The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

Whether it was a clay figurine or a clay horse, their defense was useless in the face of the terrifying power of the stone war puppet.

In the brief moment of the battle, the clay soldiers flew all over the sky like mud, and a rain of mud began to fall in the valley in the blink of an eye.

A huge gap immediately appeared in the clay figurine army formation charging in front.

Then, taking advantage of the torn gap, the stone war puppets advanced like a wall, mercilessly hunting the clay figurines in the narrow valley.

The poor army of clay figurines, like pieces of meat thrown into a meat grinder, quickly melted and rotted in the valley.

"Amazing!" Shu Yichao exclaimed in admiration.

"I wish I had infantry like this."

What he lacks right now are infantrymen who can fight tough battles.

"Hey - buddy." Mia Zora reminded.

"Isn't your focus a bit strange? They're slaughtering your troops crazily right now."

"Good thing." Shu Yichao curled his lips.

“It’s all good.”

"If there are too many mud men—if you're not careful, they'll explode."

Millions of troops are great to use.

I just feel unhappy when my weekly salary is settled.

In addition, Kucha, Shule, Khotan and other places need to be built, and money needs to be spent everywhere, so military expenses should be saved as much as possible.

Therefore, Shu Yichao always thought that the more Terracotta Warriors died during the war, the happier he was.

If they don't all die, he will have to disband them manually after a week, which is a bit tedious.

"Forehead……"

So what the hell are you guys doing?

Mia Zola looked at the Anxi Ghost Riders behind Shu Yichao speechlessly.

After some casual communication with Shu Yichao recently, it discovered something.

It seems that even now, Shu Yichao's situation is still not safe——

His summoning of the undead seemed to be a double-edged sword.

The number of undead is decreasing, and their combat effectiveness is worrying.

If there are too many undead, they will erode Shu Yichao's life.

Every time there were too many clay figurines, Shu Yichao would yell that he was going to die, that he was finished, that he couldn't hold on any longer, that he was going to explode...

Then he desperately sent the undead to attack indiscriminately in order to reduce their numbers.

Mia Zora just couldn't understand.

What on earth are these guys from Anxi Ghost Riders thinking?

They said they didn't trust Shu Yichao, but they always carried out Shu Yichao's orders to the letter without any hesitation.

He said he trusted Shu Yichao, but he had almost recovered half of the Western Regions, so why did he keep pushing Shu Yichao to death?

Well, there's no way to reason with ghosts.

Miadora opened the spellbook in her hand.

In the end, it still depends on me.

"You bastard, I don't know how you will ever repay your grandfather for his kindness."

Miyazolla opened the

On that page, these words were written in large letters.

Reincarnation.

As long as you learn this spell, no matter what the final result is—

Then the grandson's life should be saved.

Miadhara pondered.

"Hey! Son!!" At this moment, Shu Yichao shouted.

"Hmm?" Mia Zora looked up and saw that the stone war puppets in the distant valley had caused heavy casualties to the clay figurines after a fierce battle...

But they couldn't hold on any longer, and the runes on their bodies flickered - it was obvious that the magic power to support their operation was no longer enough.

Needless to say, this group of powerful fighting machines were exhausted after killing tens of thousands of Terracotta Warriors.

Shu Yichao had already picked up his Mo Dao, ready to launch the final charge.

At this moment, he was looking at Mia Zola with sparkling eyes.

"I understand." Miadora raised her hand.

Angry wind.

"call--"

An invisible whirlwind roared out and wrapped around Shu Yichao and the Anxi Ghost Rider beside him, increasing their speed to an unimaginable level.

The next moment, dazzling thunder, accompanied by an inky black storm, descended upon the narrow valley like a demon.

"Bang!" A stone war puppet had just crushed the head of a clay figurine and was about to leave to look for the next target.

But at this moment, a brilliant flash of lightning suddenly burst out from its chest.

After the thunder came the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, trampling like terror from the abyss.

The stone body of the stone war puppet collapsed in the instant of contact with the terrifying impact of the Anxi Ghost Riders' armor-piercing weapons, turning into a sky full of broken arms and limbs and stone powder splattering everywhere.

Soon, the stone war puppets were wiped out by the attack of the Netherworld Iron Cavalry.

Shu Yichao won easily again.

However, unlike in the past, the gathering of spirits and summoning of souls failed to bring in new troops—

The stone war puppets are not even living beings, so how could they possibly produce Terracotta Warriors?

