Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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The group exchanged bewildered glances, utterly astonished that the decision to go into battle had been made so hastily. One of them steeled himself, stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said:

"May I ask, General, what constitutes a dramatic change?"

Wang Anzhi pointed to the sky, his tone firm:

"The pillar of heaven collapsed, and the four directions split apart."

Everyone was stunned and speechless, but then they saw Wang Anzhi riding back to camp. "Generals, please rest well. Tonight's battle is of utmost importance. Our success or failure, life or death, all depend on this. Please prepare well."

Fan Xing sighed softly and didn't say anything more.

Ultimately, their fate now hinges on this battle, just as Liu Xiu said. These powerful figures from Nanyang each have their own connections and had long heard that this Minister of Works, Wang Yi, has always refused to take prisoners.

Even after surrendering, they could not escape slaughter, leaving them with no choice but to fight a desperate battle with no way out.

……

at night.

Inside the army camp.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and in its dim light, the figure before the desk remained perfectly still. Wang Anzhi gripped the documents tightly in his hands, his attention seemingly absorbed in the books before him.

Just then, a clear, light, and lively footstep came from the doorway, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl.

She knocked on the curtain symbolically, then spoke to herself:

"Okay, I'm coming in."

Wang Anzhi raised his head, looked at the girl's exquisite figure, and nodded, "Miss Guo, you've arrived."

In this day and age, Jormungandr seems to dislike her original name and has started using her human alias instead. Not only that, she also demands that Wang Anzhi address her that way as well.

The girl sighed, "Of course, of course, if I didn't come, how would you escape?"

Wang Anzhi smiled, and the candlelight in front of him flickered slightly, causing his shadow to dance.

"Miss Guo, do you also think I have no chance of winning this battle?"

The girl rolled her eyes, unceremoniously sat down on the desk in front of Wang Anzhi, slammed her hand on the table, looked at the man sitting on the floor, grabbed his ear, and shouted in his ear:

"Please, my dear lord, what kind of war do you think this is?"

She first held up one finger, then opened her palm to reveal her beautiful hand, "Two hundred and one."

She scoffed, "Do you still think this is a war you can win, or that you're just going crazy?"

Wang Anzhi watched as the girl's hand waved in front of him. He brushed it aside, took it in his hand, and asked in a gentle tone, "And you, Miss Guo?"

The Dragon Girl's ears flushed red. Feeling the warmth of his palm, she listened to Wang Anzhi's words with a complex mix of emotions, almost blurting out: "I, Jormungandr, am simply invincible!"

But reason made the dragon girl quickly abandon the idea. She sighed and shook her head, "I can only run away with you."

She gave Wang Anzhi a deep look and said, "If you are hoping that I will use my supreme authority to help you win this war, then don't think that way."

"Why?" Wang Anzhi asked curiously. "I've heard that the four great monarchs each destroyed an era on Earth. Compared to them, these people should be no match for them, right?"

"That's not how it's calculated?" The Dragon Girl shook her head, a faint golden light shimmering in her pupils. Listening to the glorious traces of her past, she seemed to have become that invincible female ruler again.

"The power of our four monarchs comes from the Black Emperor Nidhogg, but where does Nidhogg's power come from? Do you know?"

Before Wang Anzhi could answer, the Dragon Girl gave the answer.

“It comes from the Earth itself; it is life nurtured by the planet itself. The limit of its power is the limit of the Earth itself. Our authority also comes from the gifts of the Earth itself. Every destruction of civilization is an injury to the planet itself, even if the injury is insignificant.”

As she spoke, she laughed and said, "The so-called world-destroying power of words, the so-called supreme authority, is just like this. After being used once, its power is greatly reduced. Originally, the power of words could extend across an entire continental shelf, but now it can only barely reach a single country, and it still has to withstand enormous pressure."

She looked at Wang Anzhi meaningfully, "Given my current state, it's safe to say that if I were to use the World-Destroying Word of Power to my fullest extent, I would only end up in a deep sleep."

She thought of Wang Anzhi's solemn vow to his generals at dusk: "When the pillar of heaven collapses, the four directions will shatter." No matter how she thought about it, she felt that this phrase resembled the world-destroying power of Shiva's dance, which she had never shown to him.

Now that things have come to this, shattering his illusions might not be such a bad thing.

However, Wang Anzhi was not discouraged at all; instead, he continued:

"Miss Guo, may I experience the power you speak of?"

The dragon girl hesitated. Authority can be "lent" to others. The reason why Odin's puppet was able to exert power comparable to the young and incomplete White King was that it shared a portion of Odin's authority through the alchemical mask, thus gaining combat power comparable to the Dragon King.

However, this fighting power can only exist in one form at a time. In other words, there is no possibility that Odin could create an army of 100,000 puppets and easily wipe out his brothers with a wave of his hand.

The "heroic spirits" he collected throughout history, besides serving as puppets and playing tricks in ordinary times, were primarily used as "food" to forcibly awaken the Black King.

As for Jormungandr's hesitation, that's perfectly normal.

Not to mention that she was a stingy dragon mother who always took in but never gave out, let alone "lending out power," which was such a big deal for her.

However, after hesitating for a moment, she nodded gently, closed her eyes, and said, "Kiss me."

