Just at the critical moment, Er Gou suddenly leaped up and stood in front of Gu Zijian.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Three arrows pierced Er Gou's chest, sending him flying, while another arrow, though it missed, grazed Gu Zijian's right arm.

"Holy shit!"

Upon seeing this, Sun Jian was enraged, his eyes turning bloodshot.

Hatred erupted in my heart like a volcano!

He rushed forward and slashed fiercely at the nearest black-robed assassin.

Each swing of the blade whistled through the air, each strike aimed straight for the neck. Blood splattered instantly, and the four assassins felt a chill on their necks as a cold wind rushed in before collapsing to the ground.

Sun Jian disregarded everything else and immediately dragged Er Gou, who was lying in a pool of blood, to check his injuries.

"Ergou, don't be afraid! I'll save you right now!"

Sun Jian didn't care about anything else. He covered the bleeding spot on Er Gou's chest with one hand and quickly took out Super Adrenaline from the system's backpack with the other.

But it was all too late...

At this moment, Er Gou's pupils were bloodshot, his internal organs were pierced, blood kept flowing from his mouth, and he could barely speak.

"Being able to follow you... I, Er Gou... haven't lived in vain this life..."

After saying this, Er Gou breathed his last and died, collapsing into Sun Jian's arms.

Damn it!

At that moment, Sun Jian's heart was bleeding.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his fists trembled from being clenched, and his pupils were bloodshot.

This was the first time he had ever been so angry since he came into this world.

It was also the first time someone had truly died because of him, died in his place.

Sun Jian changed his fist into a palm, raised it with a slight tremor, and gently stroked Er Gou's cheek, letting him close his eyes in peace.

Now is not the time for sorrow; solving the problem is the priority.

Sun Jian understood all this, put down Er Gou in his arms, and then turned to ask Gu Zijian.

"Purple Sword, how are your injuries?"

Gu Zijian gently shook his head to indicate that he was fine, only suffering from minor abrasions.

Seeing Er Gou die protecting her from an arrow, Gu Zijian felt a mix of emotions. Her throat went dry, and she couldn't speak.

"Stay here and protect them."

"Um……"

"When I get back, I'll wipe them out! I'll make sure they die a horrible death..."

Sun Jian's eyes flashed with a sinister killing intent. He picked up his blood-stained sword and charged towards the black-robed assassins fighting with the government troops.

At that moment, Sun Jian felt as if death had descended upon him.

It exudes a murderous aura that sends chills down your spine.

His figure was like a ghost, and every swing of his knife was extremely ruthless.

Wherever they went, the black-robed assassins were all chopped off, falling to the ground and wailing.

This time, Sun Jian didn't kill them with a single blow, because that would be too easy for them!

In a short while, almost all the black-robed assassins were knocked to the ground.

"Don't come any closer...you...you stay away..."

A black-robed assassin, whose hands and feet had been chopped off by Sun Jian, lay trembling on the ground, watching Sun Jian approach step by step with his knife in hand. Terrified, he desperately tried to wriggle away.

"Tell me who's behind this, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

"Otherwise, I'll suffer the same fate as them, torn to pieces!"

Sun Jian pressed the blade against the neck of the black-robed assassin, his tone icy cold.

"I...I..."

The black-robed assassin, terrified beyond measure, stammered as he spoke.

Sun Jian's patience had long since run out. Avoiding vital points, he slashed open the man's chest, causing blood to gush out.

"ah!!"

The black-robed assassin screamed in agony.

"I have a hundred ways to torment you until you die."

Sun Jian's gaze sharpened, and he continued, "I'll repeat myself one last time: reveal who's behind this, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

"Wei...Wei".

"Sizzle!"

Before the black-robed assassin could finish speaking, Sun Jian decisively plunged a knife into his heart.

"I'm sorry, but I just can't help but kill you!"

"And you all too."

Sun Jian coldly drew his sword and continued to slaughter the remaining black-robed assassins in the same way.

"Sun... Reader Sun, spare their lives! Don't kill them all..."

Zhang Gonggong ran over in a disheveled state, stopping Sun Jian from slaughtering all the surviving black-robed assassins.

The honor guard, numbering several dozen, was almost entirely wiped out. Some officers and soldiers fled, while others died. Even the Imperial Envoy Liu from the Hanlin Academy perished under the arrows of these daredevils.

Now only Eunuch Zhang and a few eunuchs remain in the entire group, while most of the villagers that Sun Jian brought from Sun Family Village have survived.

Sun Jian snorted coldly, ignoring Zhang Gonggong's advice, and tortured the black-robed assassin to death with several more blows.

In the blink of an eye, not a single one of the black-robed assassins survived.

Looking at the scattered limbs and blood flowing like a river, Eunuch Zhang lamented, "Oh dear, my young master Sun, our honor guard has suffered heavy casualties. If you wipe out all these suicide soldiers, won't we not even know who ambushed us?"

"I should know who it is."

Sun Jian glanced at the corpses around him, then casually flicked his sword. With a "whoosh," most of the blade plunged into the soil, its end still emitting a buzzing sound.

"You...you know who it is?"

A cunning glint flashed in the eunuch's eyes, then he feigned a dazed expression and quickly stepped forward with an incredulous look to question Sun Jian.

Sun Jian ignored the old eunuch and instead approached Gu Zijian's carriage.

"Purple Sword, how are you?"

"Husband, don't worry, we're all fine."

Gu Zijian checked on Chu Qingcheng and Zhou Wan'er inside the carriage. The screams and wails had been going on for a while. Although the two women were also frightened, they were able to calm down a lot at this moment.

They got off the train car one by one, and the bloodstains and severed limbs everywhere made them feel nauseous.

"It's good that you're alright. Please take care of them for me."

"Um……"

Sun Jian nodded, feeling somewhat relieved, and then quickly walked towards Cao Cao, Jiang Ziya, and the others.

Fortunately, Lao Cao and Lao Jiang only suffered minor injuries and were not seriously injured.

After confirming the situation, there were more than 30 villagers: 6 dead, 5 seriously injured, and 12 slightly injured.

This number is already considered a stroke of luck amidst misfortune...

"Reader Sun, who on earth is so audacious as to ambush and assassinate the imperial messenger's entourage?"

"Assassinating a high-ranking official, attacking soldiers, and causing such casualties... these crimes are tantamount to treason!"

Sun Jian's face was gloomy, and he did not answer the old eunuch Zhang's question.

The most urgent task right now is to bandage and treat the injured villagers, at least to prevent all of them who willingly followed us from dying. As for who the mastermind is and what their purpose is, that can be dealt with after we enter Kyoto.

"Lord Sun, please speak! What should we do now?"

After the imperial envoy's death, the old eunuch Zhang was in a state of panic and could only ask Sun Jian for his opinion.

Sun Jian suppressed his hatred for the time being, and gave the old eunuch a helpless glare. "Are you just bored?"