Tang Warhammer: The Tianbao Dream Shatters, and Regional Governors Revolt

We once conquered new lands for the Tang Dynasty, yet you betrayed the frontier soldiers who fought and died for you.

At Mawei Post Station, a regional military governor in golden armor advances toward the imperial carriage, and his deep question echoes above the dragon throne.

You are sunk in the tender world of Yang Guifei, indulgent and wasteful, never asking about the common people, letting the glorious age gather dust. If you are unable to seize the last chance to restore this realm, then let me do it!

He swings the bronze hammer in his hand and shatters the peaceful night at Mawei Slope. Moonlight falls over silver mountains and shakes the earth; the Shu road is trodden full of the bones of ministers and nobles.

War fires spread from the skies of Fanyang to the western borderlands of Guanlong, setting Chang’an ablaze and causing Luoyang to fall. Even if I bleed out my last drop, I will make the empire great again!

He raises his war hammer high beside the imperial carriage, and the armored personal troops under his command erupt in a tide of thunderous support.

Under the blood-red moonlight of Mawei Slope, a cold voice sounds in the Tang emperor’s ear: if I cannot save it from your failure... then let the Yellow River boil!