Chapter 11: Banditry in Jiangjia Village
At noon, Wang cooked an extra dish because there were two more mouths to feed.
Lin Zhan was sitting at the table eating food in a very disciplined manner, but Wang Daya was a little reserved and nervous.
However, Yang Yunxue was a kind girl who had been comforting Wang Daya.
After the meal, both of them relaxed a little.
Just after lunch, Yang Zhengxiang came with three teenagers aged fourteen or fifteen.
Yang Zhengshan did not expect him to be so anxious, but since the people were sent, Yang Zhengshan could not refuse.
Among the three teenagers, one was Yang Chengze, the grandson of Yang Zhengxiang, and the other two were Yang Chengxu and Yang Qinwu, good seedlings in the clan.
Yang Zhengxiang was also selfish, but Yang Zhengshan did not care about his selfishness.
It was human nature to take care of his grandson, and it was not a big deal.
The elders of Yang Chengxu and Yang Qinwu also came with them. They did not come empty-handed, but brought a lot of gifts.
The gifts were not expensive, but they were considered good things in Yangjia Village. There were tea, cloth, and some maltose.
Yang Zhengshan did not refuse, accepted their gifts, and agreed with them to come to his house every day at 7 o'clock to teach them for an hour.
They were all young people of the Yang family, and they all had a foundation, so Yang Zhengshan did not need to start from the basics to teach them. He only needed to teach them his experience and point out their shortcomings.
Half a month passed in a flash, and the weather was getting colder, but the Yang family was getting more and more lively.
Every morning, there were seven or eight figures practicing martial arts in the courtyard of the Yang family, of course, Yang Zhengshan was indispensable.
One sheep was also driven, two sheep were also driven, in line with the principle of not wasting time, Yang Zhengshan was also guiding Yang Mingcheng and Yang Mingzhi.
As for Yang Yunxue, Lin Zhan and Wang Daya, Yang Zhengshan did not care and let them practice on their own.
They were still young and could not support high-intensity practice. Practicing gun skills was just practicing routines, and it was not time for intensive practice.
As for instructing Yang Mingcheng and the others, Yang Zhengshan was very adept at it.
First, he had the memories of his original body. Secondly, he had also been practicing the Yang family's ancestral spearmanship during this period. Perhaps his understanding of the Yang family's spearmanship was not as good as his original body, but it was not much different.
"The purpose of your spearmanship practice is not only to use the spearmanship proficiently, but also to feel the changes in the body's strength through practicing the spearmanship and to understand the skills of adjusting the power."
"The first level of the martial arts body-building realm is to change the power. The so-called change of power is the skill of calling the body's power."
"Watch it!"
"The white snake spits out its tongue!"
"It is the arm that is waving and the spear that is thrusting, but the source of the power comes from the waist and back."
"Use the waist as the axis and the heart as the commander, and burst out the most powerful power of the whole body in an instant!"
In the courtyard, Yang Zhengshan demonstrated and explained at the same time.
The people around listened to his explanation carefully, twisting their waists and backs to gesture at the same time. Although it looked a little funny, they really listened to his explanation.
However, at this moment, Yang Yunxue, who was not far away, suddenly exclaimed: "Dad!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Zhengshan heard that the voice was a little wrong, stopped explaining, and looked at Yang Yunxue.
Yang Yunxue looked at the west with a pale face, and said tremblingly: "Jiang Jiangjia Village."
When Yang Zhengshan looked to the west, his brows immediately wrinkled.
Under the clear sky was a forest of mountains and ridges, but in front of the shadows of the mountains, there was a lot of smoke, and there were faint flames.
The location of the flames should be Jiangjia Village.
"Dad, something happened in Jiangjia Village! My eldest sister~" Yang Mingcheng said with a worried face.
Yang Zhengshan took a deep breath and said: "You go and inform the clan leader, the rest of the people should not move, wait for the clan leader's arrangement, I will go to see first!"
After that, he ignored everyone, put on his backpack, and hurriedly ran towards the direction of Jiangjia Village.
The backpack was sewn by Wang, with ten pockets on it, which could hold ten pistols more than one meter long.
"Dad!" Yang Mingcheng and Yang Mingzhi wanted to stop him, but Yang Zhengshan strode quickly and left the village in a few moments.
