Chapter 29 Damn, I was careless
Looking at the group of retreating border troops, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

This was a cavalry unit, but because they entered the mountains, they abandoned their war horses.

Although they were fleeing, they had a plan for advance and retreat, and would occasionally use the terrain to launch counterattacks, which showed that they were a well-trained elite force.

However, what really caught Yang Zhengshan's attention was the leader of this border army.

He was not tall and was a little thin. He was wearing a dark brown cotton armor. On the surface, he did not seem to be outstanding, but all the soldiers were protecting him.

Moreover, this man's strength is quite good, with every move he makes, there is a burst of powerful energy.

A warrior in the acquired realm!
"Dad, they're coming!"

Just as Yang Zhengshan was guessing the identity of the leader, Yang Mingzhi next to him spoke nervously.

Yang Zhengshan stroked his inch-long beard and said, "Gather everyone and prepare for the battle!"

According to the other party's movement trajectory, they should reach the top of the mountain soon, but they should not go to Yangjia Village.

For these border troops, escaping into the mountains is undoubtedly the best option. With the help of the complex terrain in the mountains, they have a great chance of escaping the fate of total annihilation.

But once the border troops flee into the mountains, Yangjia Village will be in trouble.

Yang Zhengshan didn't think that these Hu cavalry would leave obediently after finishing their job.

Instead of waiting for these Hu cavalry to come over on their own, it is better to take advantage of the fact that there is still an elite border army and unite with the border army to eliminate these Hu cavalry.

Moreover, they can now take advantage of the terrain. The Hu cavalry have abandoned their war horses, so they can completely block this group of enemies from a high position.

After receiving Yang Zhengshan's instructions, Yang Minghao ran down the mountain while blowing a sharp whistle.

Yang Zhengshan divided the more than 100 young and strong people in Yangjia Village into three teams, each team had about 35 people. Yang Minghao did not belong to any team, but followed Yang Zhengshan to run errands.

He can't be considered a personal guard, at most he's just an errand boy.

Who made him young?

As the whistle sounded, whistles were also heard in the village.

Two short and one long whistle sounds mean gathering.

Soon, the young and strong men on guard in the village rushed towards the back mountain.

In less than three minutes, the young and strong men who were originally scattered throughout the village for defense gathered at the training ground in the back mountain.

"Minghao, what's going on?" Yang Minghui asked Yang Minghao after completing the assembly.

"Dad is waiting on the mountain, let's go there first!"

Yang Minghao didn't have time to explain and ran towards the top of the hill first.

Yang Minghui waved his hand and shouted: "Follow me, hurry up!"

By the time they reached the top of the mountain, the two sides fighting on the hillside were less than two hundred meters away from the top of the mountain.

"Line up!"

Yang Zhengshan didn't have time to waste words and gave the order directly.

At this time, the young and strong men had already seen the border troops and Hu cavalry fighting on the hillside, but they did not show any panic or fear. Instead, they were eager to try.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. These young men have been practicing martial arts since childhood and have long wanted to show their skills.

Coupled with their hard training over the past month, they are even more eager for a big battle.

Even when facing a bloody battlefield, they did not show the slightest fear.

Following Yang Zhengshan's order, more than a hundred young and strong men immediately lined up into two neat rows on the top of the hill.

Their appearance also attracted the attention of the border troops and Hu cavalry who were fighting.

Looking at the group of people wearing coarse linen clothes who suddenly appeared, Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Come on!"

She let out a roar at the top of her voice.

Perhaps because her strength was about to run out, her voice was particularly hoarse and as unpleasant as tearing rags.

"You bunch of idiots, what are you still doing here? Are you waiting to die?"

At this time, Zhou Lan was really angry, even angrier than when he was surrounded by the Hu cavalry.

She really couldn't understand why a group of people appeared here and stood on the top of the hill waiting to die.

That's right, in her eyes, the young and strong men in Yangjia Village were just a group of ordinary people. Even though they had spears in their hands, she still didn't think that this group of ordinary people had any fighting power.

