I transmigrate to the Tang dynasty and become a frontier general commanding 800,000 deathless iron cavalry, only to find myself slated to be discarded once my usefulness is over from the start?
Faced with twelve golden summons from Li Shimin, an emperor for the ages, and an imperial envoy sent to seize my command, I laughed.
“System, activate! Eight hundred thousand Asura cavalry, follow me to purge the court of traitors!”
At my command, iron hooves thunder south. Every province and prefecture in their path falls! The whole realm is shaken!
I, Qin Wu, only want to stay alive!
But when my army reached the gates of Chang’an, I was dumbfounded.
On the city wall, Li Shimin wore his imperial robes, his fortune resonating with the Purple Star. Beside him, a monk with a furry face and a thunder god’s beak was yawning and picking his ears?!
What the hell, this isn’t history. It’s the world of Journey to the West!
