My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1195 - 1201 Reinforcements

Qin Longyun and Tan Zhenghong only brought over thirty people on this trip, and they had just split off a few, definitely short on manpower. If they were to launch a strong attack, their chances of victory would be much greater.

The sleeve arrows killed part of the enemy, but their numbers were large, and there were still some who slipped through the net and broke into the yard.

"Charge in!" the leader made a hand signal.

Seeing that they were about to reach the Main Room’s door, Tan Zhenghong immediately drew his sword and charged into the crowd of men in black to fight.

This was the most critical two hours. If there was any slip-up, all their efforts would be in vain.

So even if it cost him his life, he had to hold his ground.

"You all go and help," Qin Longyun ordered.

"But..."

The guard hesitated. They were not Government Officials, but Hidden Guards sent by the Chen Family, and their most important task was to protect the young lady and the son-in-law.

Qin Longyun said coldly, "That’s an order!"

His Martial Arts weren’t great, but he had been practicing shooting, which was enough to save his life.

And what did his safety matter?

The guard immediately jumped down from the tree. With the added help, Tan Zhenghong had an easier time, focusing mainly on confronting the leader.

"You are not my match," the man in black scoffed.

He was well-known in the martial arts world, unbeatable in a fair fight—let alone by someone with a broken arm.

Tan Zhenghong was unconcerned, his sword tip swiftly aiming for the man’s throat. He definitely wasn’t the man’s match before, but after meeting Duo’er, he was ready to take him on.

Moreover, he didn’t need to win; he just had to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

A few moves later, the man in black dropped his underestimation, as Tan Zhenghong’s strikes were swift and tricky. Coupled with the other attendants’ respectable Martial Arts skills constantly harassing him, he wasn’t easy to handle.

An hour later, the Chen Family Hidden Guards had cleared the other men in black, and all firepower was directed at the leader.

Yet even so, the man in black was only slightly at a disadvantage.

After all, in terms of individual strength and combat experience, he far surpassed the others.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred moves had passed, and Tan Zhenghong could no longer parry. The blood-dripping blade was now pressed against his neck.

"You’ve lost," said the man in black from a superior position.

These people were not qualified enough to challenge him.

Tan Zhenghong’s lips curved upwards slightly. It was too early to say who had won or lost—the real show was yet to come!

Qin Longyun gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly do you want?"

"What can I want? Blame yourselves for offending someone you shouldn’t have. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother dealing with you losers!"

If he had known they were this useless, he would have come alone.

"I just want to know how I’ve offended Prince Liang," Tan Zhenghong said calmly, showing no tension from being held captive.

The man in black couldn’t answer that and didn’t want to.

He always felt that Tan Zhenghong was too calm, so calm that it made him believe they had a backup plan, so he had to act swiftly and decisively.

The man in black scanned the people surrounding him. "Step back, or I’ll kill him!"

Fearing to provoke the man in black, the guards could only do as told, though they maintained only a few steps’ distance from him.

The man in black cautiously approached the main house. Just as his hand touched the door, Tan Zhenghong suddenly revealed a relaxed smile.

"Good thing we made it in time."

Before Qin Longyun set out, he had contacted the Military Sima to request troop reinforcements.

Judging by the commotion outside, it must be thousands of men.

After all, Qin Longyun was the Chief of Staff’s son-in-law and on good terms with King Qin; they would surely give him face.