The cold wind howled, and the mountains were covered in falling leaves.
It was already past the Frost Descent period. Although Sichuan and Shu were not as cold as the North, the winter chill was still bone-piercing.
"Hyah! Hyah!"
Horse hooves pounded, and Hundred Households Liu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
The garrison in this region of Northern Sichuan was near Langzhong City. Due to the frequent corpse disturbances in Nanchong recently, people were anxious and apprehensive. To prevent anyone from exploiting the situation, he had been ordered to station there and await further instructions.
To be honest, it was a tough assignment.
This kind of matter was usually handled by the City God Temple. Even if there were achievements, the Law Enforcement Hall would take all the credit, and at most, he would be considered maintaining public order.
Even if the matter were settled, he wouldn't get much credit.
