The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the murderous atmosphere in the air had reached its peak, making Liu Jin's heart beat like a drum.
A law-abiding person who had been following the law all his life suddenly had to personally command an army to slaughter a group of unarmed people.
Liu Jin couldn't stand it.
In later novels and television shows, the protagonist would travel to ancient times and kill decisively.
Nonsense!
In the future, a good citizen would retreat when they saw gangsters fighting on the streets. If they were really asked to command a murder, would they dare to watch? Could his heart withstand the impact?
However, no matter how nervous Liu Jin was, he did not retreat.
Since he had transmigrated to the Han Dynasty and the beginning of the feudal society, he should try his best to adapt to the rules of the game and the cruel reality of this society!
The bronze gate of Xiahou Manor was pushed open by the armored soldiers.
Eight armored soldiers guarded all the exits in an orderly manner.
With his hands behind his back, Liu Jin strode into Xiahou Manor.
The people in the mansion were busy running around. When they saw the somber armored soldiers rush in, they immediately became chaotic.
The slaves ran around in fear, and the masters scattered.
Their eyes were strangely the same. They were all filled with fear, and their bodies were trembling as if they knew that death was coming.
Some even knelt in front of Liu Jin, their bodies trembling. The sound of kowtows and pleas for mercy rose and fell. Their fate was in the hands of Liu Jin, who stood with his hands behind his back.
Liu Jin gritted his teeth and closed his eyes slightly.
Then, the black embroidered wide sleeve robe faced the cold wind and snow as it suddenly waved down. Immediately, it shouted sternly,"Kill them!"
His face was twitching, and his heart was beating like a drum.
Liu Jin did not dare to open his eyes. He did not dare to look at all the tragic scenes that he had personally created.
It was hard for him to imagine how Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty felt when he personally ordered someone to kill his own uncle.
However, he admired the courage of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
This was because even Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty could watch his own uncle being slaughtered. How tough must his heart be?
Could it be that even an emperor had to experience such a scene?
The armored soldiers started a massacre in Xiahou Mansion. Liu Jin could clearly hear the sound of spears piercing through flesh, the sound of axes shattering bones, and the sound of swords slashing.
He felt that he should open his eyes and take a look at this tragic scene.
But he didn't dare.
He felt that he was starting to become like a demon…
"Dog Hunter, I'll kill you!”
The next moment, a sudden shout sounded ten steps away from Liu Jin.
These were the hanger-ons of Xiahou Manor.
In the Han Dynasty, there were countless cases of dignitaries privately raising knight-errant aides.
The other party obviously did not know Liu Jin's identity, and he did not know that this 20-year-old kid was the imperial grandson of the current dynasty.
Not only did they not know, even the officials of the Han Dynasty did not know that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had handed this cruel mission to his grandson.
Ten steps!
Only ten steps!
Liu Jin could clearly sense the bronze Sword Qi that was rushing toward him.
He really didn't expect such a sudden change.
He felt like he was going to die.
The distance of ten steps was too close. No one could stop him. Even these armored soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles could not save him.
Liu Jin did not know martial arts yet, and the system had not been activated yet. He did not have the ability to protect himself at all.
At the last moment of his life, Liu Jin opened his eyes.
He saw a paladin with a long beard and hair charging at him with a sword in his hand. The sword aura was sharp and fierce. When it broke through the wind, it seemed to bring with it flames.
The surrounding scenes seemed to have frozen. Blood flowed like a river on the ground, and corpses were everywhere. The scenes were too tragic.
However,
The next moment!
Swoosh!
A long sword suddenly appeared in front of Liu Jin, accompanied by a black shadow.
The speed was too fast for Liu Jin to see clearly.
Then, the sword was pressed against the throat of the Xiahou House paladin.
A sword to the throat! Clean and neat!
Liu Jin was stunned. Only then did he realize that it was the sword-wielding woman standing three steps behind him.
She was still emitting a cold aura, as if killing people was a trivial matter to her.
Her snow-like wrist shook slightly, and the sword was pulled out from the Ranger's throat. With a casual swing of the sword, the sword in her hand was sheathed.
Then, without even looking at Liu Jin, she quietly walked three steps behind Liu Jin.
He was still hugging his sword, his expression already cold. He remained silent, as if he did not want anyone to come near him.
Within thirteen steps, she was invincible!
Three steps was the distance between her and Liu Jin, but within ten steps, no one else could get close to Liu Jin except for her!
Liu Jin's mouth was wide open in shock as he stared at the cold sword-hugging woman.
No wonder Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty wanted her to follow him…
Before coming, Liu Jin had thought that this woman was inferior to this group of burly men, but now, his heart was fiercely impacted.
Liu Jin looked up at the sword-hugging woman with a grateful expression.
The sword-wielding woman's eyes were still dull, and her expression was still cold. She still turned a deaf ear to Liu Jin's gaze, and her entire body was still emitting an aura that kept people away.
Liu Jin felt that this ice-cold woman was like a deaf or mute, because from the beginning to the end, she gave Liu Jin the same feeling.
However, it was very strange. Why could Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty order her around?
It seemed that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty waved at her, probably using hand gestures to order her around.
As for whether this guess in his heart was true, Liu Jin still needed to find time to ask Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
There were a total of twenty-three people in Xiahou Manor, as well as seven of their hanger-ons and paladins. All of them were slaughtered, and blood flowed like a river in the small courtyard.
Liu Jin didn't want to stay here any longer, so he left after completing the mission.
Today, his state of mind had suffered a serious impact. It was also the first time he truly felt the terror and cruelty of feudal society.
On the road, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. The surroundings were covered in white. There were few pedestrians on the muddy road.
Liu Jin looked sideways at the surrounding houses. The houses were all flat tile-roofed houses with northern characteristics.
The heavy snow piled up on the flat tile-roofed house, making it collapse.
Some slaves from noble families were stepping on wooden ladders to clear the accumulated snow on the flat tile-roofed houses.
If the houses in the Urban area were like this, what about the houses in the countryside?
Liu Jin was deep in thought. He sighed and said,"If the people in the city are like this, how many houses in the village have been crushed by the snow?”
No wonder Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was so worried about this heavy snow in Weiyang Palace.
"I have to think of a way. I can't let the people die like this. Someone has to stand up for them!”
Liu Jin didn't notice that when he said this, the sword-hugging girl three steps behind him was staring at his back in a daze.
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