He has sent a distress message to military advisor Gu Qing, but he also understands that there is little hope.

The military advisor was aloof from Black Tiger Village, and besides, he was injured during the last imperial siege. How could he risk going down the mountain to rescue him now?

Whether he is the leader of the village or there are thousands of people in Black Tiger Village, they are of no importance to the military advisor.

"Good nephew!"

Huang Hao rushed out of the encirclement. When the bandits saw that the leader was at a disadvantage, they had no courage to fight and fled long ago.

Huang Hao escaped death and was even happy.

"My nephew is truly the proud son of the Emperor. In the future, you will have a place among the top experts in Great Qin."

Huang Hao laughed and was very pleased. The more he looked at his nephew, the more he liked it. He mocked: "Sure enough, bandits are bandits. When they see the wrong direction of the wind, they immediately flee."

Huang Yan was very calm, and his injuries were mostly healed. His murderous intention was always locked on the boss to prevent him from escaping.

"Heaven will kill me!"

The boss looked up to the sky and sighed.

The remaining two guards barely raised their knives, their bodies were covered in blood and flesh, but they still stayed close to the head of the family.

"I shouldn't have taken the order from the Zhao family!"

The boss regretted it so much. Why did he covet the 10,000 taels in the first place? The Zhao family has been in Changle County for three hundred years and has not fallen. How can such a family make money easily?

By the way, where did that boy Xin Zhao go?
Chapter completed!