I Am the Strongest King of the Strongholds

Zhao Zha transmigrated into a lawless, barren age. The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself the down-and-out chief of a mountain stronghold on the verge of being wiped out. He had barely a dozen old and wounded men at his side, and the granary was emptier than his face was clean.

After activating the [Bandit’s Empire System], he immediately accepted the mission to “wipe out the neighboring tyrant strongholds.” He cut down a squad of pursuing officials, and the System rewarded him with peerless spear techniques and fifty kilograms of refined iron. He had only just finished renovating the stronghold when he triggered the hidden “Recruit the Worthy” mission. The once down-and-out warrior Fan Kuai and the peerless archer Chen Tang came to join him one after another.

Everyone laughed at the idea that a petty bandit could hope to conquer the realm. They said his followers were a rabble, destined to be ground into dust by the imperial army.

But they didn’t know that Zhao Zha’s System could spawn monsters and troops, claim land and build cities, and even cleanse his generals’ marrow, temper their bodies, and unlock their signature battle tactics.

Watching Zhao Zha lead three thousand elite bandits against more than ten thousand regular troops, then summon a hundred repeating crossbow carts from the System and turn the enemy into pincushions, the surrounding warlords were dumbfounded:

“Brother, just how many divine weapons are you hiding in that bandit stronghold? Are you even really a bandit?”