The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"Indeed." The soldier next to him also nodded.

"I wonder how heavy the rain will be this time..."

"How about we make a bet and see how many of those Tang slaves will be killed?"

A Tumo soldier blinked.

"Hehehe." The soldiers laughed, and everything was said without words.

Under their rule, Tang Nu would certainly be severely tortured.

It can be said that he gets up earlier than the chicken, sleeps later than the dog, works harder than the cow, and eats worse than the pig.

Many of the Tang slaves’ dilapidated houses could not withstand even the slightest bit of wind and rain.

Now that a storm is imminent, won’t a lot of people die?

But soon, someone discovered that something seemed a little wrong.

"Hiss—what's going on?"

“Why are the dark clouds rolling on the ground?”

The soldiers looked closely and saw that the dark clouds, like surging waves, were rushing towards the town with unparalleled and terrifying momentum!

It was as if a tsunami as black as ink had been set off in this Gobi Desert!

Wherever it goes, there is howling wind and flying sand and rocks!

"Run away!"

Although they didn't know what was going on, the Tumo soldiers reacted quickly.

"Everyone run into the house!"

"This storm is horrible!"

They were so panicked that they didn't notice.

In the black fog, there were vague human figures and - flags!

“It went incredibly smoothly!”

"I thought there were heroic units stationed here, so we could at least put up a fight."

The fact is that the door was not closed tightly.

Under the cover of the Eternal Night Sky, Shu Yichao's attack on the town was extremely smooth.

Most of the Tumo soldiers thought it was a storm, until the black fog spread around them, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.

However, in the pitch darkness, they were unable to organize even a slightly stronger resistance.

"what!"

In the night, wailing and screaming were heard from time to time, making the Tumo soldiers panic.

"what happens!?"

"Is it dark?"

"This storm is wrong!"

"Who's there! I hear the sound of horses' hooves—ah!"

"It's all black fog outside—I can't see clearly!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Torch! Who has a torch?"

"Where's the lighting crystal?"

“Ahh!! Monster! There’s a monster!”

The screams of the soldiers and the occasional sounds of fighting in the night sky made Bayisema alert.

I opened the window and found it was pitch black outside, without a trace of light.

He extended a crystal stone emitting a faint light from the window.

But I found that the terrifying darkness seemed to be swallowing up all the light, and visibility was extremely low.

"Not good!" Bayisema said to himself.

She quickly ran to a small room and opened the door.

A dozen burly figures with pale faces and closed eyes suddenly came into her sight.

Taking out a bottle of potion, Bayisema took a sip and then sprayed it on the combat puppets.

Then she whispered a few spells.

"War slave!"

"Everyone get up!"

"Click, click!" Accompanied by the sound of stiff limbs moving, the war slaves began to move.

Bayisema quickly sent the war slaves out—

There were a few standing on the street, a few standing in the yard, and a few left in the room.

"Phew—it should be fine now."

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don’t know what the black fog is.

But a dozen or so invulnerable war slaves are enough to protect her safety.

"Bang!"

There was a terrifying loud noise, and the whole house seemed to tremble a little, and the dust on the beams fell down.

what happens! ?

Bayisema stood up in surprise.

Chapter 118-Our Army Has Arrived

"War slave?"

Galloping through the eternal night sky, Shu Yichao led the white-haired ghost riders and dealt with most of the Tumo soldiers.

Naturally, I discovered the high-quality unit on the opposite side.

"I'm not wearing any armor, so why does it have 60 armor points?"

Shu Yichao was very confused.

"I didn't expect heavy infantry to appear in such a small place!"

Riding away——

The Mo Dao in his hand emits a sharp cold light, which is breathtaking!

Heavy infantry is good!

Run slowly.

It’s just right for me to hit its head!

"Hey Hey hey!!"

"grandson!"

Mia Zola was dumbfounded when she saw that Shu Yichao chose to rush forward directly after encountering the war slave.

"That fucking horse is a war slave!?"

War slaves are quite something.

Although their movements are relatively slow, after repeated tempering, they often become extremely powerful and invulnerable to swords and spears.

That layer of skin is like a solid layer of armor.

If you put on a layer of heavy armor on the outside——

That terrifying defensive power is simply despairing!

This is where the Tumu people are so strong.

An extremely terrifying heavy infantry!

Even for the cavalry during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, being stuck by them would be a terrible disaster!

"Grandma's!"

Mia Zora cursed loudly—

"Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren!"

“Each generation is more troublesome than the last!”

He raised his hand.

The light body technique hit Shu Yichao on the head, making his charge as fast as the wind.

The disintegration technique hit the war slave on the head, cutting off a layer of its defense.

"Shh-"

One knife, two cuts!

He jumped off his horse, broke open the door, and rushed into the yard like a whirlwind.

"Ouch!"

The slow-witted war slaves reacted and strode towards Shu Yichao.

If they had put on heavy armor at this moment, they might be able to deal with Shu Yichao.

But alas, no.

They could only rely on their seemingly hard bodies to collide head-on with the Mo Dao in Shu Yichao's hand.

The result is naturally -

"Crack!!"

Like a fragile egg hitting a hammer, the fishy juice splashed and then was stirred into a ball of splashing mud.

"Turtle grandson!"

Mia Zola threw an anti-magic at Shu Yichao.

"There must be a wizard manipulating the war slave nearby—"

"Be careful!"

"I know!" Shu Yichao rushed towards the house with a Mo Dao in hand.

Isn't it?

It's marked on the minimap.

There is a hero unit in the house!

"what happens!?"

Bayisema was shocked to find that in just a moment, all the war slaves on the streets and in the yards had lost contact.

In this case, it almost only means one possibility.

That means the war slave is dead.

"Could it be that there are hundreds of elite warriors outside!?"

"The war slaves were overwhelmed in an instant?"

Bayisema was baffled.

"Or did a monster appear?"

"Hey! You guys, get to the front!"