Chapter 13 A Group of Little Wolf Cubs

Yang Zhengshan glanced at Scar Liu lying on the ground, drew back his spear, and bravely faced the bandits who were rushing towards him.

The foundation of the Yang family's ancestral spear technique lies in the two feet. The body follows the feet, the arms follow the body, and the wrists follow the arms. They become one and the whole body forms a whole strength.

When advancing, it is sharp; when retreating, it is fast; its momentum is dangerous; its steps are short; it is as still as a mountain; when moving, it is as loud as thunder.

With Yang Zhengshan's terrifying power, he used the Yang family's spear skills, which were sharp and unstoppable. In just a breath, more than a dozen bandits fell to the ground, wailing.

At this time, no one outside the door dared to rush in, and even the remaining bandits fled in all directions like frightened birds.

Scar Liu's life or death is unknown, and more than a dozen bandits were slaughtered. Faced with such a powerful Yang Zhengshan, those bandits who bully the weak and fear the strong dare not stay here any longer.

"Jiang He, finish off the enemy!"

Yang Zhengshan threw down a sentence and rushed out with a spear in hand.

If we don't press on to win now, when will we?

Yang Zhengshan, who is determined to eradicate all evil and has already started to kill, will naturally not give up at this time.

Inside the courtyard, Jiang He and a group of other young and strong men were all in a daze.

"too strong!"

"too horrible!"

"Uncle Zhengshan killed the bandit leader!"

The group was stunned by the force displayed by Yang Zhengshan, and each of them was so shocked that they muttered to themselves.

Even Jiang Chengdu, who had lived for most of his life, was shocked to the point of being breathless.

But Jiang Cheng is an old hunter after all, and his endurance is stronger than other young people.

He walked towards the dying Scar Liu with somewhat panicked steps, raised the hatchet and chopped it hard on Scar Liu's neck.

In fact, he shouldn't have gone forward. Even if Scar Liu was dying, he shouldn't have gotten close.

If Scar Liu still has some strength left, Jiang Cheng might very well lose his life.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. The hatchet fell and embedded itself into Scar Liu's neck, but did not cut off his head.

"father!"

Jiang He reacted and quickly stepped forward to hold Jiang He.

"Be careful, they are pretending to be dead!"

Jiang He reminded, and at the same time he drew his bow and shot an arrow at the bandits on the ground.

Yang Zhengshan rushed to the gate of Jiang's house, but saw that the bandits who had gathered around him had already fled to the east of the village.

"I want to run, it's too late!"

The long spear was inserted into the mud. Yang Zhengshan pulled out two short spears from his back and rushed into the smoke with big strides.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~
One pistol after another was fired, and each pistol would take a life.

"Damn it, run!"

"That man is here!"

"Brothers, run away!"

The remaining bandits were completely frightened and fled in panic.

The dense smoke and flickering flames blocked Yang Zhengshan's vision. All ten pistols had been thrown, and Yang Zhengshan had no choice but to stop and pick up two long guns.

When he paused, the remaining bandits had already fled to Jiangjia Village.

The bandits rushed to the smoke-filled Jiangjia Village, looked at the misty sky and earth, and were filled with surprise at having survived the disaster. Unfortunately, this surprise did not last long.

"There are thieves there!"

A shout rang out.

Then there was a noisy sound of footsteps and shouts.

"Don't panic, don't panic, follow me closely!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In the misty smoke, shadowy figures raised spears and rushed towards the bandits who had just escaped.

When Yang Zhengshan walked out of Jiangjia Village, he happened to see Yang Zhengxiang leading the young men from Yangjia Village to kill people everywhere.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

Although the young men in Yangjia Village had never been to the battlefield and had never experienced killing, they had all practiced martial arts and had imagined themselves killing everyone on the battlefield.

Therefore, facing the current situation, their mentality is different from that of the young and strong people in Jiangjia Village.

They were excited and howling, rushing forward like wolf cubs. If it weren't for Yang Zhengxiang's restraint, they might have already rushed to the front.

The few bandits who escaped were stabbed all over their bodies with bloody holes in a moment.

"I killed one! Haha~~cough cough~~" Yang Chengxu held the bloody spear and laughed excitedly, but he seemed to have forgotten the smoke around him and started coughing.

"Zhengshan!" Yang Zhengxiang was still calm and had been observing his surroundings. He saw a figure holding two pistols coming out of the fireworks and shouted uncertainly.

"Clan leader, it's me!"

The smoke filled the air and the vision was obstructed. In order to avoid any misunderstanding, Yang Zhengshan replied quickly.

"Uncle Zhengshan!" "Grandpa Zhengshan!"

Seeing Yang Zhengshan, the young men in Yangjia Village became even more excited.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Yang Zhengxiang walked quickly forward and looked at Yang Zhengshan.

"No!" Yang Zhengshan shook his head.

Seeing that he looked normal, Yang Zhengxiang was relieved. "How is the situation?"

Yang Zhengshan said with a heavy face: "Let's go over there first!"

He saved Jiang Cheng's family, but many people in Jiangjia Village died at the hands of the bandits.

