Other guests had already rushed up to greet him with swords and swords.
"Enemy attack!" A whistle sounded outside, and people and horses on both sides fought together. The crowd immediately shrank to the corner, not daring to raise their heads, not daring to look at the excitement.
Ling Jinbao glanced out the back window and found that the edge of the lotus lake had become a battlefield, and the battle was more intense than inside the inn.
Who dares to attack officers and soldiers on official roads?
However, there were several very strong figures by the lake, and the gangsters dressed as merchants were not their enemies. Ling Jinbao was most impressed by one of the farmers wearing a bamboo hat. This man casually threw a knife and nailed a tall and thick enemy.
On the earth wall.
Those battles were really dazzling.
At first, Ling Jinbao was just looking at the fun, but the more he watched, the more solemn his face became.
Such superb body skills and fierce murderous aura. Could it be that these are the legendary Panlong City soldiers?
Just then, a gangster rushed into the inn to avoid the officers and soldiers, and wanted to jump out of the window to escape. When he saw Ling Jinbao blocking the window, he stabbed him without saying a word.
Ling Jinbao kicked the table out directly.
His kick was so clever that the tabletop split into pieces in mid-air, wood chips flew everywhere, and almost caught the eyes of the gangster.
In just two breaths, the officers and soldiers rushed in from behind and chopped the gangster to death with two knives, and then went out to support his teammates without even looking at Ling Jinbao.
The battle started without warning and ended neatly, in just over a quarter of an hour.
The officers and soldiers who were attacked were victorious, and the gangsters who were ambushing here were killed.
The gangster leader was also taken to the small lake at the back, and the person interrogating him turned out to be the farmer wearing a bamboo hat.
Ling Jinbao had a very good ear and could hear the soldiers calling him "Commander".
Oh, so they are waiting here to stage a counter-ambush?
At this moment, a soldier noticed Ling Jinbao's prying eyes, walked over and closed the bamboo window, and then said loudly: "All the bandits who caused trouble have been captured. You can rest assured and rest."
Water bandits?
Ling Jinbao asked the old man next to him: "Old man, what kind of water bandit is he talking about?"
The old man showed a wary look: "Where are you from? You have come here and you don't even know about the Takigawa water bandits?"
"I don't care much, and I was drinking all the time..." Ling Jinbao laughed dryly, "Where are we now?"
"Then you drank a lot." The old man didn't believe it, but it didn't matter if he mentioned the place name. "We were on Qiannan Trading Road, oh, now it's called Longchuan Trading Road."
No matter what Ling Jinbao asked later, the old man didn't say anything.
At this time, there was a commotion outside. It turned out that the officers and soldiers were escorting the prisoners to the north.
The leader is of course the leader.
Ling Jinbao looked at his retreating figure and felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
It must be an illusion, he shook his head secretly. If this scene were true history, it would have happened one hundred, sixty or seventy years ago.
Can he recognize a ghost?
Chapter completed!