Chapter 56 Black Wind Village!

"Continue!"

Qin Ming glanced at the caravan and uttered a ruthless word.

Many of the guys in the caravan were stunned.

They couldn't help wondering if they had heard it wrong.

Even Zhao Dafu was at a loss and asked Qin Ming in a low voice.

"Sixth Prince, the guys have just been robbed. Why don't we go back to Jinsha City to rest?"

They just experienced a life-and-death battle, and they didn't even take a break.

Continue to trade?

Qin Ming looked at him with cold eyes.

"Rest? We don't have much time!"

"We must hurry!"

If we don't open up the trade route to Jinsha City, Qin Ming's points will probably be locked up!

After all, without enough food, the soldiers he recruited will only starve to death one after another!

Qin Ming will never allow such a thing to happen!

Therefore, the caravan must be fast!

And Zhao Dafu also read something from Qin Ming's eyes at this time.

He stood straight and responded quickly.

"Yes! Sixth Prince!"

At this time, he could only quickly greet the guys in the caravan.

Qin Ming also began to order the Qingjia soldiers to pick up the scattered goods.

However, the goods abandoned on the ground were all of low value.

The tens of thousands of kilograms of precious rice and fine salt were protected by Zhao Dafu as much as possible.

Qin Ming looked at Zhao Dafu who was busy in the distance, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

It seems that Zhao Dafu is also a shrewd businessman.

Maybe he did not make a wrong choice to cooperate with him.

The caravan started to operate soon.

To be on the safe side, Qin Ming ordered Guan Yu to lead 1,500 elite soldiers to escort the Wanfu caravan.

And he returned to Jinsha City with the remaining Qingjia soldiers.

These 1,500 Qingjia soldiers, although they were called escorts, were actually a layer of insurance.

If the Wanfu Merchants dared to make any unusual moves.

Qin Ming had already told Guan Yu privately.

If Zhao Dafu dares to make other moves, such as collecting money and running away.

Just kill him first and report later!

This Guan Yu was summoned by the system, and Qin Ming was not worried that he would have second thoughts.

As for whether Zhao Dafu could sell the precious rice and fine salt.

Qin Ming was even less worried.

The precious rice and fine salt are both scarce goods in this world now!

Moreover, the goods produced by the system must be fine products!

Especially the fine salt, which is even more valuable!

What's more, Zhao Dafu is a qualified businessman, and it is definitely not difficult to sell these at a good price.

What's left to do next is to wait.

Wait for Zhao Dafu to bring him good news.

Trade is one aspect, and Qin Ming's Jinsha City still needs to open up fields to see if it can be self-sufficient!

When Qin Ming rushed back to Jinsha City.

In the Black Wind Village outside Yan'an City.

There are many bandits in the Black Wind Village.

If Qin Ming were here, he would be secretly shocked when he saw the scene in the Black Wind Village.

How could this Black Wind Village be seen as a bandit's nest?

Neatly built buildings, heavily guarded sentry towers, and fences full of spikes...

This is better than the Jinsha City that Qin Ming came to before!

In this Black Wind Village, there are wandering bandits everywhere, drinking and reveling at will.

In a spacious lobby, the minions gathered around the table and shouted.

In front of the table deep in the lobby, few people dared to approach.

Sitting at the table were the leaders of the Black Wind Village!

At this moment, an anxious call came from outside the lobby.

Then, a minion hurriedly ran into the lobby.

"Not good!"

"Master Nie and Master Zhao are back!"

Someone at the table said impatiently.

"What? Isn't it good to be back?"

The minion looked flustered and explained hurriedly.

"No, second in command, Master Nie and the others...them!"

"What are you talking about? If you have something to say, just say it!"

Another person was also a little impatient and shouted.

The lackey finally spoke out.

"Master Nie and the others seem to have encountered a tough guy! They lost a lot of brothers!"

"What?"

The hall soon became quiet.

The younger brothers who were originally drinking and having fun also realized the seriousness of the matter at this time, and they all became serious.

One by one they shouted.

"Who is it? Dare to mess with our Black Wind Village?"

"Are you looking for death? Master, as long as you give the order, we will rush over and kill him!"

The noisy voice quickly made the leader at the table frown.

He shouted coldly, "Shut up!"

The hall soon became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were on him, with fanatical fear in their eyes.

The man next to him also looked over, "Boss, what do you say we should do?"

Obviously, he was the master of the Black Wind Village, He Zhiyi!

The boss looked around, but did not see Nie Hailong and the others, and his brows were furrowed into a black line.

"Where are they?"

"Master Nie and the others are waiting outside..."

The boss He Zhiyi snorted coldly.

He stood up and left the hall, and soon saw Nie Hailong and the others.

Behind Nie Hailong and Zhao Wan were the brothers who supported each other.

In order to escape from the hands of the Qingjia Army.

They also paid a big price.

It was good to be injured.

Many people died directly!

Most of the bandits who survived were wounded and wailing.

The relaxed atmosphere in the Black Wind Village quickly changed.

The big boss He Zhiyi walked slowly in front of them.

He looked at the two of them.

A shallow wound on Nie Hailong's neck was bleeding slowly.

That was the mark left when he tried his best to block Guan Yu's knife!

If Zhao Wan hadn't helped, he would have died!

Although Zhao Wan was not injured, he looked embarrassed.

Looking at He Zhiyi with a cold and ugly face, both of them lowered their heads.

He Zhiyi glanced at the brothers behind them, and his face became more and more ugly.

"I gave you 800 brothers, and this is how you repay me?"

Those who followed Nie Hailong back, let alone 500, I'm afraid there are not even 400!

In other words, this time, 400 brothers were lost!

There are many brothers in the Black Wind Village, but losing so many people at once is a big loss for the entire Black Wind Village!

How could He Zhiyi not be angry?

Nie Hailong did not speak, but the horse thief who followed him could not help but explain.

"It's not Master Nie's fault. We didn't expect it..."

He Zhiyi's eyes became colder and colder.

Before he could say anything.

Nie Hailong took the lead and slapped the younger brother beside him to the ground.

The younger brother was still a little confused.

"Master Nie?"

Nie Hailong said angrily, "Do you have the right to speak when the boss speaks?"

The younger brother covered his face and dared not speak.

Nie Hailong turned his head to look at He Zhiyi and lowered his head.

"Master, I'm in trouble this time, I admit it!"

He Zhiyi's face did not change much.

He responded indifferently.

"Yeah."

"Is that all you want to say?"

Nie Hailong raised his head, unwilling in his eyes.

"We never expected it!"

"The target this time turned out to be a prince of the Great Yan Dynasty!"