Peace Order

The spring day was chilly, the cold had not yet dissipated.

When the north wind howled, it was like the roar of an angry dragon.

There had already been several conflicts on the mountain path of Kutong Mountain.

Many corpses were strewn on the ground, blood flowing on the earth, soaking into the soil, and the hidden soldiers had all but perished.

The leading young scholar angrily said: "Damn Qin soldiers, you have severed my millennial family, do you really intend to exterminate us for those lowly people?!"

"Those families have been our household slaves for generations."

"The contract exists, doesn’t Emperor Qin acknowledge it?!"

The General of the Qilin Army laughed aloud: "You fool, trying to use the contract of Chen Country to bind the founding emperor of Great Qin?!"

"His Majesty swept the world with military might, and within ten years, he pacified all corners."

"Though this is the Heavenly Mandate, it is also human effort. Who are you to make His Majesty’s rules yield to your so-called contract? Have you drunk too much horse urine and not yet sobered up?"

The mouth of this general was as sharp as a blade.

The young man on the opposite side could not contend with him, flushed with anger, fingers trembling:

"In the history books of a thousand years, let it be said of you, favoring petty men, alienating the virtuous!"

Before he could finish, an arrow had already flown, with a flash of light, piercing through his mouth, such a strong arrow, it directly went through the skull and embedded into the mountain behind, eliciting a wretched scream.

A young officer put down his war bow, indifferently said: "I can’t be bothered to say more to you."

"Where did this dog come from, barking and disturbing my peace."

"Engaging in the business of human trafficking, and yet having the face to speak like this?"

"Damn, doesn’t he know the Qilin Army’s archery is unparalleled?"

On the other side, an old man with a kind appearance, angrily said:

"That was before, before, we no longer engage in such trade, haven’t you, can’t you forgive us? We have already turned over a new leaf and completely severed ties with the past!"

The general thoughtfully, lazily laughed and said:

"The mistakes of my past have nothing to do with my present self."

"Ah, so that’s how it is, I acknowledge it."

The old man was just astonished and joyous when suddenly he heard the sound of a bowstring, and then his daughter beside him screamed miserably, following in her brother’s footsteps, pierced through the heart and died cleanly.

The general casually and innocently said:

"That was the past me who killed, it has nothing to do with my present self."

The old man embraced his children on either side, momentarily stunned, then sorrow surged in, overwhelmed with grief and indignation, tears streaming down his face: "You, why can’t you give us a way to live, we have already abandoned all our family and wealth, isn’t that enough, isn’t that enough?!"

"Didn’t they say put down the butcher’s knife, become a Buddha immediately?!"

The general confusedly answered: "Aren’t I helping you become Buddhas?"

"You’re really strange."

"With every word saying to put down the butcher’s knife, become a Buddha immediately."

"When truly becoming a Buddha, you’re not happy."

With such a provocation, the old man’s sorrow and indignation nearly caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood, only feeling that this general’s voice was truly youthful, but he didn’t know from whom he learned this speaking manner.

His tongue was like a steel blade tempered with poison.

The old man, supporting his children with one hand, tears streaming down his face, suddenly shouted: "Since you intend to exterminate us, it’s no wonder we have been blamed, boys, take up your weapons, even if we die, let’s fight them to the end!"

The surroundings became noisy for a moment.

Soon a horsemen’s squad charged out, the ones in front all armored, holding mechanical crossbows, the general slightly lowered his eyebrows, already charged out, raised his hand and caught a heavy battle halberd made of hundred-refined steel in his hand.

"I’ve long had enough of formalities."

"Qilin Army, form up."

"The Emperor decrees, those who engage in kidnapping and mutilation, kill without mercy!"

Following the surging momentum of the warhorse, he suddenly swung forward, Jin Qi erupted all around him, the momentum of a thousand elite troops behind him gathered, forming waves that swirled around, then both hands gripped the battle halberd, sweeping fiercely.

Buzz!!!

The waves suddenly rotated, transforming into small whirlpools one after another.

The incoming crossbow bolts were all flung away by the swirling waves.

In the next moment, the general had already charged into this group of scattered soldiers and the once elegant noble families, as the battle halberd swung to its extreme, it vaguely seemed like the roar of a fierce beast, fighting back and forth several times, corpses were already strewn everywhere.

Even though the opponents also had armor and crossbows, they were entirely no match.

These people secretly engaged in human trafficking, once living in the shadows of the world, even if during the previous chaotic times they spent heavily to buy mechanical crossbows and armor, how could they possibly contend with the Qilin Army that swept across the world, regal and dominant.

Most were cut to death on the spot.

The rest were all beaten into submission, tied up, awaiting them, was an even harsher judgment — killing the wicked was not enough, they also needed to be publicly judged and brought to justice, only then could the hearts of the people be appeased.

Death?

Was far too lenient for them, too light.

In the Qilin Army, there were methods left by Mr. Hou Zhongyu.

The ability to neither live nor die was plentiful.

The old man was crippled.

He tried to commit suicide, but both hands were nailed through.

Could only lie there, no longer with that kind look, benevolent demeanor, appearing extremely resentful, screaming incessantly, cursing the heavens and the earth: "Emperor Qin, Emperor Qin is without virtue!!!"

"Distant the noble families, favoring petty men, siding with the masses of muddy-footed men!"

"It will not last, not last!"

The young general kicked him: "Damn your mother!"

The general kicked the old man over, his combat boots rudely stepped on his back, reached from his waist side and took out a scroll, casually opened it, saying: "Zhong Lingyi, Qianli Family, the family raised upright members to the court over a hundred years ago, greased many palms, later after the Divine Martial King’s regency, left officialdom."