Shule City.

The two teams with lit torches gathered together.

"Master Puxuan!"

Zeng Lu saluted Master Puxuan with his fists clasped.

"Thank you very much."

Master Puxuan was rolling a rosary 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.

"Donor, there is no need for formalities. Today's righteous act must also be the wish of the Buddha."

Both sides nodded slightly, then joined forces and continued to attack the various strongholds of the Tumu people.

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

"There's something wrong with the Tumo people's defense."

"I feel the same way..." Master Pu Xuan nodded.

The defenses of some unimportant strongholds by the Tumu people are often very weak, and they can easily take them down with just a charge.