[Historical fiction + no golden finger + no system + decisive killing + slow warming ]
Is the author of an imaginary historical novel being imprisoned because of time travel?
The stickman in the county? Don't kill…
Bandits on Maoer Mountain? Don't kill…
Enemy prisoners? Still not killing...
Bai Shu doesn't like killing, really doesn't like killing.
In the late Xia Dynasty, there were internal and external troubles, and the vassal kings separated their regimes.
My father died at the border, and his body was not found. Don't cry!
The eldest brother defended the border and returned seriously injured. Don't cry!
Old friend, have you ever heard that with three thousand Shura noodles, the enemy army returned to the Forgotten River.
