Grande Qin: O Deus da Morte do Império, Criando a Cavalaria Dragão da Neve
Zhao Ergou foi transportado para o final do reinado de Qin Shi Huang. Naquela época, a Dinastia Qin estava em uma grande guerra contra os Rong e Di, e ele foi recrutado à força, tornando-se um soldado de guarnição. Inicialmente aterrorizado, Zhao Ergou matou um Rong Di e ativou o sistema de “subir de nível matando inimigos”. A partir de então, como um simples soldado na fronteira, ele continuou a matar inimigos. Por exterminar os Rong e Di em nome da Grande Qin, acumulou inúmeras conquistas, tornando-se incomparável e alcançando o posto de grande general. Ele fundou a cavalaria Dragão da Neve, garantindo que o poderoso Qin perdurasse por mil gerações e que sua base permanecesse firme. Expandiu continuamente o território do Império Qin, tornando-o uma potência no topo do mundo.
Grande Qin: O Deus da Morte do Império, Criando a Cavalaria Dragão da Neve
The setting sun bled across the northern frontier, casting its crimson glow over the land. A bitter wind howled, whipping up spirals of dust and sand.
The Great Qin Empire, Yanmen Pass.
At this moment, the war drums thundered beyond the gate, the imminent assault of foreign tribes pressing close.
The Left Wise King of the Rongdi led a hundred thousand strong, their blades aimed directly at Yanmen Pass, intent on breaking through and sweeping south to invade the lands of Qin.
A tide of iron cavalry surged toward the gate; the spark of war was set to ignite at any moment. The air was thick with the aura of impending death, so heavy it seemed to freeze in place.
Zhao Ergou stood atop the city wall, gazing at the wave of enemies surging forward like a flood. His scalp tingled with dread, a chill seeping through his body. His palms, clutching his bow and arrow, were already slick with cold sweat.
This was his first time on the battlefield—his first time staring death in the face.
“Nervous, aren’t you?” came a gruff, hoarse voice beside him—the squad leader.
It was obvious; Zhao Ergou’s pale face and trembling limbs betrayed his status as a fresh recruit.
“Yes,” Zhao Ergou replied, his voice trembling. His eyes were wide with terror, stripped of any hint of his usual easygoing demeanor.
He was, after all, just an ordinary man who had only just crossed over into this world. He’d never even killed a chicken, let alone faced battle.
His luck couldn’t have been worse. No sooner had he transmigrated into the body of
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