"Go take a look and see what's happening!"
Hearing the commotion of footsteps, Chu Jianfeng suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Sir, it's not good, the Shengjie Army has entered the city! Wang Bing is currently leading his men to break down the door!"
"Break down the door?"
Chu Jianfeng froze completely at these words. How could this be possible?
"You see, I won't die tonight. I still have some time, but don't worry, I've already thought of an escape route for you!"
Han Mo spoke while pointing to a small... in the wilderness by the corner of the wall.
Dog hole!
"Han Mo! Don't get smug. Someone, arrest him!"
Seeing the tiny dog hole, Chu Jianfeng was so angry his nose almost crooked.
"Why bother? At this point, do you still want to be buried with others?"
Although Chu Jianfeng's shouts were loud, the men he brought hesitated.
"What are you all waiting for? Do you want to die? Step back and die!"
Seeing his hesitant subordinates, Chu Jianfeng trembled with anger. In desperation, he drew his sword and stabbed the closest subordinate to death!
Under the threat of death, those men finally set their sights on Han Mo.
At this very moment, Han Mo, like a rich young master out for a stroll, boldly sat back down at the table in the room and leisurely drank tea.
"See that threshold? Cross it, and you die!"
Han Mo said with a cold smile, looking at the approaching soldiers.
"Yes!"
As soon as Han Mo finished speaking, over twenty men in black leaped from the rooftop, led by Jiang Yan.
"You predicted this..."
Seeing this, Chu Jianfeng's face was filled with despair.
"Is that so hard to guess? If Wang Xiang had simply executed me outside the city, perhaps you really would have won. But who told you to always be so indecisive?"
After taking another sip of tea, Han Mo said with a look of intoxication.
"Indeed, you live up to your reputation as the foremost talent of the Great Song! Chu is convinced!"
With boundless bitterness, Chu Jianfeng finally placed his sword across his shoulder.
"Kill!"
After Chu Jianfeng sheathed his sword and committed suicide, Han Mo drank the remaining tea in his cup and casually said.
"Yes!"
Jiang Yan never asked Han Mo why he killed. Upon hearing Han Mo's command, he launched his attack immediately.
Compared to these death warriors who were born for slaughter, these ordinary soldiers were nothing more than lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
They were already no match, and now they had lost their courage and were leaderless. In just a moment, those who had been so arrogant just moments before had become cold corpses.
"Sir, everything is handled!"
With a killing aura, Jiang Yan returned to Han Mo's presence.
"It seems I have won!"
Han Mo spoke as he walked to Chu Jianfeng's corpse.
"Later, have someone prepare a coffin for him and bury him."
After looking at Chu Jianfeng on the ground for a long time, Han Mo finally spoke.
"Yes!"
"Winning a penny and losing a coffin, this business feels like a loss."
As he walked towards the front courtyard, Han Mo muttered softly...
"Search for me, you must find Master Han!"
"I am here!"
Hearing Wang Bing's voice, Han Mo walked out from the backyard.
"Sir, the imperial envoy is at the camp outside the city. Please accompany me to receive the imperial decree!"
Seeing that Han Mo was unharmed, Wang Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"No rush, where is Master Wang?"
Upon hearing Wang Bing, Han Mo smiled and said.
"Master Wang is reading in his courtyard. Our men dare not disturb him!"
"Let's go, we'll go see Master Wang!"
Han Mo spoke as he led the way towards Wang Xiang's courtyard.
"Yes!"
"Alright, I can go in alone. You wait outside!"
Along the way, upon arriving outside Wang Xiang's courtyard gate, Han Mo said to Wang Bing.
"Sir, you must be careful. Those few people around that old man are not easy to deal with..."
"Don't worry, tonight's events will end here. What, do you really intend to go on a killing spree?"
Han Mo smiled and said casually.
"But..."
Hearing him say that, Wang Bing's mouth twitched. Almost all of the people Wang Xiang brought with him were dead.
With the situation having escalated to this point, could it still end peacefully?
"There's no 'but.' Aren't they just a few insignificant lives that died? In these times, what is human life worth?"
With a self-deprecating smile, Han Mo pushed the door open and walked in.
Even Han Mo himself didn't expect that after transmigrating here not too long ago, not only had he failed to change this damned world, but he himself had been thoroughly changed by it.
If someone in his previous life had said such things, they would likely have been sent to a mental institution the moment they finished speaking.
But in this era where human lives were as cheap as grass, it wasn't just high-ranking officials like Prime Minister Wang and Wang Xiang who disregarded the lives of their soldiers.
Even the soldiers themselves didn't value their own lives.
After all, many of them had lived at the very bottom of society, and even the simplest act of survival required all their effort.
"Stop!"
The moment Han Mo stepped into the courtyard, the guards around Prime Minister Wang and Wang Xiang stood ready like they were facing a great enemy, blocking the path to Wang Xiang.
"I say, Sir, you were a Prime Minister, weren't you? These people around you are simply too rude!"
Han Mo said fearlessly, looking at the gleaming blades and spears in their hands.
"You walked in alone like this, aren't you afraid I'll drag you down with me?"
Upon seeing Han Mo, even Wang Xiang's pupils constricted. He couldn't believe that Han Mo still had the courage to walk into his courtyard alone at this time.
"You jest, Sir. You are the Deputy Commissioner of the Southeast Six Routes Pacification Commissioner's Office, and I am a subordinate official of the same office. Isn't it normal for Han to visit his superior?"
Han Mo spoke as he cupped his hands towards Wang Xiang again.
After listening to Han Mo, Wang Xiang's mouth twitched.
In just this short while, more than 200 of the men he brought had been killed or injured. To this young man, so many lives seemed to have vanished as if they never existed!
"Master Han speaks lightly. I wonder what the soldiers who died in the recent conflict would think if they heard your words?"