Chapter 30 Casualties
After flying back more than ten steps, Yang Zhengshan finally supported his body with the butt of his gun.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Yang Minghao, who had been staring at Yang Zhengshan, saw him flying back and hurried forward and asked worriedly.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the bearded man who had just stabbed him.

His hand touched the gun, and his expression became more solemn.

This iron spear was brought back from the army by the original owner. It is not a standard weapon in the army, nor is it a magical weapon. It is a weapon carefully made by a craftsman.

He has been using this spear since he came to this world. He did not take good care of it and often used it to poke rocks and earth walls, but the spear had never been damaged.

However, today, just by being cut by someone, the spear in his hand was bent, and there was a deep knife mark on the spear. His spear was almost cut off.

With just one strike, he was almost killed instantly!
Yang Zhengshan let out a long breath.

His eyes moved to the slightly thinner figure.

The blade was as sharp as a rainbow, fierce and domineering, and it actually suppressed the bearded man.

His eyes flickered, and Yang Zhengshan thought to himself: "Sure enough, with my current strength, I am not qualified to fight against a post-natal warrior!"

Seeing that Zhou Lan could deal with the bearded man, Yang Zhengshan was slightly relieved.

“Give me the gun!”

Having said that, without waiting for Yang Minghao to react, he snatched the spear from his hand.

The bent iron spear was no longer usable, so he could only use Yang Minghao's wooden spear.

Iron spears are very expensive. There are only two iron spears in the whole Yangjia Village, one in the hands of Yang Zhengshan and one in the hands of Yang Zhengxiang. Ordinary villagers can't afford iron spears at all, and can only use long spears with hardwood poles.

Yang Zhengshan was used to using an iron spear, so he felt a little uncomfortable using a hardwood spear, but fortunately it didn't have much impact.

Waving his spear, Yang Zhengshan rushed into the battlefield again.

At this time, the battle had entered a white-hot stage, with screams and shouts of killing being heard everywhere.

The young and strong men of Yangjia Village, the border army soldiers, and the Hu soldiers fought fiercely together.

The border troops are elite, the Hu soldiers are fierce, and the young and strong men in Yangjia Village are full of passion and are ready to fight.

Although the young and strong men of Yangjia Village were far inferior to the Hu soldiers in terms of martial arts, they had the advantage of being able to wait for the opportunity to tire out, and they cooperated and supported each other.

For a while, the three parties were fighting fiercely.

After leaving the bearded warrior to Zhou Lan, Yang Zhengshan began to clean out the warriors among the Hu tribe.

Under the acquired conditions, he is almost invincible.

His strong physique, terrifying power, and occasional bursts of energy are enough for him to deal with any warrior in the Body Tempering Realm.

The battle did not last too long, just a quarter of an hour, and the bearded man was defeated.

"retreat!"

The bearded man was very decisive. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he immediately ordered a retreat without any hesitation.

Seeing the enemy retreat, the young and strong men in Yangjia Village shouted excitedly, and some even chased after them.

"Don't chase the desperate enemy, come back here!"

Yang Zhengshan hurriedly stopped those young people who were blinded by their passion.

These guys are getting a little carried away.

At this time, the hilltop was covered in pools of blood, with hundreds of corpses lying on the ground, broken limbs and arms everywhere, and the smell of blood was thick in the air.

After the excitement, there was bleakness and silence.

The young and strong men of Yangjia Village experienced such a bloody battle for the first time. After the excitement faded, they were replaced by a pale face.

They stood there in a daze, staring at their companion lying on the ground.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and carry the injured back!"

Yang Zhengshan didn't care about anything else and shouted loudly.

After his reminder, the young and strong people finally reacted and carried the injured towards Yangjia Village.

On the other side, the border troops were also cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded.

"May I ask your name, brave warrior?" Zhou Lan came in front of Yang Zhengshan and asked with a fist.

Yang Zhengshan clasped his fists in return, "Yang Zhengshan from Yangjia Village greets the general!"

