Pang Tai had a total of five Blood-Clad Guard squads under his command, each headed by a Banner Captain.
For the past half year or so, Linjiang County had remained fairly peaceful, with no major calamities or disturbances.
Yet today, within the span of just one or two hours, he had urgently dispatched four squads in succession to investigate the strange incidents that had suddenly appeared throughout the city.
Anyone would have sensed that something was wrong.
Pang Tai was no exception.
But duty left him no other choice. If the situation spiraled out of control, the seat beneath him would no longer be his to keep.
And as the commanding officer of the Blood-Clad Guard, Pang Tai could not leave the guard station lightly.
By the time he learned that three distress flares had appeared one after another outside the city, the forces he could still deploy were already few enough to count on one hand!
Under such circumstances, Pang Tai could move even less.
What if this was a scheme to lure the tiger from the mountain? If he left the guard station and its defenses became dangerously hollow, allowing the enemy to seize the opportunity—
Even one head would not be enough for Pang Tai to lose!
All he could do was immediately mobilize the county yamen's forces.
It was precisely then that Old Qiu returned with his men.
"So it was the Yellow Lotus Sect!"
After hearing Old Qiu's brief report, Pang Tai suddenly understood and ground his teeth. "Those damned bandits!"
"Go notify the county yamen at once!"
The Captain made his decision without hesitation and ordered the guard beside him, "Tell them that the Yellow Lotus Sect is causing trouble, and ask the county magistrate to request reinforcements from the garrison!"
The Blood-Clad Guard