Zhao Ce took off the door panel directly and held it in his hand.

Jiang Chunlong and others who were coming to capture him in front of him were all paused.

"this……"

"What are you stunned? Accept them quickly, and you can't let these officers and soldiers take them away!"

Jiang Chunlong shouted and rushed forward first.

Zhao Ce stood at the door, waved the door panel in his hand, and quickly smashed it at him.

This door panel is not too heavy, and in Zhao Ce's hands, it is as light as a piece of paper.

However, one force reduces ten times.

With the blessing of strength, I took a photo of this not-so-hard door panel directly.

Jiang Chunlong could not avoid it at all and was hit by the head and face.

Click!

The door panel broke open, and Jiang Chunlong was also slapped straight away and crashed into the wooden house there.

After a crackling sound, he hit a hole in the wooden house over there.

Jiang Chunlong lay down among the debris, and he was no longer unconscious.

Gudong!

The rest of the people swallowed.

The officers sent by Mao Feng were coming here with several Ming troops.

Seeing this scene, the group of people who had been on the battlefield were stunned.

The scholar in a long robe was tall and thin, with a handsome face.

He stood at the door with a stern face.

The hand that was supposed to hold the pen was still holding a half-broken wooden door in his hand.

That momentum...

It tastes quite like a man being a keeper.

After coming to his senses, the officer in charge shouted: "What a scholar!"

Zhao Ce threw the remaining half of the door panel directly on the ground.

He looked at the Ming army beside him and said to the officer in charge: "We are scholars of the Ming Dynasty."

"We want to go home today, don't know if it's feasible?"

The officer in charge immediately smiled and said, "It's feasible!"

"No matter which city he is from, they are all the territory of the Ming Dynasty!"

"I, a scholar from the Ming Dynasty, want to go home, so I will go back!"

"I see who dares to stop you!"

As he said that, he threw the spear in his hand directly to Zhao Ce.

"Good boy, I'll take it!"

The heavy spear was thrown over and Zhao Ce directly caught it with one hand.

The spear pestle was pestled on the ground, bringing up a burst of dust.

Zhao Ce does not use a gun, but having a weapon is better than having a bare hands.

He glanced at the person in front of him and found that someone seemed to have set up a bow and arrow in the distance.

But for some reason, they did not launch.

It seemed to be on the side, waiting for the order.

Su Caier and others in the room listened to the movement outside in fear.

But they all kept Zhao Ce's words in mind and didn't even dare to open the windows.

Lao Gu happened to arrive with his people.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he angrily said, "Catch them!"

"After you catch it, take it down the mountain!"

"Those soldiers cannot be killed, just drive them down the mountain!"

"Bah, I have always treated you with courtesy, and this is how you repay us."

At the command of Lao Gu, another group of people rushed towards this side.

The officer and the soldiers struggled to resist.

Mao Feng was also entangled by many people and he would be unable to escape for a while.

These people are not ordinary gangsters.

They are a mixture of local local soldiers and bandits, and their combat effectiveness is very strong.

Mao Feng quickly divided up some of the people and went to support him.

Because Zhao Ce is a scholar, everyone intentionally protects him in the encirclement.

The scene was chaotic.

Mao Feng knocked back the minions around him and rode over.

He shouted loudly: "Fight quickly!"

"This mountain cannot be kept for a long time. Take their leaders away, and the rest will not be cared for now!"

With Mao Feng's order, the melee became even more fierce.

Zhao Ce also sweated in his palms.

This is the first time he has seen so many people fighting with his own eyes.

And both sides are real swords and guns.

Although Lao Gu said that he could not kill these Ming troops.

But I didn't say it, I couldn't be injured.

Although there were many people on Lao Gu's side, the Ming army that came was a regular army.

Everyone was in a similar situation for a moment.

Zhao Ce looked at the person in front of him and thought, if he had escaped with people by the river that day, he would definitely not be able to escape...

This ancient man is more than I imagined.

He alone can't even be able to fight for a while...

During the melee, Zhao Ce saw from the corner of his eyes that Lao Gu was taking people, trying to go to the room Su Caier and the others wanted to go to.

Zhao Ce's eyes sterned, and he held the spear in his hand and shot straight.

"If he grasped his classmates and his little wife, he would naturally not resist!"

"Damn it, I've regretted it. Even if he sets up the equipment for us, I won't let them go."

"After this salt mine is fighting today, we can't show up again."

"I dare to cut off our financial path and think we are vegetarian!"

Lao Gu said, stretching his feet straight and kicking open the door next to him.

After one step, the room inside was empty.

There is no figure.

He looked at another room with a fierce look.

He walked over quickly and was about to kick him down.

The extended foot was suddenly hit hard.

"ah!"

Lao Gu screamed in pain and immediately couldn't stand up, lying on the ground, holding his feet.

The person following him turned to look.

Then I saw that Zhao Ce, who had been polite to them for the past few days, was looking at them with a deep look.

That look...

It was shining with a cold light, even more scary than these bandits!

The person who often delivers food to Zhao Ce and the others shivered and said, "You...you dare to hurt Lao Gu!"

Zhao Ce's voice seemed to have ice chips.
To be continued...