Robbing the village?

Thinking of Zhu Houzhao now mingling with a group of thieves, an Jinyiwei couldn't help but ask nervously: "Xiao, is Xiao Yu in that group of thieves?"

After hearing his words, Xie Qianhu quickly scolded: "What are you talking nonsense?"

"I am the orthodox heir of the Ming Dynasty. How could I do unjust things to the people?"

The Jinyiwei also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he stopped talking.

Zhao Ce asked again: "Did you see Your Highness?"

The Jinyiwei who came to report shook his head: "No."

"The other party doesn't seem to have many people, only about twenty."

Twenty people.

The Jinyiwei around Zhao Ce is about the same number.

Those who rob families are generally not regular soldiers.

The Jinyiwei is basically hereditary, and they all look tall and big, and have practiced martial arts since childhood.

Zhao Ce directly squeezed his horse's belly and said, "Let's go."

"Catch those people and ask if there is any news about His Highness."

......

At this time, smoke from the village was everywhere.

There were constant crying for help and cries.

A group of thieves dressed in red were looting around in this village.

Many houses in the village were on fire, and the men who surrendered to save their families were driven aside, watching the homes of other people in their village burned down with red eyes.

From time to time, miserable screams from women came.

A thief who was guarding spit on the ground.

"Damn it, I'm watching a group of tough men here, but they're playing with women."

"How come this is different from what you agreed to do?"

"After I go back, I must talk about this with Master Zhao. Next time I will go to play with women!"

After the man said this, the two men who were also guarding each other agreed.

Several men who were hijacked hugged their families, clenched their fists in anger, and did not dare to speak.

This group of thieves claimed to be the leader of the Heavenly King.

After entering their village, the man abducted him, the woman raped him or killed him.

Almost half of the houses in the village are on fire now.

A man holding his own child finally couldn't help it.

He said angrily: "Who are you all? Are you not afraid of the officers and soldiers of the court?"

The thief in the leader said "hey".

"What are the officers and soldiers of the imperial court?"

"I am the front camp of the four emperors of the Song Mansion, King Zhao, and the national teacher gave him the Vajra cover to protect his body."

"Why are you afraid of the officers and soldiers of the court?"

As he said that, he was intrigued.

He said proudly: "Our national master said that he gave us the indestructible body of Vajra."

"Even swords, guns, artillery, all of them will not harm us at all!"

“…”

Just finished speaking.

"Swoosh!"

A hidden arrow flew from the air, right in the middle of the eyebrows.

A stream of warm blood flowed down from the eyebrows and flowed down from the root of the mountain.

Tick.

The thief widened his eyes and felt his blood dripping from his chin.

He stared at a group of people not far away.

Before everyone beside him could react, several hidden arrows shot over again.

Although it is not the arrow hitting the gate, it is also a perfect shot.

"ah!"

The people who were shot were covered in wounds and shouted.

This incident happened unexpectedly.

Some of the hijacked people also didn't react.

The sound of horse hooves sounded rapidly.

It arrived in front of everyone in an instant.

The villagers raised their heads and saw a tall man with a group of tall guards next to them.

The man looked down and glanced at the wailing people on the ground.

"Catched."

"If you are dead, you don't have to waste the injury medicine, just finish the surgery."

"Those who are not dead, let them explain and make plans."

The Jinyiwei beside him put the crossbow arrows in his hands and got off the horse with weapons.

Some people are responsible for catching the people in front of them, while others go to the village to stop the rest of the looting people.

After Zhao Ce got off the horse, he saw two more thieves with mild injuries.

He lifted his foot and walked over.

Passing by the thief who was just in the middle of Xie Qianhu's eyebrows, Zhao Ce couldn't help but take a look.

My eyes were wide open, and I seemed to have never figured out why I went there so easily until I died.

The Jinyiwei next to him whispered: "Is it a Vajra cover?"

"You believe the nonsense of the White Lotus Sect, and you will die with one arrow."

The villagers beside him knelt on the ground, their eyes full of joy of surviving the disaster.

"Sir, are you sent by the imperial court to save us?"

Zhao Ce nodded and looked at the two thieves.

"Who sent you here?"

The two people who were questioned had no backbone either.

It seemed that the incident was broken by the Vajra just now, and it was also very scared.

Zhao Cecai asked, and the two of them said everything they knew.

"I, we are all sent by King Zhao."

"He is rectifying the large army, and we are going to meet him."

"When we passed this village, we saw that we were not far from our destination, so we started to rob."

"If there are too many robberies, King Zhao will give us a higher official..."

"Good man, please spare me!"

"You spare us, we will take you to see King Zhao!"

King Zhao?

Zhao Ce asked curiously: "What King Zhao?"

One person replied: "Zhao King Zhao Jinglong!"

"I call myself the four emperors of the Central Song Prefecture of China, Ren Miao and Zhao!"

"He is a descendant of the Emperor of Zhao Song and is a person who wants to continue the great Song Dynasty!"

The Great Song Dynasty...

The Song Dynasty has been dead for so long, so what kind of country can continue?

And the number this person gave him is indeed quite fooling people.
To be continued...