Chapter 19: Thoughts

"Patriarch, the Sand River Gang has been defeated. ”

In Shahe City, in a certain high platform, several figures stood on it, looking at the stone rolling at the city gate, with their hands behind their backs, and their expressions were calm.

"Unexpectedly, it would be strange if the Shahe Gang could block the Yang Clan's attack. ”

The leader snorted coldly, his face showing disdain, this person was the patriarch of the Hong family in Longtie Town, Hong Chenghua.

"But it doesn't matter, there are a lot of people who don't want the Yang family's power to go to the next level, and the Zhu family also has a move. ”

"Indeed, according to our internal information, the people of the Zhu family have already had some transactions with the Shahe Gang, but the specific content is unknown. A man behind him stepped forward and said.

"In that case, let's start according to the original plan, I'm going to let the Yang family lift a stone and shoot myself in the foot!" Hong Chenghua's eyes flashed.

"Father, don't worry, I will personally go over to get the head of the sixteen-year-old genius of the Yang family, and it just so happens that my father's sixtieth birthday is approaching, so I will take his head as a gift. ”

Another person stepped forward, but this person's face was extremely young, and although his aura was slightly weaker than that of everyone present, it was also extremely fierce.

He carried a spear on his back and had a proud face.

"Haha, Lie'er has a heart, but no matter what, you have to be careful. ”

Hong Chenghua smiled heartily.

For himself, the next heir and his only favorite son, Hong Chenghua couldn't be more satisfied.

"Hmph, it's just a fluke who advanced to the acquired level, my father won't think my spear is not good enough!"

Hong Lie snorted coldly, the tiger's body shook, and the spear behind his back automatically bounced off, spun rapidly and fell into his hand.

There was a bang, and the entire high platform shook, and the high platform built of bluestone slabs under his feet suddenly sank into a bowl-sized hole, and spiderweb-like cracks spread.

Hong Lie naturally has his own reasons for self-confidence, he is only twenty-three years old, he has advanced to the acquired realm three years ago, and then has been practicing in Xiong'an County and its nearby states and counties, and even had the honor to enter the Lingjianmen Mountain Gate, and received the praise and guidance of a Lingjianmen elder, and now he has reached the threshold of the middle of the day after tomorrow after three years of cultivation.

As early as three years ago, when he had not yet advanced to the Heavenly Realm, he was already able to rely on the cultivation of the peak of his forging body to fight against an early martial artist of the Acquired Realm without defeat, which shocked several towns in the neighborhoods of Yuzhou.

There is still such strength in the forging period, not to mention the substantial increase in strength after advancing to the Heavenly Realm.

When he traveled to nearby states and counties, he had already relied on a perfect fire lance to break into the prestige, and the number of acquired warriors in his hands was no less than five fingers.

If Xiong'an County expelled a young generation of hidden dragons or something like that, he would never fall out of the top ten.

With his own strength to deal with a fledgling in the early days of the day after tomorrow who had just advanced to the acquired realm for less than a month, Hong Lie didn't think that an accident would happen to him.

It is even possible that Hong Lie is still thinking about whether to hunt down a Yang family in the middle of the day after tomorrow and completely establish his reputation in this area.

"In front of Young Master Hong Lie, that Yang Ming's so-called genius is just a chicken and a dog that will collapse at the touch of a button, and he will die!"

This is not complete flattery, Hong Lie does have the strength to be praised by everyone.

"Hahahaha!"

The sound of laughter and laughter filled the entire high platform in an instant.

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At the same time, outside the city.

"The city is broken, it's time for us to do it, uncle, let's go. ”

Seeing that the defenders on the city wall were about to collapse at the touch of a button, Yang's soldiers poured into the city like a tide, and Yang Ming rode forward.

Siege is the business of the army, and when the army is fighting, if the cultivation is not to a certain extent, it will play a very limited role in the battlefield.

However, when entering the city and engaging the enemy in the lanes, it is different, at this time the military formation is difficult to deploy, and it is easy to be plundered and sniped by masters, so the same masters are needed to sit in town and cooperate with the army to strangle the enemy.

Now that Shahe City has been broken, it is the time for Yang Ming and other acquired masters to contribute.

"Well, uncle?"

Suddenly, feeling that something was wrong, Yang Ming turned his head, only to find that Hu Yongzhi was stunned on the side, looking in the direction of the city with dull eyes.

"Uncle?"

Yang Ming called a few more times.

"Oh, here it is. ”

Hu Yongzhi finally reacted at this time, holding the weapon in his hand and hurriedly followed, but Rao was a seventh-level cultivator of his forging body, and his steps were a little staggering.

Yang Ming didn't doubt him, but he was shocked by the wind-pulling behavior of a strong man just now, and then said a few words about the danger of the battlefield, and continued to ride his horse forward if he was careful.

However, what Yang Ming didn't see was that Hu Yongzhi, who was following behind at this time, was full of bitterness.

Thinking that when he heard the news that the Yang family was going to fight, the whole Hujiazhuang was excited, and Hu Yongzhi was also excited to volunteer to bring his own dry food and say that he was going to help his nephew.

Since they were in trouble with the golden thighs of Hujiazhuang, Hu Sanye and the others had no opinion, so they quickly recruited the elite of the men in the village, or the kind of elite who had all practiced martial arts and could be regarded as martial artists.

Originally, after coming to the door, I saw the lukewarm attitude of the eldest nephew and wanted to behave well on the battlefield, and I couldn't let the eldest nephew look down on him, although their Hujiazhuang was nothing in front of the Yang family, but it was not comparable to ordinary rural landlords!

This war is a good opportunity, and we must start the prestige of Hujiazhuang!

Hu Yongzhi thought so at first, but when the army really set off, it turned out that he thought too much.

In the case of the Black Scale Army, any ordinary soldier has a cultivation of more than three layers of forging body, and some leaders such as ten-division centurion have even reached the height of five or six layers of forging body, and as for any school captain, he has the strength of more than seven layers of forging body!

Look at yourself again, the fifty-seven ordinary and strong people are only rough about some qi training methods, and they can barely be regarded as half a martial artist.

As for those who have really entered the forging period, there are seventeen on the first floor, six on the second floor, and two on the third floor........ As for going up again, only Hu Yongzhi is the seventh layer of forging body.

And Hu Yongzhi is the second master of the entire Hujiazhuang with the cultivation of the seventh layer of the forging body, and he can be beaten by the older leader of the Black Scale Army.......

Now Hu Yongzhi no longer has the idea of making a name for himself as a hero, because among the many heroes, their group of people is like a trembling little girl, and it is estimated that they are not even as good as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

At this time, Hu Yongzhi could only follow closely behind Yang Ming, and he made up his mind to kill him.

Peaty, even if your Yang family is a big business and a tyrant, you don't need to cheat like this!

Hu Yongzhi held the weapon in his hand with a sad face, followed closely behind Yang Ming, and felt a sense of melancholy........