Chapter 3 Attack on Zhaojia Village

"Young Master, the ten of them are the most powerful warriors of our Yang family, among which Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin are ninth-level warriors, and the others are all eighth-level warriors!" Yang Hai pointed to the ten elite guards on the Yang Mansion martial arts arena.

"Haibo, you prepare a celebration banquet for us at home, we will be back soon!" Yang Rui glanced at the ten elite guards on the martial arts arena and said with a smile on his face.

After speaking, Yang Rui waved his hand, took the lead in turning over his horse, and galloped away outside Yang's mansion.

The ten elite guards in the martial arts arena quickly turned over and got on their horses and followed closely behind Yang Rui.

Soon, the news that Yang Rui led the team to Zhaojia Village was passed on by the spies who had been staring at the Yang family, and quickly followed behind Yang Rui and his party, wanting to see if Yang Rui could betray Zhaojia Village and suppress it.

Yang Rui, who was galloping on his horse, glanced back at the spies who were following him, his expression remained unchanged, and he galloped straight in the direction of Zhaojia Village.

The purpose of Yang Rui leading the team to Zhaojia Village this time was very simple, that is, to suppress the betrayal of Zhaojia Village and establish the majesty of himself, the new head of the Yang family.

And the spies of those other forces can pass on the news of Yang Rui's suppression of Zhaojia Village, so that other forces do not dare to act rashly and erect their own coercion, so Yang Rui did not drive away the spies, but let the spies follow behind his group.

Zhaojia Village is only more than 50 miles away from Heiyan Town, Yang Rui and his party rode horses, and it only took half an hour to come to the outside of Zhaojia Village.

"Go and tell the village elder that the Yang family is here!"

On the wall above the gate of Zhaojia Village, Zhao Qian, the captain of the Zhaojia Village Guard, looked at Yang Rui and his party who came on horseback, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly commanded a guard beside him.

"I'm Wang Yu, the captain of the first brigade of the Yang family's escort team, immediately open the gate of the village and let us in!"

When Yang Rui and his party approached the gate of Zhaojia Village, Wang Yu immediately stepped forward and shouted loudly at Zhao Qian and the others above the gate of the village.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Looking at Wang Yu more than ten steps away from the walled gate, Zhao Qian's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he ordered loudly.

Suddenly, I saw more than a dozen villagers from Zhaojia Village, who pulled out the curved bows in their hands and shot sharp arrows at Wang Yu's body.

Bang! Bang!

In the crisp sound, more than ten arrows shot at Wang Yu were easily cut off by Wang Yu with a long sword.

"Kill it!"

Seeing that Zhao Jiacun didn't say a word, he shot an arrow directly, Yang Rui's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he ordered loudly in a cold tone.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhao Kun take the lead in roaring, raised the mace in his hand, and rode his horse towards the gate of Zhaojia Village.

Thundered!

In a violent roar, the mace in Zhao Kun's hand, under its swing, smashed the gate of Zhaojia Village, and the force of 900 kilograms suddenly exploded, directly smashing the gate of Zhaojia Village, turning into countless pieces of wood, splashing around.

"Kill! Kill!"

After the gate of Zhaojia Village was destroyed by Zhao Kun, Wang Yu and Zhou Qin, two ninth-level warriors, roared angrily, rode their horses past Zhao Kun, fell down and rushed into Zhaojia Village, and began to attack the guards of Zhaojia Village.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Kun and seven other eighth-level warriors also rode their horses into Zhaojia Village and launched an attack on the guards of Zhaojia Village.

Most of the guards in Zhaojia Village were third- and fourth-level warriors, and they were not at all the opponents of Yang Rui's elite fighters such as Wang Yu, Zhou Qin, and Zhao Kun, and they were easily killed or severely injured.

Soon, the guards near the gate of Zhaojia Village, only Zhao Qian was left struggling to support under Wang Yu's attack, and the others were all spread on the ground, either becoming a corpse or a cripple, lying on the ground and wailing weakly.

At this time, Yang Rui rode into Zhaojia Village, looked at Zhao Qian, who was struggling to support under Wang Yu's attack, and said in a flat tone: "Put down your arms and surrender, I can spare your life!"

Hearing Yang Rui's words, Wang Yu immediately took a step back, stopped attacking Zhao Qian, and waited for Zhao Qian's response.

"Yang Rui, our village chief has been promoted to a third-rate martial artist and become the strongest person in Heiyan Town, you dare to lead someone to kill so many people in our Zhaojia Village, our village chief will definitely not let you go!"

Zhao Qian glanced at the more than thirty corpses nearby, a look of anger flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Yang Rui in a cold tone.

"Looks like you're not ready to surrender!

Hearing Zhao Qian's words, Yang Rui waved his hand and ordered loudly in a cold tone.

Suddenly, I saw Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin, the three ninth-level warriors, all of whom agitated the strength in their bodies, waved the weapons in their hands, and bombarded Zhao Qian's body.

Zhao Qian was only an eighth-level warrior, and he was able to hold on for a short time under Wang Yu's attack, which had already made it to its limit.

In the face of the attacks of Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin, the three ninth-level warriors were powerless to resist at all, and they were instantly hit by three weapons, turning into a broken corpse, scattered on the ground.

"Zhao Qian, you damn it!"

At this moment, Zhao Han, the head of Zhaojia Village wearing a black power suit, rode out from the depths of Zhaojia Village, and when he saw the scene of Zhao Qian's body being divided, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he roared loudly with anger on his face.

In the midst of the roar, Zhao Han raised the stainless steel spear in his hand and rode his horse towards Yang Rui's side.

"Kill him!"

Seeing Zhao Han riding his horse towards him again, Yang Rui waved his hand and ordered loudly in a cold tone.

Suddenly, I only saw Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin, the three ninth-level warriors, and they rode their horses to meet Zhao Han.

Soon, Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin approached Zhao Han's vicinity, raised their weapons one after another, and bombarded Zhao Han's body, looking like they wanted to kill him on the spot.

Facing the attacks of Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin, the three ninth-level warriors, Zhao Han roared angrily, the internal force flowed, the surging power in his body surged, and the stainless steel spear in his hand swept out.

Bang! Bang!

In the crisp sound of metal collision, the stainless steel spear in Zhao Han's hand collided with the weapons of Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin with terrifying power, and the terrifying power was transmitted along the spear to the bodies of Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin, causing the bodies of the three to fall from the war horses and fall to the ground fiercely.

"Give me all the death!"

After sweeping Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin off their horses with one shot, Zhao Han's eyes flashed with fierce light, and the internal force in his body flowed, and the stainless steel spear in his hand stabbed towards Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin with a sharp edge.

In the face of Zhao Han's spear attack, Wang Yu, Zhao Kun, and Zhou Qin's three ninth-level warriors' faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly mobilized the power in their bodies and waved the weapons in their hands to block Zhao Han's spear attack.

It's just that Zhao Han is a third-rate martial artist, not only has a strength of 1,000 kilograms, but also an increase in internal force, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong.