Great Tang: The Corpse-Mountain Prince, Who Slaughtered Three Hundred Thousand Cavalrymen

In the ninth year of the Wude era, my father, the emperor, named me crown prince and sent me to defend Youzhou, a place where death was certain. For thirty days and nights, with no reinforcements or provisions, a hundred thousand soldiers and civilians stained the isolated city with their blood. When I opened my eyes again, I had clawed my way out of a mountain of corpses and put on that blood-red mask. Three years later, the Khanate’s cavalry rode south again. This time, I led three thousand heroic spirits returned from the underworld and asked Khagan Jieli with a smile: “Will three hundred thousand lives be enough to repay you for the massacre you carried out back then?” It’s time for a new ruler to claim the empire of the Tang.