The Commoner Warlord

My name is Tang Che. I'm a transmigrator, and because my soul transmigrated into another body, I can't feel the slightest pain.

I wasn't as lucky as other transmigrators, with fine clothes, good food, and beauties all around me. I didn't even have one of those so-called Systems.

In this declining feudal dynasty,

I'm nothing but a penniless refugee. Over the past three months, I've suffered hardships I'd never experienced in my life!

I've drunk filthy water and chewed tree bark. Even the poisonous clay that I knew was harmful tasted like a delicacy to me!

The refugees traveling with me fell by the wayside one after another. No one pitied them, and no one even thought to bury them.

I don't want to starve to death, and I don't want my body left exposed in the street. To survive, I'll do anything now, even murder!

One day, a one-legged beggar came up to me and said, "I'll give you a steamed bun if you help me steal a book!"

I agreed!

Don't ask why I didn't want money. In these chaotic times, it's no better than scrap paper. Only iron and grain are worth anything!

After I accepted the job, my future changed completely...