For more than half a month since Ying Tianfu escaped, Zhao Cheng had never been so angry a day.

Maybe someone preys on the villagers and oppresses the people,

Or maybe someone acts recklessly and embezzles public wealth,

Or there are pawned wives and daughters, struggling to survive......

Although all this also made Zhao Cheng angry, it was far less than at this moment.

A lot of things are like this:

has nothing to do with himself, and has no connection, no matter how fierce the fire is, he treats it indifferently;

It is directly related to oneself, or indirectly related, even if it is just starving at night, it is more important than the birth, old age, sickness and death of others.

Most people see the world through a filter.

Zhao Cheng also wore a filter, but the filtering effect was not so strong.

There are many things that cannot be solved without solving the fundamental problems.

It's like the absolute poverty of the Xia people since ancient times!

The fundamental problem is the serious backwardness of the level of productivity.

The second fundamental problem is the problem of the social system.

Zhao Cheng understands very well that in this special period of the Ming Dynasty, it is basically impossible to achieve a huge change in the social system.

The only way to make a big difference in a short period of time is to increase productivity.

Zhao Cheng's 200 million watts of brain were running rapidly, but anger and impulsiveness still suppressed reason and reason.

On the night Zhang Mushroom Liang died, he went crazy and turned into a murderous demon king.

And at this moment, the innocent and tragic death of the old storyteller also angered him.

For this reason, do not hesitate to kill!

Save bullets?

Save fart bullets!

Some people, some things, just want to send down to the underworld and Hades as companions.

How can you let Lord Yama be lonely and helpless?

Right!

"Dada~"

Zhao Cheng shot directly and no longer hesitated.

Countless enemies and weapons are buried outside the temple, but none of them matter.

He just wants to beat the and the two tigers!

Then look for an opportunity and kill it.

With a submachine gun in hand, the world is in my hands!

Although Zhao Cheng is a person, in this Hongwu period, which is almost in the era of cold weapons, he also has the majestic momentum of thousands of troops and horses, and his bravery is unparalleled.

After Zhao Cheng took out the terrifying artifact, Mao Erhu took it upon himself and hid behind the crowd.

He has done all the bad things for His Majesty the Emperor, and now he doesn't enjoy much wealth and wealth, how can he charge into battle as a hero (×) and cannon fodder (✓)!

Under the suppression of such firepower, as strong as Mao Erhu and fierce as Jinyiwei, he could only temporarily avoid the edge and retreat step by step.

But it's a pity, Zhao Cheng stared at him!

Mr. Zhou was just an ordinary storyteller, but he was arrested by Mao Erhu to provoke him.

Obviously, Jin Yiwei's plan succeeded.

Zhao Cheng did not hide his anger, and he was not afraid of the enemy's open guns and dark arrows, and he slammed into it, wanting to kill Mao Erhu.

This guy is looking for death, Zhao Cheng naturally wants to fulfill him!

He has broken the taboo and must be atoneted with death!

Zhao Cheng stared at Mao Erhu, concentrated his firepower, and constantly launched attacks.

The sound of thuds and thuds kept going on, and I finished firing one magazine after another.

There is no sword and sword, and there is no white knife in and red knife out,

Only the flower light belt roared, and bullets constantly penetrated the heavy defenses, penetrated the human body, and rushed out of blood.

After fighting Zhao Cheng a few times, Mao Erhu also mastered some skills, and he was much more shrewd than before.

He has been hiding behind the crowd, holding a shield in his hand to protect the vital points, and he is also wearing gold silk soft armor, and his defense is not weak.

The so-called gold silk soft armor is not armor made of gold.

It is a kind of metal with strong toughness, which is formed by special forging techniques to form metal lines like silk.

After superb weaving methods, it is made into a powerful defensive inner armor.

Legend has it that this kind of inner armor defense is unparalleled, invulnerable, and is a prestigious defensive artifact in the rivers and lakes.

However, due to the scarcity of materials, the complex production process, the forging technology requirements are extremely high, and the number is only a handful.

In order to put an end to the "traitor Zhao Cheng", Zhu Chongba took it out of the treasury and handed it over to Mao Erhu for use.

