The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

So the engineer went to Mumona and helped her forge the Supreme Cannon, and pointed the muzzle at his former boss.

"...I'll go ask him and see if there is any solution." Mrs. Marty thought for a moment and said.

"Okay." Constantine XI nodded slightly.

The prophecy seems to be coming true little by little.

Even though he once thought that this was just a boring argument passed down by word of mouth by people to comfort themselves, Emperor Norma couldn't help but feel shaken at this moment.

Maybe the prophecy really came from a prophet?

"This isn't that simple!" After listening to Mrs. Marty's instructions, Shu Yichao waved his hand and said, "Night attack!"

When he was killing monsters in Mohai before, he found that the night battle penalty of this MOD seemed to be particularly high.

When fighting at night, the enemy army would often collapse with just one round of arrow rain and one round of charge.

In that case, let’s launch a surprise attack at night.

However, Shu Yichao and others did not notice that the mercenaries not far away pricked up their ears.

Not long after, the mercenary found an excuse to leave his post and ran away in disguise to a small courtyard in a residential area.

"The Khitans are planning a night raid on Osman's camp?"

A girl wearing glasses, with pigtails and exuding a scholarly air, put away the account book in her hand.

"Interesting information."

"If that poor emperor had sent his own troops to attack the Osmanis, they might have collapsed halfway."

"The incompetent and arrogant Norma people simply don't have the courage to leave their city walls."

"But if the Khitans take the lead, that's another story."

"I have to admit—those Khitans are the strongest warriors I've ever seen."

"Even Sudan's new army is like a fluorescent light under the bright moon compared to it."

"So, Mr. Congressman, what should we do?" asked the confused soldier.

The girl wearing glasses didn't say anything, but looked at her desk.

Under the dim oil lamp, a small bag of fragrant pepper, a plate of crystal white sugar, and a roll of soft and shiny silk seemed to be emitting a faint glow.

"I really didn't expect that the Khitans had such good stuff." The girl sniffed the fragrance lightly and said intoxicatedly.

"I only spent less than one percent of the usual price to buy so many treasures."

"If someone could bring them back to Willis, they would immediately become a famous tycoon."

"So, sir?" The soldier was confused.

"Go tell the Admiral this news," the girl said. "Have the Admiral tell the Othmans about it."

"Huh?" The soldier almost dropped his jaw in shock.

"Isn't that surprising?" The girl glanced at him. "Only when people are in desperate situations will they bring out their best treasures."

"The barbarians outside the city only push the city closer."

"We can get more benefits, right?"

The soldier looked confused.

"That's why I hate stupid people like you." The girl puffed up her cheeks.

You know, she had very good reasons for doing so.

First, she can use this opportunity to collect the luxury goods of the Khitan people scattered in the city, which is definitely an amazing wealth.

Second, only by weakening the Khitans' strength could the Normans be forced to rely more on Willis's foreign aid, thereby gaining more privileges for the city-state.

Third, after the war, he took the opportunity to win over the Khitans who had suffered heavy losses. If he could gain a stable trade route from them, he would make a fortune.

Fourth, the Jhelea people must have already done this. If we don’t hurry up, this news won’t be fetching a good price!

"Just do as I say."

"Yes, Mr. Congressman." The soldier retreated with a troubled look on his face.

"Well, speaking of which." The girl leaned back in her chair and muttered to herself.

"Are those Khitans really human?"

She secretly observed Shu Yichao and his soldiers. Although the Khitans did a lot of eating, drinking, fighting and other such things, they also did a lot of things.

But she just felt that every move of those Khitans revealed a hint of terrible evil!

They were like monsters in human skin, rigidly imitating every move of humans...

"Huh - it must be my illusion." The girl took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes.

In this way, under the calculations of the two commercial city-states, the news that Shu Yichao planned to attack Osman at night reached Mumona's ears in just a few hours.

"That's good news."

A gleam of light flashed in Mumona's eyes.

She knew that the two commercial city-states were probably plotting something sinister, but even so, what could it matter?

Mumona has already regarded the Khitans as a serious threat. If she could take this opportunity to annihilate the Khitans, it would be perfect.

So she gave an order, and the entire Osman military camp began to be secretly deployed.

Mumona first had a long trench secretly dug near the city wall, then covered it with wooden boards and sent soldiers to hide in it.

Then, he sent people to dig a second trench near the Osman camp, placed chevaux de frise in front of the trench, and erected spears in the trench to ensure that the Khitans could not cross it.

