"It's so shameful. Nearly half of the thousand-feathered Lin Guards were lost. How did you fight?" Cheng Yaojin asked.

"A few hundred people were lost in exchange for more than 7,000 people. Did I fail in this battle?" Xu Shiji asked rhetorically.

"They're just a bunch of bandits. How can you still have the dignity to lose so much? That means Huai Dao is fine. If something happens, I'm not done with you." Cheng Yaojin retorted without any politeness.

Xu Shiji was not afraid of trouble, so he was about to push back. Qin Huaidao quickly stopped him and said: "You two, please stop arguing. You don't have to be laughed at. Uncle Cheng, please take a look at the body before talking."

"Corpse?"

Cheng Yaojin rode up to catch up with the carriage. After observing for a moment, his face gradually became serious and he shouted: "Qian Niu Guards, cheer up for me. No one is allowed to approach the carriage. Anyone who violates this will be killed!"

"Follow the order!" Everyone shouted in unison and drew their swords one after another.

The people watching were shocked when they saw this scene, and then they backed away, but they became more and more curious.

Cheng Yaojin returned and walked side by side with Qin Huaidao, but he was smart enough not to ask any more questions.

Xu Shiji got excited and sneered: "Old man, do you have anything to say now?"

Cheng Yaojin didn't answer and looked at Qin Huaidao.

Qin Huaidao shook his head secretly, and Cheng Yaojin nodded tacitly. He looked at the corpse on the carriage again, realizing that something big was going to happen, and his thoughts became vivid.

The carriage rattled and moved slowly.
Chapter completed!