"Master, there's a new situation!"
Yin Le, who was observing the enemy's situation at the wall base, ran into the pitch-dark hall, and said with suppressed excitement:
"A caravan has arrived outside the village. The torch lights up a long procession, at least fifty to sixty people, twenty-plus carts, a major caravan. We might not have to confront these people head-on."
Qin Yao was covering Liu Ji's mouth, his eyes full of terror, unable to react.
She suspiciously asked, "This Wildcat Village road is narrow, and not far from An County. What is the caravan doing here?"
A voice, no longer hoarse and weak, came from the corner, "It's the Qin Family Trading House's boss!"
"Every spring and autumn, they would come to our village and stay a few days to collect mountain goods from nearby villages. Calculating the time for this year, it should be around now... oh no!"