Wang Anzhi was taken aback, and then immediately bent forward.

into the night.

Two thousand troops had already assembled in the camp, led by Deng Yu, the future leader of the Twenty-Eight Generals of Yuntai, with Wang Anzhi walking in the very center.

The sky was dotted with starlight, and all that met the eye was pitch black.

At this moment, no one spoke; the scene was eerily quiet.

The army marched out of the fortifications, launching what seemed like a suicidal "night raid."

At dawn and dusk, they led their troops there, and were already discovered by the scouts of the new army. By then, the general in charge must have already known about this "surprise force".

If a surprise attack isn't surprising, it won't be very effective, and there's even a risk of total annihilation.

Unlike the two bandit groups within the city, they did not have the city as a defense.

Because after the decision to launch a night raid was made, all the generals were uneasy, and even after several attempts to encourage them, their morale was not really boosted much.

Wang Anzhi felt surprisingly calm at this moment, as he still temporarily held the authority over the earth and mountains.

At this moment, he could easily sense the fluctuations of the magnetic field on the earth and the molten iron flowing in the earth's core. The entire planet seemed to be playing with him in the palm of his hand.

But soon, he realized that it was just an illusion, a feeling of "power" that arose after he had initially acquired some power that he could not control.

Even so, this is already a force capable of changing the course of the battlefield.

However, when he tried to use this power, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure on his body. The more authority he used, the greater the pressure became.

This reminded him of what the Dragon Girl had said not long ago about the "restrictions" on the Dragon King.

This also made him think about why "all royal blood must end with the sword".

It's not that the Dragon King didn't want to use his world-destroying Word of Power to "create miracles with great force." It's conceivable that the Secret Party could easily injure "Number Zero," whose rank was subtly above the Four Monarchs, by throwing out a hybrid with the Word of Power Rhine. Word of Power is still a significant force in the Dragon King's war.

What about the Dragon King's world-destroying incantation?

However, this power is restricted; it is said to be the Earth itself, but it is more like the Black Emperor Nidhogg's restriction.

Therefore, these former "civilized dragons" had no choice but to abandon their power, put on suits, and face a inevitable end with a sword.

He thought of today again.

The day of Ji-Mao in the sixth month.

The Book of the Eastern Han Dynasty records in the Annals of Emperor Guangwu that a meteorite fell from the sky and crashed directly into the Xin Army camp.

The army continued to advance, and the camps of the new army could be faintly seen ahead.

Along the way, they had killed some of the scouts, but it was foreseeable that some had already run back to report the news.

Everyone was saying that since the night raid had been discovered, they should hurry back.

Wang Anzhi ignored him and simply looked up at the sky.

Soon, everyone stopped talking, and they all felt a vague unease in their hearts.

Just then, the weather changed.

The darkness suddenly turned into light. A crimson flame tore through the inky sky, leaving a trail of flames. The light was so intense that countless people closed their eyes in an instant, unable to bear the light.

Wang Anzhi watched as the flames, carrying an irresistible and destructive majesty, crashed straight into the tents of the new army camp in front of them.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The next moment, the meteor fell to the ground.

Wang Anzhi almost burst into laughter, drew his sword, charged into the enemy camp, and roared:

"The Mandate of Heaven is clear."

All the soldiers followed in a daze, shouting:

"The Mandate of Heaven is clear."

Chapter 172 I raise my head and see the sun, but I cannot see Chang'an.

Is this Chang'an?

"Still some distance away? This is Wuling."

"The Five Mausoleums?"

“From Changling of Emperor Gaozu of Han to Pingling of Emperor Zhao of Han, there are a total of five mausoleums, which are called the Five Mausoleums.”

A man and a woman each rode a Roman horse, slowly making their way along the edge of this vast city. The girl enjoyed the bright sunlight on her face, squinted her eyes slightly, and frowned unhappily as she smelled the lingering scent in the air.

She looked at the four ruins in front of her and the relatively intact mausoleum behind her, and smiled somewhat unkindly.

“Now it seems that the name Wuling is no longer fitting. It should be changed to Yiling,” the girl said, pointing to the only relatively intact mausoleum. “Whose mausoleum is this?”

“The Pingling Mausoleum of Emperor Zhao of Han,” Wang Anzhi recalled silently, remembering the scene he had witnessed when he came to Chang’an to study.

Back then, the Five Mausoleums were a bustling place, with an army stationed there to guard the emperor's tombs. But things have changed, and all is lost; words are now silent.

Four months ago, a meteorite fell from the sky, and his family miraculously won the Battle of Kunyang, a battle they should not have won, causing the entire army of 420,000 to be routed in one battle.

Wang Yi, who was leading the army, retreated alone to Chang'an and even abandoned Luoyang.

At the same time, Emperor Gengshi and even the Green Forest Army that supported his ascension to the throne secretly harbored great fear of the Liu brothers, Liu Yan and Liu Xiu, believing that the two brothers were favored by Heaven.

Shortly after the Battle of Kunyang, before Wang Anzhi could remind him, Liu Yan was killed by Emperor Gengshi.

Just then, the Dragon Girl sniffed the ash scent in the air, and her expression visibly worsened.

"This place is filled with the scent of Constantine. Is that why you want to get to Chang'an first?"