"It seems." Miadra looked at the column of smoke rising into the sky in the distance.

"This is the plan of the Tumo people."

"This is a scorching heat and clearing the countryside."

"Hiss--" Shu Yichao also saw the terrifying column of smoke and glanced at the small map.

"Oh my god, there's not a single living person."

"Did someone steal your business?"

Although still a long distance away, Mia Zola could already smell the burnt and bloody smell in the air.

The only sound in the silent woods was the gurgling of the brook.

This is not a good sign.

Sure enough, after passing through the valley where the stone war puppets were stationed and bypassing a forest, what came into the eyes of Shu Yichao and Miyazhuola was a completely destroyed village.

The fields were ravaged, the rows of farmhouses were burned to ashes, and apart from the vultures circling in the sky, not even the barking of dogs could be heard.

On the narrow road between the villages, there were many corpses lying in all directions.

Most of them were farmers or serfs wearing tattered clothes, and there were also a few women who had been stripped naked. In addition, a large number of livestock that could not be taken away were also slaughtered.

No one was left alive.

In the center of the village, dozens of charred corpses were tied to wooden stakes. Except for the heads, their torsos were almost reduced to skeletons.

Next to them were remains twisted into bizarre shapes. It seemed as if some kind of sacrificial ceremony had been held here.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the footprints on the ground, which are twice as big as those of ordinary people.

"It's the Snowman Guard."

Looking at the scene before her, Mia Zola immediately understood who was the culprit behind this tragedy.

There was no doubt that Zamplin sent out the fastest and most adept guards in her command who were good at moving through the snow-capped mountains.

This group of monsters, which look like giant apes, have thick skin and flesh, move quickly, and are particularly good at throwing huge rocks. They have always been the trump card in the hands of the Zamp of the Tumu Empire.

But now it seems that the Zamp of the Tumo Empire has no intention of letting them confront Shu Yichao head-on.

She chose to let the lifeless stone war puppets hold the line in the front to buy time, while letting the snowman guards carry out the tactic of building a strong defense and clearing the wilderness in the back.

I am afraid--

This area within hundreds of miles has become a slaughterhouse.

Chapter 174 - True: Fortification and Clearing of the Fields

The Terracotta Army is still flowing across the plateau like a mudslide.

The towering cliffs, the steep roads, and the thin spiritual energy have no effect on them.

But in front of them, there was no living enemy.

After capturing the Big and Small Boli and replicating Gao Xianzhi's operation, Shu Yichao thought that since he had nothing to do anyway, he might as well hunt rabbits and capture a few Tumo cities to relax.

However, after capturing some towns, Shu Yichao could no longer find targets to attack.

Because someone was faster than him.

Things were just as Mia Zora had imagined.

Tumo's army resolutely carried out the orders of the Zamp.

After all, such opportunities to make a fortune are rare.

When the order was first given to them, these Tumo soldiers did not quite believe it.

Fortify the walls and clear the fields.

Everyone understands it.

That means killing all the people, burning all the houses, and looting all the things. Things that cannot be done on normal days can be done in any way, and you can do whatever you want.

but……

In the past, when people went out to hunt for food, there would always be people stopping them from above.

Today, His Majesty actually ordered us to burn, kill and loot at will?

Is this order real?

But soon they confirmed the authenticity of the order.

This time the order was given personally by His Majesty the Zamp!

The Tumo soldiers were first stunned, then ecstatic, and then they called their friends and all drew their swords to chop at the bewildered Tumo herdsmen.

Brothers, put aside your personal qualities and enjoy your immoral life.

Although there is a slight difference from His Majesty's request to move all people and livestock away—

But you just say whether it is a case of clearing the countryside and fortifying the city.

So, Shu Yichao and Miya Zola walked along the way, and everything they saw looked like a scene of slaughter that had just been completed in a slaughterhouse.

"Where did the Great Western King come from?"

Even more cruel than me.

Shu Yichao was speechless.

"I have truly learned the essence of TuTu Style."

If it were a normal necromancer, he would just laugh from ear to ear at this scene——

He didn't even have to wait for him to make a move, the enemy handed over the body with both hands. It was truly like Qin Shihuang touching an electric wire - he won.

But Shu Yichao is not at all like a normal necromancer.

In other words, the game mechanics of Alien War are very strange.