Not only her, but also the Hu cavalry behind her thought the same. Seeing a group of civilians in cloth clothes, the Hu soldiers were not panicked at all, but instead showed ferocious smiles.

Just as Zhou Lan was about to rush to the top of the mountain to disperse these people first, a whooshing sound was heard.

A pistol more than one meter long flew over her head and pierced into the chest of a Hu cavalryman with a puff.

She looked up in the direction the pistol came from and saw a burly man raising the pistol and throwing it.

That’s right, this burly man is Yang Zhengshan.

His original physique was a little thin, but after several months of recuperation and nourishment, Yang Zhengshan is now a strong man with a broad back and strong arms.

His face has gained some flesh and his complexion no longer looks as pale as it did at first.

In just a few breaths, Yang Zhengshan threw out all ten pistols on his body.

Ten pistols hit six people, giving the border soldiers a moment of respite.

"Come up!" Yang Zhengshan ignored Zhou Lan's roar and shouted calmly.

Zhou Lan was stunned, her dusty face showing a hint of surprise, but she quickly reacted.

"Follow!"

Yang Zhengshan's actions have proved that these people are not ordinary villagers. Although Zhou Lan is still very worried, she cannot afford to waste time at this point.

Yang Zhengshan held the spear in his hand, staring intently at the ground below.

At this moment, he was very glad that these Hu cavalry did not carry bows and arrows. Perhaps it was because they gave up their bows and arrows when they entered the mountains, or perhaps it was because they were not good at riding and shooting. But no matter what, it was a good thing that they did not have bows and arrows.

The young and strong men in Yangjia Village had no armor to protect them, so they did not dare to face a group of enemies armed with bows and arrows.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Zhengshan dared to gather people to fight, otherwise he would rather fight a defensive battle in the village.

The enemy was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Lan had already arrived in front of Yang Zhengshan.

However, Yang Zhengshan didn't even look at her and let her walk to the back of the queue.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhengshan let out a roar.

He took a big step forward and pounced down like a wild beast, stabbing with the long spear in his hand, hitting a Hu soldier who was rushing over.

Looking down from a high place, he leaped more than ten feet high. The Hu soldier never expected that he would come so close to him all of a sudden with a ferocious smile on his face.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest as the iron spear pierced into his chest. Before he could react, the iron spear was pulled back, and then a big foot stepped on his face.

"rush!"

A loud shout rang out, and Yang Zhengshan took the lead, feeling like he was going to kill everyone in his way.

Behind him, a group of young and strong men from Yangjia Village, following their past training, formed groups of five and launched the attack separately.

At the same time, the border soldiers who had just fled turned around and interspersed among the young and strong men to support their attack.

Although there was no communication between the two parties, they cooperated surprisingly well.

Of course, this is not because the young and strong men are well-trained, but because the border soldiers in front of them are real elites. They know how to cooperate and know that this is the best time to launch a counterattack.

Compared with them, the young and strong men only rely on their passion and the simplest training, and they are still far from being the real elite.

But even so, Zhou Lan still looked at him sideways.

She never expected that a group of ordinary people would possess such fighting power.

But soon she no longer cared about the young and strong men around her. After taking a moment to catch her breath, her slightly thin figure suddenly leaped out like a cheetah, and the long sword in her hand swept out with a snow-white edge.

Just as she jumped out, Yang Zhengshan's figure flew back like a sack.

Mad, you were careless!

Yang Zhengshan held the spear across his chest, his face flushed, and he fell backwards uncontrollably.

He was really careless. He only wanted to boost the morale of the young and strong men and take the lead, but he ignored the fact that these Hu soldiers in front of him were not ordinary enemies.

Even Zhou Lan, a post-natal warrior, was forced to flee everywhere by the chase of these Hu soldiers, not to mention him, a body-building warrior who had not yet stepped into the post-natal realm.

As soon as he rushed out, a scimitar as big as a moon flew towards him, straight at his face.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held his gun in front of him, barely blocking the incoming knife.

(End of this chapter)