On the fifth day of June in the ninth year of Wude, the smell of blood from the Xuanwu Gate had not yet dissipated. In the abandoned camp outside Chang'an City, Lin Yue suddenly opened his eyes. The arrow wound on his chest healed quickly under the dim light of the "Military First Aid System". He took out the multi-functional engineer shovel at his waist, and the sound of looting by the defeated troops in the East Palace could be heard in his ears - these people had just escaped the pursuit of the King of Qin and were venting their anger on the refugees.
"Fuck, can you drill through an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty in a drill?" Lin Yue cursed and pulled out the system panel, exchanged it for the blueprint of the improved version of the Tang knife, and sharpened the ordinary horizontal knife three times to create a jagged blood groove. As soon as he stood up, he saw three defeated soldiers dragging a civilian girl. He made a mistake in his steps, and the engineer shovel smashed the leader's wrist with a cracking sound. He used his backhand knife to fly away another person's weapon, and knocked the last one unconscious with the back of the knife. The whole process lasted only two breaths. This story is purely fictitious, and any similarity is purely coincidental.