His determination to kill Zhao Cheng is self-evident!

Zhao Cheng died, Mao Erhu lived.

If Zhao Cheng doesn't die, then he Mao Erhu doesn't have to live.

Zhao Cheng was armed with a submachine gun, and he suppressed a group of brocade guards by himself.

Although they have firearms, their effective attack range has been widened, making them difficult to use and becoming targets for movement.

Originally, Mao Erhu and others rushed forward, and they were very close to Zhao Cheng.

But after Zhao Cheng killed the sweeping monk, Jinyiwei failed to attack, which missed the opportunity.

The main thing is that Zhao Cheng is always vigilant, even if he is seriously injured by a sneak attack, he never relaxes.

Nor can he let up.

In this era, in this environment, the slightest carelessness will lead to death without a place to be buried.

How dare Zhao Cheng not do his best?

Mao Erhu's ability to adapt to changes was insufficient, and he couldn't grasp the opportunity, so he could only follow the plan.

Only then did Mr. Zhou contain Zhao Cheng, delay time, and deploy weapons to people outside.

He counted the time, and then found an opportunity to kill the old man, wanting to provoke Zhao Cheng.

Once he is angry, loses his mind, and is not rational enough, it will be time for them to send him down to see the big brother of Hades!

Mao Erhu and the others were retreating, and they retreated to the door in just two minutes.

But at this moment, in the sky above the Daxiong Treasure Hall, countless sharp arrows were flying.

"Beware of the sky~"

Shen Zhuo noticed the rain of arrows in the sky, and quickly ran towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall beside him, and at the same time reminded Zhao Cheng, hoping to attract his attention.

The sky is full of arrows and rain, and such a terrifying scene can be seen, that is, the backward era of cold weapons.

In the next few decades and hundreds of years, thermal weapons will officially appear on the stage of the times, and these things will be retired from the army.

Zhao Cheng didn't retreat, he was wearing protective equipment, and it was difficult for ordinary hot weapons to hurt him, let alone these cold weapons?

Not all of this rain of arrows was shooting at him, and the pressure was not great!

Zhao Cheng was furious, and the evil qi in his chest was difficult to exclude, and he had to kill the Mao Erhu in order to comfort the old gentleman's spirit in the sky.

can also make him feel a little better!

He dodged and pursued at the same time, and he must not let Mao Erhu escape.

"It's almost auspicious, little marquis, get ready to hit the road!"

Mao Erhu stood behind the crowd, and his subordinates handed over a gunpowder bag, he took out the fire fold, and it burned with a light blow.

After igniting the gunpowder pack, he immediately threw it towards Zhao Cheng.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there were no real thermal weapons, and the use of gunpowder was extremely primitive, and the use of gunpowder was also extremely backward.

But there are really quite a few such explosives packages.

It is of unparalleled importance in the large-scale war of siege.

In addition, cannons and the like are also indispensable weapons.

However, due to technical and other problems, the power is not great, and the destructive power is far from being comparable with modern thermal weapons.

It was not until the middle and late Ming Dynasty that the red-coated cannon appeared, which greatly improved the military combat power of the Ming Dynasty.

But now, the military strength is still competing with the number of soldiers and the quality of mass-produced weapons.

Unlike hundreds of years later, the quality of soldiers and the precision and destructive power of high-precision weapons are contested.

Of course, even if it was just a superficial use of gunpowder, Zhao Cheng did not dare to despise it.

When he saw Mao Erhu lighting the gunpowder bag, he moved quickly to dodge.

Although Zhao Cheng was wearing armor, he didn't dare to underestimate explosives.

That's dynamite, after all.

He is mortal in the flesh, how can he resist hard?

The artillery and explosives of this era, Zhao Cheng has also seen it.

It appeared in the fierce battle of Zhao Cheng's escape from Yingtianfu Night Rain, but the role was not well played.

One is because of the weather.

The second is environmental reasons.

After all, it is an imperial city, and once artillery and explosives are used on a large scale, it is easy to expand the incident, and the gains outweigh the losses.

But now it's different.

If today's clear air is clear, and it is still in a relatively remote place such as the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, Jinyiwei has nothing to worry about!

