"All soldiers, hear my command!"
Temujin stood tall atop the mountain peak, his eagle-like gaze looking down.
Looking at the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou below, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he drew the golden scimitar from his waist.
With one stroke, he cut his palm, blood dripping through his fingers.
Without a word, he smeared it across his face.
Instantly, three ferocious streaks of blood appeared on his face.
Seeing this, all the grassland soldiers followed suit.
This was a ritual unique to the grassland warriors!
Only when the enemy was overwhelmingly powerful and they held the resolve to die, would they beseech the blessing of the Eternal Heaven in such a manner!
"In this battle, only by fighting to the death can we seek survival!"
"I hereby command you, do not take a single step back! For the glory of the Golden Family, fight a bloody battle to the very end!"
Temujin held his golden scimitar high, his voice like a lion's roar echoing across the entire battlefield.
Instantly.
The blood of all the soldiers boiled!
Their eyes widened in fury!
"Fight to the bitter end!"
"Fight to the bitter end!"
The nine-hundred-thousand-strong army raised their weapons high, roaring in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth!
Led by Temujin.
The nine hundred thousand grassland cavalry began their advance!
The deafening sound of hooves made the ground tremble!
Their target was none other than the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou!
The earth-shattering commotion startled the people on the Wu Zhou side.
When the civil and military officials saw the dense swarm of cavalry charging down from the other side of the mountain, their faces turned green with fright.
"What... what is going on? Am I hallucinating?"
Some officials rubbed their eyes vigorously, unable to believe the sight before them.
A deathly silence fell over the crowd.
After a long moment, as the galloping grassland cavalry drew closer and closer.
The crowd finally reacted.
"Disaster! There's an ambush by the grassland cavalry!"
"Quick! Go report to Her Majesty!"
"Are there any generals? Quickly send troops to block the grassland cavalry!"
A wave of panic erupted among the civil and military officials.
Over a dozen officials ran up to the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou.
"Your... Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"
The Minister of War was sweating profusely, his face deathly pale, and his voice trembling.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou was leaning against her dragon chair, her eyes slightly closed, while a maid massaged her shoulders from behind. She looked thoroughly relaxed and comfortable.
Hearing this.
The Female Emperor slightly lifted her eyelids and glanced at the Minister of War.
"What is it? If you cannot give a proper reason, I wouldn't mind declaring you guilty of a crime!"
Seeing the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's leisurely demeanor, the Minister of War flushed red with anxiety.
"Your Majesty, there is an ambush by the grassland cavalry, and they are charging right at us!"
"What!"
Hearing this, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou abruptly stood up. Her eyes widened as she looked ahead, her pupils instantly shrinking!
She saw Temujin leading his forces, galloping toward them.
The rolling iron cavalry and fluttering banners blotted out the sky and the sun!
The sound of iron hooves trampling the earth was like explosive thunder, striking fear into the heart!
A terrifying murderous intent swept over them, causing the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's expression to change drastically.
But her panic lasted only a moment.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou quickly regained her composure.
"Pass down my orders, prepare for battle!"
"These barbarians actually dare to invade. Then I shall use thunderous means to ensure they never return!"
She stood up and drew the Son of Heaven's sword hanging at her waist.
Her eyes carried an extreme sense of excitement.
These barbarians had finally arrived!
She had been waiting so long she was growing impatient.
After all, the sooner she wiped out the grassland barbarians, the sooner she could go face Qin Xiao.
"A mere Temujin dares to invade!"
"Today, I will let you know what is meant by the divine might of the Son of Heaven and thunderous means!"
"Entire army... charge!"
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou raised her sword to the sky and then swung it down heavily, full of imposing momentum.
In her fantasy.
Countless soldiers behind her would charge forward recklessly.
Like a torrent of iron armor, they would crush the grassland barbarians!
However.
Only the imperial guard soldiers around her charged out!
Their horses dashed toward the grassland barbarians like wild, unbridled beasts!
Yet, after these generals charged out, they bewilderedly realized something.
Why did it feel so empty behind them?
Were there no soldiers following?
They looked back.
And were dumbfounded!
They saw that.
It was completely empty behind them.
Only in the distance was there a massive group of soldiers lining up to cross the wheat field.
"Damn it! What is going on! The enemy is already here! Why are these soldiers still queuing to cross the wheat field?"
The imperial guards were completely stunned; they immediately reined in their horses, not daring to charge any further.
This was no longer fighting a war.
It was sending themselves to their deaths!
If they charged up alone, they would likely be wiped out by the grassland barbarians in a single wave.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou also noticed this scene.
She stood in place, completely petrified!
"I ordered you to charge, why aren't you charging!"
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's face burned with embarrassment as she roared in anger.
The Minister of War looked bitter.
"Your Majesty, you issued an order that the wheat fields must not be trampled..."
Before he could finish speaking.
With a loud smack.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou backhanded him across the cheek.
The Minister of War was slapped silly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his head buzzing, his face full of bewilderment.
The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou's face was ashen.
She gazed into the distance at the rapidly approaching grassland cavalry.
And cursed angrily.
"Are you an idiot! The enemy is already charging at us, who cares about the wheat field! Hurry up and tell them to charge!"
"How can you be so brainless! Seeing the enemy arrive, didn't you know to disobey my command and first issue the order for the soldiers to attack?"
"Do you want to watch me die in battle here?"
The Minister of War covered his face, cursing in his heart.
Good heavens, you were the one who said no trampling the wheat field, and anyone who dared to disobey would be executed on the spot.
Now you're saying this.
Anyway, no matter what he did, it was his fault, right?
The Minister of War didn't even have the energy to complain.
But the situation was urgent now, and there was no time for him to overthink it.
"Quick! Her Majesty has ordered, entire army attack! The wheat field can be trampled!"
The Minister of War turned around and shouted hoarsely toward the rear.
His roar finally made the soldiers on the Wu Zhou side react.
They no longer hesitated and issued the command to the troops.
Instantly, the two-million-strong army scrambled frantically, massively trampling through the wheat field, turning the golden wheat into a complete mess.
The situation happened so urgently that the two-million-strong army launched their attack before they were even ready.
This led to chaotic formations, and quite a few people were trampled to death!
"Kill!"
Seeing this scene, the Wu Zhou generals could only bite the bullet, raise their swords, and lead their soldiers to charge forward.
The two-million-strong army stumbled and charged through the wheat field.
Temujin had already led his iron cavalry charging over!
Seeing that the two armies were about to clash, the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou immediately shouted in excitement:
"Temujin, this is your fate for attacking Wu Zhou!"
"I will slaughter your grassland cavalry to the last man! I will chop off your head and hang it above the city walls to announce it to the world!"
"I want everyone to know that whoever dares to offend my Wu Zhou has already chosen the path of death!"
She swept her crimson cape behind her, a victorious smile playing on her lips, and pointed her sword at Temujin, shouting with an awe-inspiring momentum.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