Afterwards, he quietly ambushed 8,000 elite troops on both wings and deployed small artillery.

As soon as the Khitans crossed the first trench, they fired cannons and rockets to cut off their way back.

Mumona just couldn't believe that the Khitans could break out of the siege under such circumstances.

Then, these nearly 10,000 ambushed soldiers waited from dusk until midnight, from midnight until late at night, and then again...

"It will be dawn in two hours." Mumona looked a little tired, with a hint of bloodshot in her eyes.

"Why is there no movement at the Western Wall?"

I couldn't have been deceived by those shameless businessmen.

Just as Mumona was muttering this, wondering if she had made a wrong decision.

The night raid began.

It's just that the way it started was not what the Sultan had expected.

"Boom!" The huge explosion sounded like supreme thunder descending upon the world, and the earth shook and mountains began to shake, with sand and rocks flying everywhere.

The source of the explosion -

"No! My cannon!" Mumona, who identified the source of the sound, looked at her artillery position in shock.

At this moment, a fiery red cloud was rising along with a deafening sound and substantial sound waves.

At the same time, it seemed as if countless ghostly figures were moving around in the Osman military camp, making the entire camp filled with cries and screams.

The Osman camp was in chaos!

"How is this possible?" Mumona's eyes went dark.

How did those Khitans get into his rear army?

Can they fly?!

Chapter 20-Fireworks at midnight

Turn back the clock to midnight.

System 12345 fell into deep thought.

If the host occasionally fails to complete the task, it can be said that he does not want to.

But if the task is not completed, then is there something wrong?

It's not that I haven't installed the language plug-in properly, so the host can't communicate normally with others in the other world -

The voice communication was not installed properly, so the host didn’t know what I was saying from beginning to end, right?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

It's obvious that the host has been using the system program I gave him, which was compiled according to the game, to recruit servants.

This means that except for a small accident, everything is normal.

Well, how about giving it a try?

[Host, host, I suddenly thought of a good idea. 】

In this age of lack of entertainment, what could possibly amuse a supreme king?

How about we hold a grand fireworks display?

[Now releasing the task - Fireworks World. 】

[Quest requirements: Set off a beautiful fireworks display for Mumona that illuminates the dark night sky.]

[The sky is full of brilliant fireworks, and the lovers stand side by side on the ground.]

[In the flickering light, what caught my eye was a gaze filled with love—hehehehe.]

"Ouch, my hands are shaking, my hands are shaking."

Shu Yichao accidentally pressed the fast-forward button too far.

"But it's okay, it's okay."

Glancing at the time, Shu Yichao breathed a sigh of relief: "There's still time."

As he spoke these words, he galloped to the southern part of Constantinople.

Below the cliff, which is almost ninety degrees, the turbulent sea water is rolling in waves.

There is no one stationed here.

The reason is simple. If any Osman really goes crazy and wants to attack from here.

Then he would need to take a boat through countless reefs and whirlpools, then swim through turbulent waters, and then climb a towering cliff with his bare hands. The slightest mistake during this process could give the fish on the seabed a meal...

Therefore, neither the Normans nor the Osmans would consider this place when attacking or defending.

However, for players, it's another matter.

"Let's go!" Shu Yichao whipped his horse and jumped onto the cliff.

The warhorse, which would have been helpless if it had only touched a slight ditch or bump, was actually able to stand steadily on the cliff under the control of Shu Yichao.

"drive--"

If someone could see this scene at this moment, they would be surprised to find that on the cliff, there was a man and a horse riding as fast as lightning as if they were walking on flat ground!

That’s right, just as the official game of Alien Fire boasts, Alien Fire does have the most realistic physics engine——

As long as you are willing to press the keyboard until it is worn out, I can even ride a pig to fly for you to see!

In this way, while the Sudan led his army and stared at the Western Wall wholeheartedly, Shu Yichao had quietly arrived at the artillery position under the cover of night.

Then--

He pressed the recruit button.

Dozens of grassland archers immediately appeared beside him.

Void recruitment, divine soldiers descending from the sky, this is part of the game mechanism of Alien Beacon. If you don’t like it, don’t play it.

"Kill!" Shu Yichao pointed at the Osman military camp, swung his scimitar, and said coldly.

"Less nonsense, more killing."

An Osmani soldier on night duty suddenly heard some noises coming from the darkness.

He stuck his head out curiously to see what made the noise.

"call out--"