In a few hundred years, this place will develop into a modern city, and it will also be a scenic area of historical civilization, which is extremely lively.

Unfortunately, it is now the thirteenth year of Hongwu, and although the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is adjacent to the Yangtze River, it is also remote.

"Bang~"

The explosive pack leaps and explodes violently before it hits the ground.

Zhao Cheng dodged in time, but it didn't have much impact.

But the arrows rained down from the sky, and he couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced in the left shoulder by an arrow feather.

"Ugh!"

Zhao Cheng held back the pain, snorted and quickly retreated.

Looks like these guys are really prepared!

Zhao Cheng's expression became solemn, and the arrows in the sky rained constantly, almost sealing the possibility of escaping in the air.

Outside the walls of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there must be heavy soldiers in ambush, and it is not easy to rush out.

Zhao Cheng held on to the pain in his arm and began to retreat strategically, maybe the Daxiong Treasure Hall would be a temporary haven.

In the past more than a month of escaping, Zhao Cheng has maintained high-intensity training, and his physical fitness has improved a lot.

Now with the help of the equipment on his body, he can walk like a fly with hundreds of pounds of items.

Although Zhao Cheng retreated tactically, the attack did not stop.

Not only him, but also the brocade guards are launching a fierce attack.

Since Mao Erhu threw out the first explosive bag, more and more explosive bags flew over the wall, overwhelming the sky, and the rain of arrows reflected each other, which was quite gorgeous.

Such scenes are so gorgeous!

"Bang~"

"Bump!"

"Bang!"

The explosions were heard one after another, as if the artillery was burning like a world war, as if the vast ground was shaking with the explosions.

"Boom~"

Zhao Cheng's speed was not slow, but explosives bags flew in the sky, and a bag of explosives exploded overhead, causing bursts of tinnitus under the violent sound.

Even he himself was hit by the aftermath of the explosion and almost lost his feet.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but curse in his heart, the degree of crisis this time was no weaker than the madness of that rainy night.

Even, heavier than that!

Due to the existence of heavy rain, Yingtianfu's gunpowder and artillery were not affected a lot, and the threat to Zhao Cheng was relatively small.

But now that they are under siege, there is no help from the night rain.

"Hiss~"

Zhao Cheng put away the submachine gun and began to run at full speed, enduring the severe pain on the way, gritting his teeth and pulling out the sharp arrow on his arm.

The sharp pain and slight paralyzing effect from the wound were clearly poisoned.

"Brother, here~"

Shen Zhuo looked at Zhao Cheng and waved his hand quickly, wanting to summon him over to take shelter temporarily.

There was no one in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and when Zhao Cheng confronted the sweeping monks, the monks and pilgrims had already left, but a man-made disaster from heaven was avoided.

Shen Xuan looked at the rain of arrows and explosives in the sky, and suddenly gritted his teeth and rushed out, he wanted to help Zhao Cheng, although he didn't need help at all.

But at least, it can make Shen Yu's guilty heart feel better.

"Roll~"

Zhao Cheng didn't appreciate it at all, and after roaring angrily, he directly turned around and ran to the other side, the Daxiong Treasure Hall was very large, covering an area of four hundred square meters, and the height was close to twenty meters.

He instantly took out a climbing rope and hung it on the eaves of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Then he exerted his strength violently, jumped up, and with the help of the advanced equipment on his body, he stepped on several walls and climbed up.

I didn't have time to rest, so I continued to run along the eaves of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The roof of this Daxiong Treasure Hall is a two-story structure, and Zhao Cheng is looking for an opportunity to jump under the eaves of the second floor while dodging.

"Bang~"

Zhao Cheng exerted his strength violently, smashed through the green tile, and entered the main hall, he grabbed the building pillow and sat cross-legged in a relatively secret position.

Then quickly take out the medicine bag, treat the wound on the arm, and directly splash alcohol to disinfect......

This kind of heartache is almost dead and alive.

After bandaging his wounds, Zhao Cheng mentally looked around to prevent the group of guys from suddenly coming in.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Mao Erhu watched Zhao Cheng's figure disappear, and immediately issued an order to implement the second plan.

Bury the treasure hall and dig a tomb for Zhao Cheng!