Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Chapter 1290: Might Makes Right!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Wang Chong felt like needle after needle was being stabbed into his heart, leaving his mind shivering. All those tens of thousands of people marching in the capital, protesting and making their voices heard, even directly attacking him, could not compare to the words of that mother. The boy on the street lowered his head and timidly walked back into the house as if he had done something wrong.
As he gazed at that boy's dejected, aggrieved, and perplexed eyes, Wang Chong felt like his heart was being pulled on.
On the packed and clamorous streets, very few people noticed the boy next to the medicine stall, and very few people noticed that mother. Their existences were lowly and insignificant, but to Wang Chong, they were larger and more striking than all the protesting crowds in the capital.
The slander, attacks, and smears… none of them could compare to the pain he felt when he saw that boy go into his house with those dejected eyes.
The cornerstone of the empire was its people, and the cornerstone of the people were all those 'boys'. When a boy who earnestly wanted to protect the empire was told by the person he was closest to that he should give up on martial arts and focus on scholarly pursuits, that those who fought wars were not good people, then the destiny of the empire was sealed!
If no one stepped forward to protect the empire, to protect the Central Plains and its people, the Great Tang would have fewer and fewer generals. What awaited the empire then would only be the most tragic of fates.
Ever since his reincarnation, there had not been one moment that he not been urgently rushing around, not one moment where he had not been worried over how he would save the empire and all the people of this land that he so passionately loved. Thus, whether it was during the war of the southwest, the Battle of Talas, or the Battle of Khorasan, he had always done his utmost, casting aside his life.
When the Arabs were toppled, hundred
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