The Tang army has suffered a crushing defeat at Talas, and the bodies of twenty thousand soldiers have yet to grow cold.
Nangong Lie crawls out from a heap of corpses, his right arm pierced through. Only thirty-seven battered soldiers remain at his side.
Arab pursuers are behind them, Karluk cavalry patrol both flanks, and the road east has been cut off completely.
The Anxi Protectorate is struggling to fend for itself, while the imperial court is thousands of miles away. They are forsaken souls, forgotten by the Tang Empire.
No System, no cheat, only the logistics and planning mindset of the twenty-first century, and a broken blade with a chipped edge.
Short on food? He uses mathematics to calculate where wild sheep will migrate, snatching a meal in the desperate wasteland.
Short on weapons? He uses cost-conscious tactics to ambush pursuers, and sharpens his brothers’ blades with the enemy’s blood.
Short on men? Defeated soldiers, runaway slaves, and desperate steppe people are all forged into a fearsome army.
From thirty-seven battered soldiers, to three thousand armored cavalry, and then to a fully equipped force of eight armies.
Suyab, Talas, Samarkand... As the Tang Empire retreats across the Western Regions, he and his brothers carve a kingdom called Shuo out of the wilderness, one hard-won victory at a time.
Someone asks him, “You’re a Tang man. Aren’t you going back?”
He gazes east and falls silent for a moment. “Go back to be a slave? No. I’ll guard the Western Regions.”
This is not a story about someone with an overpowered cheat.
It is the tale of a defeated general and his brothers fighting their way to survival, one slash at a time.
It's pretty good to watch, the plot is exciting, and there are no peeing points.
It's pretty good, keep up the good work.
The rhythm is very strong and the plot has a strong sense of layering.
It has the style of ancient dragon and is exciting.