The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"They will get sick, die, and become so old that they can hardly move."

"It's proven that if one plans smartly enough, even a sorcerer who can rival an entire nation will end up having his throat cut while whimpering like an incompetent old man."

“Woo, woo—”

"I know what you want to ask," Zamplin continued.

"Hey, you're worthy of being the apprentice of the Chief Wizard. Everyone has the same idea before they die—"

"You want to ask why, right?"

"Why don't you use your brain and think carefully? How can there be two kings in the empire?"

"I have no interest in being her puppet, so either she dies or I die."

"I didn't intend to sacrifice you so early." Zamplin shook his head.

"At least they are a group of useful pawns."

"But who made the situation suddenly urgent?"

"In that case, I have no choice but to inconvenience you for a while."

"Crack, crack—" accompanied by a sound like liquid solidifying, Bebuyari was finally wrapped in black mud and turned into a statue with a distorted face.

Just like the statues standing on both sides of the palace.

"Senior Sister." Zanpulin, who had dealt with Bebuyari, continued.

"Just enjoy the pain in there."

"Live well in there and accumulate enough resentment and hatred for me."

"Then, it will become the nourishment for my godhood."

Then, Zamplin left the palace without looking back.

"Next, we just have to wait for the blood sacrifice formation to be completed."

Hexi.

"It's cleaned up."

Shu Yichao looked at his strategic map.

The last red dot in the Hexi area has now disappeared.

Not far away, a flag representing the Tumu Empire fell weakly from the top of the wall, and the red flag representing the Tang Dynasty finally fluttered on the top of the city again.

After being away from Hexi for decades, it returned to the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

The Western Regions, which had been cut off from the mainland for decades, have also reconnected with the road to Chang'an today!

Deafening cheers resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Long live!!"

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

"Long live the soul of Anxi!"

The Tang army shouted fanatically.

"Hey, sometimes it's not a good thing when allies are too reliable."

Shu Yichao clicked his tongue.

Since entering Hexi, Shu Yichao is no longer fighting alone——

A group of fanatical Tang soldiers followed him, almost howling, and swept across the entire Hexi area together.

By the way, they also took away a large number of Shu Yichao's heads.

Oh my god——

It's good not to have stupid teammates, but can you please stop stealing my kills?

Damn it, these last few battles weren't fun at all.

But the Tang army would certainly not take Shu Yichao's thoughts into consideration.

The gods have come down to earth to fight alongside us!

What a rare honor, what a rare opportunity!

Look at the current appearance of the Anxi Xianhun Army——

It is obvious that he has become a real heavenly soldier.

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In that case, why don’t you quickly show off your abilities in front of the Heavenly General?

Maybe we can become gods after we die!

Even if we cannot become immortals, if we perform well and catch the eyes of the gods, it would be a good deal if the gods give us more blessings and fortune.

So whether it was the Shen Ce Army of the Tang court's central government or the local vassal troops, they simply became a group of unbridled tigers, following Shu Yichao and destroying wherever they went.

The nearby states and counties that received the news also instantly launched a wave of resistance.

Countless oppressed people rose up in rebellion and sharpened their knives to kill the powerful and influential people.

The Tumo people have been punished by God!

The heavenly soldiers and generals have come personally to deal with them, but they still haven't restored order. Do they have to wait for the heavenly soldiers to come?

In this way, the Tumo forces in Hexi were completely wiped out in a very short period of time.

Shu Yichao was shocked to find that the battle was over before he even started fighting.

"Lord, do you have any instructions?" The general of the Tang army, who had just finished commanding the Tang army and completed a devastating attack, trotted to Shu Yichao with joy.

"..." Shu Yichao rolled his eyes and called Mia Zola.

"Let's go back to the city and take down the Tumo people's lair."

"We can't transfer so many people." Mia Zola said helplessly.

It would be fine if it was just Shu Yichao, but now there are tens of thousands more Tang troops.

"Who said we were going to take them with us?!" Shu Yichao stomped his feet.

“Just us!!”

"It's okay if they kill the soldiers, but if they also take the boss's head - I'll be at a huge loss!"

"Ok."

"call out!!"

Under the surprised gaze of the Tang army, Shu Yichao and the Anxi Xianhun Army, who had just been dominating the battlefield, suddenly became indifferent and transparent.

