Tang Zhongqiang is a normal person, in order to save his life, he accidentally built a deadly trap.

And Tang Jinli, a Black Iron City Lord who should have had clear rewards and punishments, had selfish intentions because of his son's troubles, and regardless of the strict rules of the family, he echoed Tang Zhongqiang's plan.

The two of them didn't expect what kind of storm they would form with this trap they laid today.

blew the Tang family to pieces.

Yang Hu naturally didn't know what these two guys were doing, he was leading the small soldiers all the way around the Tang family's sphere of influence and entering the Lu family's territory.

This city world is unimaginably big, and even Yang Hu also needs to increase his horizons.

Not to mention the city system, this thing still needs to be upgraded, and the power source of the upgrade seems to be to follow Yang Hu's growth.

But now, Yang Hu wants to know more about the scale and livelihood of the Black Iron City.

Lincheng has reached the verge of promotion, completed the agricultural foundation, and now only needs the city captured by his command, and enough population and soldiers, to successfully advance.

It's also a good way to go out and learn from the scriptures.

Otherwise, when will these people under him grow up!

The team walked around a mountain beam, and in front of it was a sloping hillside, and below it could be seen a village that was rising with curling smoke, Yang Hu took a few steps forward and jumped on a rock, squatting down to look at the village.

Although the village is at the foot of the mountain, the momentum is very strong.

The stone wall of the city defense is four or five meters high, and there are all kinds of guns and arrows on it, and you can also see the villagers patrolling.

"City Lord, it's well defended!"

The bald head came to his side, stared at the village at the foot of the mountain and began to speak, and as soon as he finished speaking, the bald head was casually touched by Yang Hu: "Defend a fart, don't you look at the distribution of other people's villages and fertile fields? Don't have a tendon all day long." ”

Yang Hu said and looked back at the bald head that wrapped his body with a big red cloak: "Go, go and see if you can knock on the door." ”

The bald head looked down at his masculine body, and pulled his cheeks: "No, city lord, I'm scared to death when they see them like this now, who dares to open the door to me." ”

"Stupid, just roll around the field down there and pretend to be asking for food!" Yang Hu teased at the bald head.

The bald head turned around and ran down the stone and muttered, "I'm not going to be ashamed!"

Yang Hu got up and waved his hand: "I'll rest in that village for one night today." ”

Dozens of super burly soldiers approached the stockade with huge shields and swords, and the horn of the horn in the stockade had already spread far away, and some farmers who were still working outside also hurried back to the stockade.

On the wall of the village, there were many village warriors with knives and guns, staring at Yang Hu and his party who were approaching.

Facing the precautions of the village, Yang Hu stepped forward and stood in front of the gate of the village and shouted: "Hello fellow villagers, we are passing by here, it is getting late and we want to spend the night here." Please make it easier. ”

Lu Da on the wall is the village chief of Lujia Village, half a hundred years old, although he is a farm, and his feet are still carrying the soil in the field, but the burly figure is everywhere showing that he is old and strong.

He was surprised where did Yang Hu's team come from?

The gang of bandits who have been circulating next to him recently do not have such momentum.

Recently, in order to prevent the bandits from attacking the village, the people in the village have been panicking, but these soldiers who suddenly appeared are coming to spend the night?

Lu Da took two steps forward and looked at the head who was talking below and the group of fierce soldiers behind him: "It's not been peaceful lately. For the safety of the stockade, you cannot be allowed in. I'm sorry, but before it gets dark, you can catch up more than forty miles south to Pingran City, where you can stay. ”

Yang Hu raised his head and said with a smile: "Fellow, we have been on the road for five days, and we have come from the Tang family's territory, we are too tired to do it, so it is convenient to spend the night for one night! We are good people!"

"Good people. ”

Lu Da on the wall raised his eyebrows, and teased Yang Hu: "I haven't seen such a strong and good person for a long time." The good people who exude iron and blood all over their bodies, although the number is small, they also have the momentum of one to ten, let you good people in, I'm afraid we will not be good. ”

This village chief is interesting and has a good eye.

Yang Hu smiled: "If it's inconvenient to stay overnight, can you get us something to eat and drink? ”

Lu Da looked at Yang Huren's harmless smiling face and thought about it for a while, and replied: "Yes, but there are only some coarse steamed buns." ”

Yang Hu arched his hand and said, "Thank you, just eat enough." ”

He turned around and left the gate, led the team out of the gate, sat down and waited.

With more than 50 people eating and drinking, even if this village is not small, it is not possible to take out so many people to eat and drink casually in a while.

Yang Hu found a place to lean down and wait slowly, but he didn't know that something would happen.

When the sky was approaching, Qing Kui, who had spread the vigilance outside, rushed back: "City Lord, a group of people have appeared in the southwest. It's like the old man said of a bandit. There were 100 people. ”

Yang Hu sat up and looked southwest.

Sure enough, a figure faintly appeared in the mountains and forests over there, and they were making a detour this way.

The villagers on the wall blew the horn again.

Yang Hu sighed: "This is to disturb our dinner! Go talk to them!"

He got up and walked southwest.

Naturally, there was a group of small soldiers behind him.

Yang Hu strode close to those bandits, and the city system swept around the edge of the mountain forest, and all the bandits inside appeared in front of him.

Bandits...... Of course, if it is said that those who are dressed in tatters and have vegetables on their faces are also considered bandits, then the heavily armored sergeant is about to become a god.

Looking at the vigilant "bandit" Yang Hu on the edge of the mountain and forest raising his hand, the heavily armored sergeant stopped and watched the city lord step forward alone.

Yang Hu stepped forward and shouted to the side of the mountain forest: "Is there anyone who can speak and call the shots? ”

There was a whisper in the "bandit", and finally a man in his thirties was introduced.

He was tall, but he was almost skinny, not to mention the old horse he had gotten from nowhere.

However, when Yang Hu saw his thick skeleton that was not inferior to that of a heavily armored sergeant, there was a few hints of essence in his eyes: "What a foundation! ”

The man looked a little restrained in the face of Yang Hu, who was wearing black armor, and after thinking about it, he turned over and dismounted, and asked Yang Hu in a rough voice, "What are you going to do?"

The sound is like a bell!

Sure enough, it was the same as Yang Hu thought.

Yang Hu smiled and beckoned to him: "Don't stay so far away from me, don't be so loud, discuss something with you." ”

The man hesitated, let go of his horse, and stepped forward.

The old horse actually followed and stepped forward.

Yang Hu's eyes flashed and he nodded with satisfaction: "You can't open the pot at home, right?"

The man stared at him and did not speak.

Yang Hu cracked his mouth: "I'll discuss something with you, if it's okay, you can nod, if not, let's go our separate ways, what do you think?"

The man's eyes were alert, but he nodded anyway.