Only after Zhao Feng's and Zhao Yun's official positions were firmly established
could Ding Ling leave with peace of mind.
Otherwise,
with no one of their own guarding this place,
the bandit menace might well rise again.
If Zhao Family Village were destroyed because of this, Zhao Yun and the others would surely be thrown into turmoil and plunged into extreme grief!
Ding Ling now regarded Zhao Yun as a friend.
Naturally, he did not want Zhao Family Village to be destroyed.
Besides,
the people of Zhao Family Village now recognized and worshiped him, and nearly all of them would answer his call.
Where could he find such naturally loyal subordinates?
Ding Ling would not allow Zhao Family Village to be destroyed either.
Thinking this, Ding Ling was just about to rise and leave.
"Report!"
A scout hurried into the camp tent and loudly reported the military situation to Ding Ling:
"A bandit army has arrived a few miles away. Its numbers are no fewer than three thousand. It is surging toward our position."
"Oh?"
Ding Ling was stunned, then laughed:
"These bandits are truly audacious! They know we're suppressing bandits, yet they still dare to barge in openly!
They clearly don't take us imperial troops seriously at all."
"Let me go meet them."
Zhao Yun was eager to try:
"If I don't eliminate these bandits, how can I leave my homeland with peace of mind?"
During the bandit-suppression operations of the past few days, Zhao Yun had repeatedly charged at the forefront. After overcoming his initial discomfort, he had performed with great bravery.
Killing bandits was like slaughtering chickens.
Nothing could stand in his way!
More often than not, a single thrust of his spear directly pierced seven or eight bandits to death!
One man was comparable to an