A group of people followed Yang Zhengshan into Jiangjia Village.

The fire was still burning and the smoke was still everywhere.

"Father-in-law!"

"Patriarch Yang!"

When Jiang Cheng saw Yang Zhengshan and Yang Zhengxiang, his eyes became red.

"Brother, let's put out the fire first!" Yang Zhengshan didn't say much, just said it simply.

Jiang Cheng and Yang Zhengxiang nodded and immediately asked their young men to put out the fire and save people.

The fire lasted for a day and a night and was not completely extinguished until dawn the next day.

Most of Jiangjia Village was engulfed by the fire, leaving only a few houses around Jiang Cheng's home relatively intact.

When the morning light fell again, the entire Jiangjia Village seemed to be pressed down by a huge mountain, so heavy that it made people breathless.

At the entrance of the village, rows of corpses were laid out on the open ground. There were white-haired old men, young children with buns on their heads, and many other dead souls buried in the ashes.

Next to them, there were more than thirty bodies piled together in a mess. They were the bodies of bandits.

"It's so tragic! Alas~~" Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Yang Zhengxiang sighed sadly.

Yang Zhengshan took a deep breath. In such a situation, he didn't know what to say or do.

Any words of comfort seem pale and powerless at this time.

He could only stand quietly by and watch the villagers immersed in grief.

Afterwards, Jiangjia Village held a simple funeral and moved all the bodies of the villagers to the back mountain for burial.

As for the bodies of the bandits, Jiang Cheng has already sent someone to report to the authorities, and the county government will naturally arrange people to deal with them.

Especially Scar Liu, he is the person on the wanted list and has a bounty of three hundred taels on him, which should belong to Yang Zhengshan.

However, Yang Zhengshan did not stay in Jiangjia Village waiting for the officials from the county government. With Yang Zhengxiang and Jiang Cheng around, his reward would not be small, unless the county government was unwilling to give it.

After speaking briefly to Yang Zhengshan and Jiang Cheng, Yang Zhengshan took Yang Yunyan back to Yangjia Village.

Although the bandits have been eliminated, Jiangjia Village is still a mess. Yang Yunyan is pregnant again, and Yang Zhengshan is really worried about her staying here, so he has to take her back to the Yang family first.

With Wang, Li and the youngest daughter taking care of her, Yang Yunyan could live a more peaceful life in the Yang family.

Sitting on the ox cart, Yang Yunyan's face was a little pale. She was shocked and scared for the whole day and night, and she has not recovered yet.

Yang Mingcheng drove the ox cart, and Yang Zhengshan followed behind. Looking at Yang Yunyan's face, he comforted her, "Okay, you are still pregnant, don't think too much, and have a good sleep when you get home."

He was actually not very good at comforting people, and the person he was comforting was his adopted daughter, but seeing Yang Yunyan's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but want to comfort her.

Speaking of which, Yang Yunyan is only sixteen years old now, and in her previous life she was just a junior high school student.

Twenty-eight-year-old Yang Zhengshan is a bit of an underdog to be her father, but he is more than qualified to be her uncle.

"Dad, I'm fine!" Yang Yunyan forced a smile and said.

"Oh, by the way, have you finished the cotton-padded jacket I asked you to make before?" Yang Zhengshan didn't know how to comfort her, so he had to change the subject.

"It's done, I've already taken it!" Yang Yunyan said, pointing to the bag next to her.

"That's perfect. The weather has been getting colder these past two days. I'll send it to your grandparents tomorrow." Yang Zhengshan said.

"Have you finished making all the winter clothes for the family?" Yang Yunyan's attention shifted to worrying about her mother's family.

Yang Zhengshan smiled and said, "Your eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law have prepared winter clothes for the family, but I accepted two apprentices some time ago, and they don't have winter clothes yet."

"Tomorrow, ask your eldest brother to go to the county town and buy some more cotton and cotton cloth. You can stay at home for a few more days and make two sets of winter clothes for them."

"Dad accepted a disciple?" Yang Yunyan looked surprised.

"Yes, I accepted two apprentices."

The two chatted casually and soon returned to Yangjia Village.

Compared to Jiangjia Village, which is immersed in grief, Yangjia Village is as peaceful and calm as ever.

After arriving home, Yang Yunyan received care and attention from her entire family, which calmed her frightened heart.

However, the Yang family had too few houses and no extra room for Yang Yunyan to live alone, so she had to squeeze together with Yang Yunxue and Wang Daya.

Looking at the lively family, Yang Zhengshan felt at ease.

However, the two older grandsons seemed a little afraid of him. Yang Chengye, who was always lively and active, did not dare to approach him, as if he was not their grandfather but a ferocious beast.

Children are the most sensitive. Yang Zhengshan, who had just killed someone, was still surrounded by a faint murderous aura. Although his heart had calmed down, the bloody murderous aura had not yet completely dissipated.

Yang Zhengshan didn't care. He couldn't control the murderous aura yet, so he could only use time to slowly eliminate the murderous aura from his body.

(End of this chapter)