Looking at the malicious constables and yamen runners around him, Peng Datong didn't understand what these people were thinking. He took a few steps back silently, then turned around and walked into the alley not far away with the four people around him. The dark night quickly swallowed their figures.

"Catching Feng, should we report to Lord Dian Li? If what these people say is true, we will not be able to explain it."

A detective asked the captain.

In addition to Ding Quan, Yinyang County has not established county magistrates and county magistrates and other assistants. Therefore, Yang Jun, the official in charge, is equivalent to the second-in-command and has great power. These constables and yamen runners are all locals, so naturally they all act according to Yang Jun's expression.

"Well, it makes sense. You can report it. You can also send a few people to keep an eye on those guys. Don't let them ruin the adults' interest."

"yes!"

In the alley, Peng Datong sat in the corner, looking faintly at the door of the restaurant in front, waiting for the opportunity.

"Brother, after rushing for such a long time, you are injured again. Let's take a break first and we can just stare at it."

A man next to him advised.

"It doesn't matter, I'm fine."

Peng Datong waved his hand, and the scene of his hand in danger was still in front of him, so he had no intention of rest.

"Look, everyone, a team of people is coming. It seems that they are definitely big shots. Could it be Liu Feng?"

On the street in the distance, a fire dragon approached from a distance. More than twenty cavalrymen, wearing a team of black-armored soldiers with distinctive armor, walked in neat steps, held a torch and came to the restaurant gate.

At this time, at the gate, the official Yang Jun had already brought a large group of people to greet him. Looking at the panic-armored army in front of him, he didn't dare to breathe.

"This elite force should be the Black Armored Army. You can't make a mistake. Let's go, let's go!"

Peng Datong pondered for a moment and immediately stood up.

When they were about to rush out, the constables and yamen runners who were originally scattered around quickly gathered over and blocked their way.

"Stop! What do you want to do?"

"Get out!"

Faced with these constables holding long swords and killing sticks, Peng Datong did not give in this time, and roared, "Run over!"

The eyes lit up a few Chinese characters around him, and he shouted, "Yes!"

As if they had been working countless times, the four of them surrounded Peng Datong, and they were opening the way in front, protecting them on both sides, and charging forward.

"superior!"

Looking at the five men rushing over, the dozen or so constables and yamen runners were not willing to be outdone, and they all drew out their weapons and met them.

Two groups of people collided hard, and a constable who rushed in front looked at the man rushing towards him coldly, and slashed down with one knife. But the rapid slash was easily avoided by the other party. Then he felt a strong force coming from his stomach, and his whole body was curled up into a shrimp, slumped to the ground, losing its combat power.

A yamen runner next to him was holding a long stick and saw the constable falling to the ground. He raised the long stick and was about to help, but suddenly felt a gust of wind in his head and then he lost consciousness.

The moment the two sides contacted, four people fell down from the constable and yamen runners.

Although they had the advantage of numbers and weapons, they found that the other party was slippery and rushed left and right in the crowd, which made them unable to play the advantage of numbers for a while. There were always a limited number of people who could attack the other party.

In this way, Peng Datong supported himself in the middle, and the other four people were facing the enemy outside, like a rotating top, moving and turning around. With such a strange formation, and cooperation with each other, they cooperated with each other.

In just a moment, Peng Datong and the others knocked down seven or eight people and rushed out to intercept them.

At the beginning, the situation here had already alarmed the people at the entrance of the restaurant. The official Yang Jun looked gloomy with a gloomy face as if water could drip out. He pulled out a smile and said to Yang Zong and others in front of him, "General Yang and all the captains, please come to the seat."

"Don't hurry, let them come!"

Yang Zongxiao looked at the five people strode towards here with interest. The formation they had just formed just now made him a little concerned. If such a formation formed a military formation, I wonder how powerful it is?

When the five were ten steps away from Yang Zong, they were stopped by a team of spearmen holding shields. From these black-armored soldiers with large shields and spears, they seemed to smell a smell of blood. They felt a terrified heart and stopped immediately, not daring to break through as hard as before.

"Peng Datong, the White Lotus Army, asked to see the Black Armor Army take charge of the plate if you have something to do!"

Peng Datong bowed to Yang Zong behind him.

"Bai Lian Army? People from Fan You, Gaohe Mansion?"

Hearing this, Yang Zong felt a little moved. He still knew something about the situation in Gaohe Mansion. Fan You was originally a Buddhist disciple, but later he violated the precepts and was expelled from the wall because of an affair with a widow. However, with his martial arts, he quickly gathered a group of strong men and occupied the mountain as the king.

Later, Chen Sheng's uprising caused a lot of controversy in Jizhou. They also went down the mountain to kill the black cow and white horses, vowed to the heaven and earth, and rebelled against Qian, calling themselves the "White Lotus Army".

"What's wrong with you looking for my lord's office?"

Hearing this, Peng Datong immediately realized that the middle-aged general in front of him was not the person he was looking for.

However, in front of him, the other party's status in the Black Armor Army is not low, so he said: "My family's Zhangpan was besieged by the Northern Wei army. As long as the Black Armor Army is willing to send troops to rescue him, my family's Zhangpan is willing to surrender to the Black Armor Army and accept you as the main leader!"

As soon as these words were said, the people around were shocked and they began to discuss them one by one.

Yang Zong's eyes flashed, and looked at Peng Datong and asked, "I'm a little curious. Why don't you directly surrender to the Northern Wei Dynasty when you take the plate, but instead look for the distance?"

"this--"

Peng Datong hesitated for a moment and said, "This involves a private matter in my family's hands. I can only tell you that the palm of the hands. In short, I guarantee that my family's hands are sincerely surrendered."

They had no choice. If they could surrender to the Northern Wei Dynasty, they would have surrendered long ago, and they would not have had to stand there.

At this time, Liu Feng, who was heading to the restaurant road, suddenly received a letter sent from the north. There were only a few numbers on the letter, "The white lotus has a fine work!"

"White Lotus? Is the White Lotus Army?"

When he saw this letter, he was a little confused. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him, right? It wasn't that he had a detailed work here.

At this moment, the Jinyiwei Baihu beside him suddenly remembered something and whispered to Liu Feng: "Report to the Lord, half an hour ago, the people from the factory guards found five people coming from Gaohe Mansion, suspected to be from the White Lotus Army, but they have not yet confirmed it."

"So that's it, that makes sense. Since I can't confirm it, I'll just cut it, huh--"

As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, the system that had not been moving recently suddenly popped up a task box in front of him.
Chapter completed!