"Yangjia Village!" Zhou Lan looked down the mountain and nodded slightly, "Thank you for your help!"

The two did not say much. After greeting each other, they both got busy. Although the battle was over, there were still many things waiting for them to deal with.

Yang Zhengshan only participated in the battle on the top of the hill, while Zhou Lan and his men fled for more than ten miles, fighting and retreating along the way, leaving behind a lot of corpses and wounded people, who all needed them to deal with.

Zhou Lan and his companions did not enter the village, but rested temporarily on the hillside.

Yang Zhengshan ignored them and ran back to the village in a hurry.

"How's it going!"

Coming from the open space at the entrance of the village, he asked Yang Zhengxiang.

"Six people died, twelve were seriously injured, and twenty-three were slightly injured!" Yang Zhengshan said with a very heavy expression.

Yang Zhengshan trembled all over. He had expected that there would be casualties in this battle, and the casualties would be considerable. But when the time came, he still felt it was a little difficult to bear.

But now is not the time to feel uncomfortable, he turned and ran into the kitchen, got a bucket, and took out all the existing spiritual spring water.

There are only three bowls in total.

"Feed them some water first!"

Yang Zhengshan didn't care about anyone else and distributed three bowls of spiritual spring water to the twelve seriously injured people.

The spiritual spring water has the effect of healing injuries, but it cannot change one's fate. All he can do is to try his best and leave the rest to fate.

However, Yangjia Village has no shortage of herbs for treating external injuries.

Medicine and martial arts are inseparable. Although there are no great doctors in Yangjia Village, many people can treat bruises and injuries.

As for calling a doctor, that's simply not possible now.

When the Hu people entered the country, people were in panic and no one dared to run around. Even the county town was sealed off. Even if they wanted to see a doctor, there was no place to go.

After Yang Zhengshan finished his work, he noticed a burst of crying sounds coming from all around him.

Separation of life and death!
Six deaths in battle means that six households have lost their loved ones, and twelve serious injuries means that twelve households are in worry and sorrow.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the crying villagers and his heart became heavier.

Yang Zhengxiang came up to him at some point and patted his shoulder, "It's not your fault!"

"Of course I know, don't blame me. If we don't fight this, those Hu cavalry will attack our village in no time!"

"This battle is not for myself, but for everyone!"

Yang Zhengshan shook his head and spoke softly.

He did not feel guilty about it. Perhaps he had some selfish motives, but he believed that everything he did was for Yangjia Village and for the Yang family.

But not feeling guilty does not mean not being sad. Many young lives were lost, and they were all young men he was familiar with. He usually called him Uncle Zhengshan and Grandpa Zhengshan.

They were so young, the youngest was only sixteen years old, but they left this world just like that.

"Chief, they all sacrificed themselves for Yangjia Village." Yang Zhengshan said solemnly.

"I understand!" Yang Zhengxiang said.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly and said, "Patriarch, what I mean is that Yangjia Village should provide compensation to the victims, and should be filial to their parents and raise their wives and children."

Yang Zhengxiang stroked his graying beard and said, "That's how it should be, but~~"

He didn't say the rest, but Yang Zhengshan understood his dilemma.

The Yang family has no family property, so how should they pay the compensation?
Let other tribesmen join in?
This is obviously not possible, as everyone is living in poverty and has no money at all.

Moreover, once this is done, it is likely to cause some unnecessary conflicts and may make other tribesmen more hostile to the relatives of the victims.

"There's nothing we can do now, but we can't forget their sacrifices. We'll compensate them when we have our own property in the future!"

"We must also take good care of their parents, wives and children, and never allow anyone to bully them!"

Yang Zhengshan said solemnly.

Although the Yang family is relatively united, it does not mean that there are no sinister people in the family.

It is not uncommon for people to eat up the entire family and bully the elderly, the weak and the young.

Yang Zhengshan could not change what had happened in the past, but he decided not to allow anyone to do the same thing again.

Hearing him say this, Yang Zhengxiang also took it seriously.

"I will pass on this matter, don't worry!"

(End of this chapter)