Chapter 13 A Group of Little Wolf Cubs

Yang Zhengshan glanced at Scar Liu lying on the ground, drew back his spear, and bravely met the bandits rushing over.

The Yang family's ancestral spear technique is based on the two feet, the body follows the feet, the arms follow the body, the wrists follow the arms, and they are integrated into one, and the whole body is in full strength.

Advance with sharpness, retreat with speed, the momentum is dangerous, the joints are short, motionless like a mountain, and moving like thunder.

With Yang Zhengshan's terrifying power, he used the Yang family spear technique, which was sharp and powerful. 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 was unknown, and more than a dozen bandits were slaughtered. Facing such a powerful Yang Zhengshan, those bandits who bullied the weak and feared the strong dared not stay here.

"Jiang He, finish the knife!"

Yang Zhengshan threw down a word and rushed out with his spear.

If we don't pursue the victory now, when will we?

Yang Zhengshan, who had already started to kill, would not stop at this time.

In the courtyard, Jiang He and other young men were all stunned.

"Too strong!"

"So scary!"

"Uncle Zhengshan killed the thief!"

A group of people were stunned by the force displayed by Yang Zhengshan, and they were all shocked and murmured in a low voice.

Even Jiang Cheng, who had lived for most of his life, was shocked and breathless.

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

He walked towards the dying Scar Liu with a flustered step, raised the hatchet and chopped it hard on Scar Liu's neck.

In fact, he should not have stepped forward, even if Scar Liu was already dying, he should not have approached.

If Scar Liu still had some strength left, Jiang Cheng would probably lose his life.

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

"Dad!"

Jiang He reacted and hurried forward to hold Jiang He.

"Be careful they are pretending to be dead!"

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

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

"Want to run, it's too late!"

The long gun was inserted into the mud, Yang Zhengshan pulled out two short guns from his back, strode into the smoke.

Swish, swish, swish~~

One by one, the short guns flew, and each short gun would harvest a life.

"Damn it, run!"

"That man is coming!"

"Brothers, run!"

The remaining bandits were completely scared and fled in panic.

The diffuse smoke and the jumping flames blocked Yang Zhengshan's sight. All ten short guns had been thrown. Yang Zhengshan had no choice but to stop and pick up two long guns.

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

The bandits rushed to the smoke-filled Jiangjia Village, looking at the hazy world, their hearts full of surprise after surviving the disaster, but unfortunately this surprise did not last too long.

"There are thieves there!"

A shout sounded.

Then a noisy sound of footsteps and shouts spread.

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

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Under the hazy smoke, shadowy figures raised their spears and killed the bandits who had just escaped.

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

With sharp weapons in hand, the killing intention arises.

Although the young men of Yangjia Village have never been on the battlefield and have not experienced killing, they have all practiced martial arts and have imagined the scene of killing people everywhere on the battlefield.

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

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

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

"I killed one! Haha~~cough cough~~" Yang Chengxu held up the bloody spear and laughed excitedly, but he seemed to forget the smoke around him and was choked by coughing.

"Zhengshan!" Yang Zhengxiang was still calm and had been observing the surroundings. He saw a figure seemed to walk out of the fireworks with two pistols, and shouted uncertainly.

"Chief, it's me!"

The smoke was filled and the vision was blocked. In order to avoid misunderstanding, Yang Zhengshan hurriedly replied.

"Uncle Zhengshan!"

"Grandpa Zhengshan!"

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

"You are not injured!" Yang Zhengxiang stepped forward quickly 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 first and talk about it!"

He saved Jiang Cheng's family, but many people in Jiangjia Village died under the butcher's knife of the mountain 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!"

"Chief Yang!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes were red when he saw Yang Zhengshan and Yang Zhengxiang.

"Brother, put out the fire first!" Yang Zhengshan didn't say much, just said a simple sentence.

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

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

Most of Jiangjia Village was engulfed by the fire, leaving only a few houses around Jiang Chengjia intact.

When the morning light fell again, the entire Jiangjia Village seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

At the entrance of the village, rows of corpses were placed on the open ground, including white-haired old men, young children with double buns, and many dead souls buried in the ashes.

Next to them, there were more than 30 corpses piled together in a mess, which were the corpses of mountain bandits.

"Too tragic! Alas~~" Looking at the corpses on the ground, Yang Zhengxiang sighed sadly.

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

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

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

Then 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 had already sent someone to report to the authorities, and the county government would naturally arrange for someone to come and deal with them.

Especially Scar Liu, who was a figure on the bounty order, and had a bounty of three hundred taels on him, which should belong to Yang Zhengshan.

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

After a few simple words with Yang Zhengshan and Jiang Cheng, Yang Zhengshan took Yang Yunyan back to Yangjia Village.

Although the bandits had been eliminated, Jiangjia Village was still a mess, and Yang Yunyan was pregnant. Yang Zhengshan was really worried about her staying here, so he could only 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 frightened and scared for a day and a night, and she has not recovered until now.

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 after you go home."

In fact, he is not very good at comforting people, and the object of comfort is his cheap 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 she was just a junior high school student in her previous life.

It's a bit unfair for Yang Zhengshan, who is 28 years old, to be her father, but he is more than enough to be her uncle.

"Dad, I'm fine!" Yang Yunyan said with a little smile.

"Well, by the way, have you finished the cotton-padded clothes 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 brought it!" Yang Yunyan said, pointing to the bundle next to her.

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

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

"Dad accepted apprentices?" Yang Yunyan looked surprised.

"Yes, I accepted two apprentices."

The two chatted with each other and soon returned to Yangjia Village.

Compared with Jiangjia Village, which was immersed in grief, Yangjia Village was as peaceful and calm as ever.

After arriving home, Yang Yunyan received the care and concern of the family, which calmed her frightened heart.

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

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

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

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

Yang Zhengshan did not care. He could not control the murderous aura at present, so he could only use time to slowly eliminate the murderous aura from his body.