The convoy continued to move forward. The man looked back sympathetically at the two people behind him and sighed.
It was also unknown whether the Little Marquis 'temperament was good or bad.
As a general, this was the right way of thinking. However, in the future, the young duke would inherit Jizhou. His killing nature was too strong. This was not good, not good.
Luo Cheng, who was walking in front, did not know what the burly man behind him was thinking. Although he was riding his horse forward, his mind was focused on the valiant prisoner behind him.
"That's Qin Qiong, Qin Shubao, my cousin, the person my mother has always been thinking about.”
"His strength is not weak. He has already reached the peak of the first-rate. If he really wants to resist, he will definitely not be able to do so with just the Bronze Rank shackles.”
"What a pity. He's a little too righteous. If it were me, I would have long broken free from his shackles and beaten him up.”
There were levels to shackles.
In order to imprison prisoners, Great Sui had a total of three levels of shackles.
Bronze, Silver, and Gold.
They corresponded to third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate martial artists respectively.
Once an ordinary martial artist was locked, they would not be able to open it even if they used all their strength.
However, Qin Qiong was different. Not to mention that the shackles on her body were only Bronze Rank, even if it was Gold Rank, Qin Qiong could break free with her strength.
It just depended on whether he was willing or not.
Qin Qiong and Jin Jia, who were walking at the back, were getting closer and closer to the caravan.
Qin Qiong suddenly slowed down and said in a deep voice,""Brother Golden Armor, did you notice that there's something wrong with this caravan?”
The golden armor paused and looked at him carefully in confusion."No, nothing special.”
"All of them have strong bodies and steady steps. Their strength is definitely not weak.”Qin Qiong's gaze was focused on the figure at the very front.
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a vague sense of threat from that back.
To be able to pose a threat to him, who was at the peak of the First Rated, the other party must be at least a First Rated Warrior.
"You suspect that they are Shatuo bandits?" Golden Armor's eyes widened.”
Qin Qiong and he looked at each other, and the two of them looked ahead again.
"I'm not sure about that, but for the sake of the situation, we should be careful.”
"Alright, let's go."
The golden armor agreed, and the two of them continued to walk forward warily.
However, just a few steps away, there was a sound like a bird chirping in the air!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Arrows of light flashed and shot towards everyone.
"Not good, there's an enemy attack!"
Qin Qiong and Jin Jia were immediately shocked. After dodging, they quickly scuttled into the grass at the side and squatted down to observe the situation.
The caravan in front was not so lucky. After the arrow rain, everyone was shot and fell to the ground. No one knew if they were dead or alive.
"Dead?" Golden Armor muttered with a solemn expression.
"No, they were all fake arrows." Qin Qiong shook his head with a serious expression.
Before he could finish his sentence, more than ten masked men in black rushed out from the grass in front of him. They held scimitars in their hands and rushed towards the merchant group.
"Move everything away!"
The leader was tall and stood out in the crowd.
He revealed a pair of fierce eyes that were filled with a brutal aura, making people tremble in fear.
"Yes, sir!"
The group of men in black immediately stepped forward, each carrying a bag as they prepared to retreat.
However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
"Shamoduo, the leader of the Sand Bandits of the Shatuo Gang, has been running amok in the sixteen counties of the northeast for many years. He has always been elusive and likes to kill and rob people.”
Shamoduo, who was also the black-robed leader, turned his head abruptly. He saw a handsome youth in green clothes holding a silver spear and looking at him expressionlessly.
His eyes were filled with bone-chilling killing intent!
Shamoduo was shocked and thought to himself, What a cold youth, what a terrifying killing intent.
If it was just based on killing intent, the young man in front of him was the first person he had ever seen in his life.
However, he was a sand bandit who had dominated the sixteen counties of Beiping for so many years. When he felt the killing intent, not only was he not afraid, but he was even more ferocious.
Without saying a word, he charged forward and slashed at the young man with a large steel saber.
The force of 70,000 to 80,000 Jin was exerted on this Bronze Weapon, and a violent wind immediately blew.
Fast and ruthless.
If this saber hit him, that youth would only die!
As the knife drew closer, Shamodo's expression under his black mask became more and more ferocious.
"Go to hell!"
The next second, the knife stopped.
Shamoduo's pupils dilated as he stared in disbelief at the silver spear on his chest.
The tip of the silver spear had already sunk into his body, leaving only the red tassel exposed.
"Bang!"
Shamoduo lost his life without any explanation. His body fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of the hole in his chest.
No one would have thought that the Great Sand Bandit who had dominated the sixteen counties would die just like that.
He had died without any signs or status.
Everyone stood rooted to the ground, especially the other Sand Bandits. Many of them were still looking at the bag, but in the blink of an eye, their boss was dead.
"Oh my god, Boss is a peak first-rate expert, and he died just like that?”
A Shatuo bandit's eyes bulged as he took a deep breath.
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