The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

They either submitted to the rule of the Tumo people and suffered contempt, or scattered in remote areas to live a hard life, or hid their identities and became monks.

Then, wait for the reinforcements that will never come.

Shu Yichao didn't react.

He understood what was said, but the content made him feel confused.

A silence.

The old man's face turned pale little by little, and his hands and feet became heavier and colder.

The silence speaks.

"Sorry for bothering you."

The old man saluted again, but his voice was filled with desolation.

"Take care, my two generals."

He left with his sons, walking away with heavy steps.

It was not until then that Shu Yichao reacted.

"Wait! What he just said—"

He immediately clicked on the map and zoomed in, zoomed out again.

Finally, the entire map appeared before his eyes.

"This is!!!"

[Yeah, I don't know what happened, but I do have a new host—get ready to start the mic.]

System 12345 cleared its throat and prepared to begin communicating with its new host.

[Host, as you can see, this is not a game, you have already...]

Shu Yichao immediately turned off all the pop-up windows and sounds.

【? ? ? 】

Shu Yichao nodded and shed tears: "This is indeed not just a game."

Although there are some differences, fantasy elements are also added.

But he recognized it at once.

This MOD background——

So sentimental!

Shu Yichao certainly knew this story.

"My Tang Dynasty..."

"It will take a thousand years to go to the Western Regions!"

In 755 AD, the Anshi Rebellion broke out.

In order to quell the rebellion, the Tang Dynasty sent all the elite Anxi troops stationed in the Western Regions to the Central Plains, leaving only more than 10,000 soldiers to guard the area.

After the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty suffered heavy losses. Tubo took the opportunity to capture Hexi and cut off the connection between the Western Regions and the Tang Dynasty.

The Tang army, isolated in the Gobi Desert, struggled to hold on amid the turbulent waves of hundreds of thousands of enemy troops.

Just when the Tang court thought that the Western Regions had long been lost——

In 768 AD, after many hardships, the envoys from Anxi arrived in Chang'an and told the whole court:

The Western Regions have not been lost!

The Tang army soldiers are still holding on!

All the civil and military officials in the court shed tears.

But the weakened Tang court was unable to send a single soldier to help.

Thirteen years later, Chang'an once again welcomed the envoy from Anxi!

The young men who were once in their prime are now old soldiers with white hair and beards.

However, they still hold on, still serve the country loyally, and still fight bloody battles!

They fought alone.

Until they reached the end of the road, until the yellow sand in the sky completely buried the white-haired old soldiers.

"I understand!"

Shu Yichao pointed his sword at the sky and roared to the heavens.

"My mission this time is to recover the Western Regions!"

"As long as there's an arrow! A knife!"

"Let everyone know!"

"This is our Tang Dynasty!"

[You have unlocked the talent "Gathering Spirits and Summoning Souls"]

[The current level of "Gathering Spirits and Summoning Souls" is level one.]

[Can recruit undead troops, and can transform 15%-30% of non-friendly dead troops into friendly skeleton soldiers.]

“It’s actually this talent!”

Shu Yichao was overjoyed.

After clicking on the map and basically confirming his location, he began to gallop forward.

He knew where he should go.

Mia Zola was still looking silently at the direction where the old man had disappeared.

Suddenly, I heard Shu Yichao shouting wildly, and when I turned around, I saw Shu Yichao running away.

!!!

Thinking about what Shu Yichao had just shouted, he almost got so angry that his gas mask flew off.

"There are countless Tumo wizards, and hundreds of thousands of invulnerable war slaves!"

"You want to reclaim the Western Regions by yourself?!"

"Grandson, you're tired of living, right?"

"Come back to me!"

But how could Shu Yichao hear it?

Mia Zola was so angry that she stamped her feet, grabbed a horse, mounted it and chased after him.

"Stop right there, you bastard!"

The scorching yellow sand turned cold at some point.

The scorching sun hanging high in the sky disappeared into the dark clouds.

The warhorse under his crotch cried out in fear.

A thin mist emerged from the gaps between the sand and gravel, making the world look particularly hazy and eerie.

But Shu Yichao didn't care about that.

"Uu——"

Finally, he arrived at his destination.

A desolate, dilapidated, and uninhabited city.

At the city gate, the weathered plaque has become dull and only the word "Kucha" can be vaguely seen.

Shu Yichao dismounted and walked through the city gate without hesitation into the city.

A chilling aura blew towards him, causing frost to form on Shu Yichao's armor in an instant.

Mia Zola, who was following closely behind Shu Yichao, had her compound eyes faintly lit up under her gas mask.

"Such a strong yin energy and resentment!"

"This grandson actually went straight into the city!?"

"Horse riding!"

It reached into the bag and pulled out a bunch of talismans, then threw them at Shu Yichao with heartache.

One after another, streams of light flew towards Shu Yichao from behind, transforming into layers of imperceptible protection.

Mia Zora's heart ached at the sight.

"I never thought that even being a demon would lead to a day when I would suffer a loss..."

"Hiss--" The warhorse trembled and dared not move forward anymore.

Miadjora took out a potion of courage and poured it on the warhorse.

The Courage Potion lived up to its reputation.

The warhorse's courage soared, and it threw Mia Zora off its back and turned around to run away.

"..."

As soon as he stepped on the yellow sand, Miyazolla broke out in a cold sweat.

The cold air actually rushed up along its feet. In just a moment, it felt its legs were numb from the cold.

"Something bad has happened!" Mia Zora took out a yellow talisman from her small bag and slapped it on her legs. With a flash of fire, her legs regained consciousness.

"This ghost town is so scary!" Miyazolla smoothed her gas mask, and a siphon like a butterfly's mouthparts extended from under the mask.

After taking out another bottle of potion and taking a sip, Miadra ran towards the city gate cursing.

"Unfilial son, after I rescue you this time, you must kneel on the ground and kowtow to me a hundred times!"

"A lonely city in the desolate Gobi Desert—"

Shu Yichao strolled in the deserted city, whispering softly.

"The setting sun at Tianshan Mountain is on the loyal tomb!"

There was no other sound in the city except the rustling sound of his footsteps on the raised surface.

However, terrifying and chilling gazes came from all directions, and countless eyes were focused on him.

Coming to a high platform in the city, Shu Yichao jumped up.

"I am a Han Chinese—"

Resentment rose to the sky, and the cold wind was so strong that it seemed as if a level 12 hurricane was blowing through the city, and an eerie and terrifying atmosphere filled the air.

"Even in death, I will wield the sword of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Ka-ka!"

Accompanied by the horrifying sound of earth being turned over, one after another, hands, with only bones left, poked out from the dusty rammed earth road!

Immediately afterwards, one skeleton after another wearing tattered armor crawled out from the ground.

"Where the wild geese carry the letter and weep blood—"

Shu Yichao drew out his sword and pointed it towards the sky. What came into his sight were white-haired skeletons crawling on the ground one after another.

"The whole city is full of white-haired ghosts!"

"Roar!"

The white-haired skeletons roared to the sky, and the whole city trembled.

"pat-"

Shu Yichao rolled over and landed from the platform, walking into the group of skeleton soldiers who were staring at him.

"The athletes of the Tang Dynasty."

"I know you've waited too long."

"From youth to middle age, from middle age to old age, and finally until you are old and gray-haired."