Then, the endless army of undead disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"..." The Tang army commander looked left and right, and found that he could no longer see the figure of the Anxi ancestor soul. He could only sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"It's really a fairy's trick."

"Brothers, hurry up and report the victory to the Saint!"

"Besides..." The Tang army commander looked at the white jade lion in the cage eating as if seeking revenge with a burning gaze.

"Tell the saints that auspicious signs have appeared in Hexi!!"

Chapter 235-As long as the Great Wizard takes action

Kunlun Iron Gate Pass.

The once majestic Tiemen Pass is now in ruins.

The towering city wall was broken into several pieces, and everywhere was in ruins, broken and damaged.

The city wall collapsed and caught fire, the magic weapon was burning hot and smoking, and the war puppet paralyzed on the ground was covered with various gaps.

At the same time, mottled bloodstains covered almost every inch of land inside and outside the city wall.

The trickling muddy stream also emits a pungent fishy smell that makes people want to vomit.

Layers of clay figurines piled up into a mountain, with exposed bones scattered everywhere, and sparse flames and black smoke rising from time to time.

More clay figurines were mixed with some of the Tumo soldiers. They were smashed to pieces by rolling stones and wooden planks, and then trampled on repeatedly, almost turning the Iron Gate into a bright red swamp.

Whether on the corpses or on the snow, there were either dense arrows or countless pieces of gravel, just like lush trees on an uncultivated wasteland.

"It's like hell." A wizard who was controlling a stone war puppet couldn't help but mutter to himself when he saw the scene in front of him.

In fact, Tiemenguan had been lost long ago.

No matter how powerful the Holy Snow Wizard is, or how solid the Kunlun Iron Gate is, they cannot withstand the millions of undead souls day and night.

Fortunately, after the initial bloody battle, the Tumu people also discovered the characteristics of these undead.

They often only survive for a few days before disappearing.

Next, they will have to wait for a while before they gather from places like Khotan and Zhujubo and march towards Tiemen Pass again in a mighty force.

If that's the case, then there's a solution.

Under the leadership of the Holy Snow Great Wizard, the Tumo Army quickly learned a new tactic—

Whenever the undead appeared before their eyes, they would immediately give up the Iron Gate and retreat, with only small-scale battles occurring during this period.

Such a battle can effectively ensure that the war puppet troops will not be overwhelmed by the undead army.

The swarming undead will be dealt a head-on blow by the Tumo army, taking advantage of the right time and place.

Fighting and retreating like this, after the undead army had consumed their few remaining days, the Tumo army returned to Tiemen Pass again and demolished the strange skull tower that had appeared out of nowhere and was spewing black smoke.

In this way, relying on such repeated pulling, the Great Wizard Saint Snow barely managed to stop the undead army at the Kunlun Iron Gate.

Even so, the fierce battle at Kunlun Iron Gate Pass was brutal enough.

The Tumo army did not dare to allow the undead to pass through this magnificent pass unscrupulously.

After all, if the undead continued to occupy this pass, and the eternal night enveloped the Kunlun Iron Gate...

It’s hard to say what the consequences will be.

In order to maintain such an almost useless line of defense, the finances of the Tumo Empire almost collapsed.

Even though the chief wizard was very famous, there were still people who could not bear to live and rose up in rebellion, and riots and uprisings broke out one after another.

The entire Tumo Empire was in a precarious situation, and it seemed that if another blow was dealt, this dilapidated house would completely collapse.

"Your Excellency!" a soldier exclaimed, "They're coming again!"

"The Undead are coming again!"

The Great Holy Snow Wizard opened his squinting eyes and looked towards the horizon.

Sure enough, the familiar billowing smoke and dust, the familiar earth shaking, the familiar skull-faced clay figurines with grinning ghosts...

In this regard, the Great Wizard Saint Snow could only give the order helplessly.

“Turn in!!”

Too much.

There are so many undead!

They can’t kill them all, they can’t kill them all at all!

With so many undead, he was almost exhausted to death in the first battle.

Now, the Holy Snow Wizard, who has a psychological trauma, would rather die than fight them head-on.

"Yes!" With this order, all the Tumo soldiers began to pack up their things in an orderly manner, and quickly formed a formation and retreated to the rear.

After almost two years of war, they have become familiar with all of this.

However, today seems a little different.

When the dark sky of eternal night was rushing towards them like a flood on a golden mountain, a sudden strong wind suddenly blew across the battlefield.

Then——