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TN: please read at Gravity Tales for support "Aim at the Huihui Cannons!" Luo Xin shouted. Every few meters, a soldier repeated his command down the line. Along the 500-meter-long city wall, thirty cannons had been set up—one nearly every ten meters. Orders had to be relayed one by one. Once everything was ready, Xiao Ming nodded at Luo Xin. "Fire!" Luo Xin roared. "Fire!" Voices echoed along the wall. BOOM! BOOM! Thunderous explosions rang out as the cannons shot flames. Black cannonballs flew…-
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"They’re retreating! They’re retreating!" On the city wall, the soldiers cheered excitedly as they watched the wave of slave soldiers collapse and scatter. Niu Ben smiled slightly. "Your Highness, the cannons have really frightened them." Xiao Ming said, "It’s normal to be afraid the first time they see such a powerful weapon. But once they get used to it… that’s when the real bloody battle begins." Niu Ben nodded silently. He understood. Up to now, they had only fought slave soldiers—not…
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Last night, Xiao Ming fell asleep as soon as he finished eating. All night, his dreams were filled with images of the bloody battle at Cangzhou City—the terrified eyes of slave soldiers, splattering blood, and the crimson mist rising from exploding fire jars. Just half a year ago, he had been a shut-in researcher comfortably working in a lab. Now, he had to face the brutal reality of ancient warfare just to survive. This was a hundred—no, a thousand—times more terrifying than witnessing a street…
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The flames flickered inside the tent. Black shadows danced in the candlelight. Beishan looked at Gurtai and said, “For this attack on Cangzhou City, the Huyan tuo Tribe must follow my orders completely.” Gurtai didn’t like it, but he still nodded. Beishan then asked, “How is Cangzhou’s defense?” Gurtai explained everything from the previous few days of attacks. “Exploding gunpowder jars?” Beishan asked. Gurtai nodded. “Yes, those jars are powerful. Hundreds of our archers were…
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The clash of weapons and furious roars intertwined across the battlefield, blood soaking into the grass below. Corpses of slave soldiers began to pile up across the land, yet wave after wave still surged forward without fear of death. Behind them were the arrows of the barbarians. In front of them were the arrows of the defenders of Cangzhou. There was still a sliver of hope for survival if they could capture Cangzhou. If they failed, they would all be slaughtered by the barbarians. This was the order…
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Blood splattered as Lu Fei pulled his sword out from a slave soldier’s chest. By now, his whole body was stained red with blood. Even though rocks and logs were being thrown down again and again, slave soldiers kept climbing up the 500-meter city wall in the chaos. “Push down the ladder!” Lu Fei gave the order. Two soldiers used forks to push the ladder away. The slave soldiers climbing on it screamed as they fell. “Shieldmen!” Lu Fei looked ahead and saw barbarian archers about to shoot. He…
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Screams echoed across the battlefield, one after another. Niu Ben’s lips trembled, but the bow in his hand struck like the scythe of death, cold and merciless. With each life he took, a deeper weight of guilt pressed upon his heart. But he knew — behind him stood millions of people from the Great Yu. He could not afford mercy. These conflicting emotions tore through him like brambles around his soul. Xiao Ming's heart fared no better. Killing one to save ten thousand — in reason, it was right.…
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The scent of green grass and damp earth drifted in from the land north of Cangzhou City. Outside the city, golden sunlight poured across the boundless prairie. A narrow trail led into the distance, and the occasional collapsed thatch hut by the roadside whispered of a past long gone. "After the barbarians took Youzhou, they burned homes and forests, captured civilians. What was once a flourishing land turned into a wilderness of weeds within ten years, now reduced to grazing fields for the Huyan Tuo…
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Morning smoke curled over Cangzhou City. If not for the soldiers running back and forth through the streets, Xiao Ming would’ve almost thought he’d returned to the mountain village of his childhood. Having lived here for some time now, he felt this place wasn’t so different from the countryside. In the past, he’d imagined imperial life to be like those shown on television dramas. Only after coming here did he realize that royal meals were no different from those of an average household in the…
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"Father, I want to join the militia!" Zhu Wuliu held a hoe in his hand, his face brimming with excitement. "You cowardly brat, join the militia my ass. I’ll go for our family," Zhu Da snapped back. In the Zhu family courtyard, Zhu Wuliu was protesting to his father. The latest newspaper had just come in, announcing that each village would organize a hundred-man militia to patrol, maintain order, and catch barbarian spies. And apparently, militiamen would even be given their own uniforms. "Why not…
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