His ultimate goal isn't power or conquest, but absolute freedom — liberation from death, from the control of powerful lords, and from the confines of this world. Meet Wuyi, formerly a gangster's accountant, now reborn in a world torn between the Righteous and the Demonics. Gifted with a unique ability by the gods of his previous life, Wuyi possesses an exceptional edge in this new realm. While Wuyi yearns for a peaceful life, he's not afraid to become the villain that this world might need. Determined to secure his freedom, he's prepared to upheave this world, paying no heed to its moral divides. He will not rest until he attains the deepest desire of his soul.
The old archer shook his head. "Nope. That's just what nobles like you never see. I won't be sorry, but I do wish you luck."
He chuckled. "We had twenty thousand men when we went into battle at Chevin." He nodded again. "The king has what – four thousand?"
He laughed, and it was a nasty laugh. "Can I offer you a bite of meat?"
Talking to the peasants had caused Li Zhuang to fall behind, and when he rode up the far bank, chewing on meat, he found himself in the midst of the Borderers. He rode forward until he was among the liveried warriors, the professionals, who rode around the Count of the Borders.