There was no other way, Yang Mingcheng could only hurriedly look for Yang Zhengxiang.
In fact, he didn't need to look for him, as Yang Zhengxiang had already brought a few people to the west end of Yangjia Village.
Jiangjia Village was only six or seven miles away from Yangjia Village. At this time, there was thick smoke over Jiangjia Village, which could be seen from a long distance.
Yang Zhengshan was very fast. In just a quarter of an hour, he arrived near Jiangjia Village, but he didn't rush into Jiangjia Village. Instead, he quickly climbed up the back mountain and observed the situation in Jiangjia Village.
The thick smoke covered Jiangjia Village, making everything hazy and blurred, but he still saw many figures and heard many shouts and screams.
"It's really the bandits!"
Yang Zhengshan looked at the shadowy figures in Jiangjia Village, touched his cotton-padded clothes, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Yang Yunyan was his eldest daughter. Although he had only met her twice, he was still wearing the cotton-padded clothes that Yang Yunyan had sewn for him.
He could ignore other people, but he had to save this daughter.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhengshan pulled out a pistol from his back and approached the location of Jiang Chengjia.
At this time, Jiangjia Village was in chaos. Dozens of brutal men were killing crazily in the village. The bodies of many villagers were lying in their homes or on the streets outside.
Of course, there are also many villagers who are resisting. Although Jiangjia Village does not have a martial arts heritage like Yangjia Village, it has many hunters.
Most hunters are good at bows and arrows. If the bandits had not come too suddenly and the villagers of Jiangjia Village were not prepared, the bandits would definitely not have killed their way into the village so easily.
As soon as Yang Zhengshan entered Jiangjia Village, he saw a tall and strong figure standing in the wasteland behind the village, laughing bloodily, and shouting ferociously: "Brothers, kill them, hahaha~~"
This man held a big knife, and there was a scar on his face that ran from top to bottom. When he laughed, the scar twisted like a snake, looking extremely cruel.
Scar Liu!
Looking at the scarred man, Yang Zhengshan immediately remembered the bounty he had seen in the county before.
No one knew what this man was called, and he only had a nickname outside, Scar Liu.
According to the bounty order, Scar Liu was a vicious bandit who had gone down the mountain to massacre the village many times and had been surrounded and suppressed by the government many times, but he escaped every time.
Among the wanted warrants issued by the county, his reward was the highest, at three hundred taels of silver.
Yang Zhengshan would not covet the reward, so when he found Scar Liu, he did not go forward, but went around and sneaked into the village quietly.
Jiang Cheng's home was located in the west of Jiangjia Village, and most of the bandits gathered in the east of the village at this time.
When Yang Zhengshan got to the vicinity of Jiang Cheng's home, it was a little too quiet.
Bang bang bang~~
Yang Zhengshan observed the surroundings vigilantly while knocking on Jiang Cheng's door.
"Who!"
A voice came from the door soon.
"It's me! Yang Zhengshan!"
With a creak, the wooden door opened, and Jiang Cheng looked at Yang Zhengshan in surprise and joy.
"Father-in-law!"
Yang Zhengshan stepped into the door and asked, "Are you all right?"
"Fortunately, fortunately, the bandits haven't come yet!" Jiang Cheng replied quickly.
At this time, the Jiang family was not just Jiang Cheng's family. There were more than a dozen young men standing in the yard. It was obvious that all the neighbors had come over.
"Where is Yunyan?" Yang Zhengshan did not see his eldest daughter and asked again.
"In the house!" Jiang Cheng immediately led him into the main house.
There were many women and children in the house, and Yang Yunyan was sitting on the kang, her face a little pale.
"Dad!" Seeing Yang Zhengshan, Yang Yunyan, who was frightened, did not care about avoiding it and threw herself into Yang Zhengshan's arms.
"It's okay, it's okay, Dad is here!" Yang Zhengshan patted her back and comforted her.
Before he could say more, someone in the yard lowered his voice and said, "The bandits are coming!"
"You stay here first, Dad will be back soon!" Yang Zhengshan did not care about comforting Yang Yunyan and walked out of the main house quickly.
At this time, the young men in the yard climbed up the wall and the roof, and all were ready for battle.
But after all, they were just young men, not real soldiers. Facing the brutal bandits, they would inevitably feel fear.
