"Shut up!"

"The rampant bandits in Jubeichuan are truly outrageous. There is only one city in Jubeichuan, Shifeng, with a population of several hundred thousand, yet three bandit groups are causing trouble!"

"What has Zhao Yuan been doing these past few years! Has he been blind to these bandits or is he deliberately ignoring them? I don't think what these bandits are saying is necessarily false!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Tong turned deathly pale. Seeing Qin Ze's expression, he felt as if he would be dragged out and beheaded in the next second.

Terrified, Ma Tong trembled, wanting to beg for mercy but daring not to speak.

The soldiers beside him, who were also tightly bound, were trembling with fear.

Just when Ma Tong thought he was going to die today, he heard Qin Ze say coldly:

"Ma Tong, I am going to wipe out the Black Tiger Stronghold bandits in two days."

"If Zhao Yuan dares to say he has no connection with the bandits, then let him send troops to help me take down Black Tiger Stronghold!"

Upon hearing that there was a chance for things to turn around, Ma Tong quickly nodded:

"Yes, yes, General! I will definitely report to the Commander when I get back!"

"The Commander-in-Chief has absolutely no connection with the Black Tiger Stronghold bandits!"

Qin Ze's expression was cold as he raised his hand and said:

"Take them down the mountain!"

Immediately, several soldiers covered Ma Tong's face with a black cloth and led him down the mountain.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, the soldiers untied the ropes and let out a loud shout:

"Go back to Beiyuan City!"

Ma Tong and his companions looked at the empty road with dejected expressions.

"Brothers, don't you have any horses?"

"Who the hell is your brother! No horse! Can't you run on your own?! If you don't move, don't blame me for stabbing you!"

Upon hearing this, the group was both shocked and furious. They dared not argue further and immediately turned and ran...