"Once the Legion is structured, all that's left is to replenish the arms and training. Enough population and soldiers can ensure that we become a little stronger in the shortest possible time. ”

Yang Hu's eyes showed a hint of playfulness: "The world is too big, this bit of power is really not enough." Moreover, the development of the city also takes time, so I can only reserve enough adaptability as much as possible. ”

Zhao Qingtian drank slowly with the wine bowl, and raised his eyes to look at Yang Hu: "City Lord, can I know what you and Zhang Liao asked?"

He knew that it was impossible for Yang Hu to help Zhang Liao without any conditions, Yang Hu was not that kind of person.

Yang Hu laughed: "That's to scare those fools next to you." Aren't we underpopulated? I told Zhang Liao that to save his life, he would give me 500,000 displaced people in Zhangjiacheng. ”

Burst!

Zhao Qingtian had just drunk the old wine in his mouth and squirted it out.

looked at Yang Hu in shock, this answer was indeed beyond his imagination.

As an ordinary city lord, in the face of an opportunity to coerce, coerce, and blackmail the silver city lord, he would not make such a stupid request.

Zhao Qingtian had heard Yang Hu's theory of the development of the sea of people.

Although there is nothing particularly outstanding, it gives people a sense of richness, which does not have a trace of ostentatious atmosphere on Yang Hu's body, but is very down-to-earth and smoothly formed.

The development of a city is inseparable from the issue of population.

But Zhao Qingtian had never seen any city lord take the matter of population density so seriously.

More people just want to take enough supplies from the enemy, but Yang Hu is starting from scratch.

Zhao Qingtian can imagine that once the population reaches Yang Hu's requirements, these populations will bring enough young people, and after Yang Hu's inhuman means of training, the new generation of Lincheng soldiers who have grown up will have a cohesive force beyond the ordinary.

Yang Hu's bureau is not a simple three-year journey to the Tower of Babel!

Yang Hu stretched his waist and poured another sip of old wine: "One word dry, two words dry quickly, three words kill him." The world is Lao Tzu's. Hahaha!"

Zhao Qingtian was speechless, it was only a few minutes after normal, and he was crazy again. He shook his head: "Do you still attend Yang Zhong's wedding?"

Yang Hu looked up at the gradually brightening sky: "Participate, it will be over soon." ”

The marriage between the Yang family and the Murong family.

Yang Hu was deeply affected and was looked down upon.

Those memory fragments in his mind made Yang Hu unable to let go.

Even if he was a dumb idiot before, now that Yang Hu has come to see it, it is too deceitful.

However, as a mature city lord, Yang Hu felt that he had to control his emotions.

At least wait for the completion of their primary strategic deployment.

The old man's thoughts...... The Yang family will be turned away after all.

Therefore, you must speed up the plundering of your own needs.

......

Yang Hu checked Zhang Liao's situation, and after explaining some things to Yang Jing that needed attention, he took the heavily armored sergeants out for a walk, allowing them to see the demeanor of each city.

By the way, go for a temptation.

There are more and more guests in the city, and this black iron city seems to be crowded, and it is almost to the point of rubbing shoulders on the streets.

Of course, their group of people is too conspicuous, and when they appear on the street, they are savagely following Yang Hu on a rampage.

Within a few minutes of wandering through the streets, the city system issued a warning to Yang Hu: "At eleven o'clock, three o'clock, and six o'clock, the enemy will appear. ”

Yang Hu's eyes flashed with hideousness: "It's a good time." ”

"Someone is coming. I'll step forward to make bait for you, Kong Wu, pay attention to the left side in front of the formation, Luo Liang, and a few on the right hand. I'll leave the rest to you. ”

Yang Hu said as he strode forward and squeezed into the crowd.

In less than ten steps, on the crowded street, a young and beautiful woman dressed in red suddenly twisted her body when Yang Hu approached, as if she had reached her feet, and with a coquettish groan, she leaned towards Yang Hu obliquely.

"Oh, you're numb! Lao Tzu is a pervert, and he doesn't want to hug you in front of so many people. You're so ugly. ”

Yang Hu let out a strange laugh, stepped forward, and directly hammered an old fist at the young woman's head.

The woman's eyes flashed with hatred, but there was a panicked scream in her mouth, and a young man who saw the girl's appearance and wanted to step forward to help him was suddenly thrown out and crashed into Yang Hu.

Yang Hu's iron fist did not hesitate at all, and slammed into the unlucky ghost, and the huge fist directly blasted the unlucky ghost back that hit him, screaming and crashing into the woman.

Exclaimed, the woman's face was full of panic, she curled up her body and pretended to be weak, seeing that the screaming unlucky ghost was about to hit her, and suddenly someone next to her reached out and pulled her.

The surrounding crowd had begun to dodge in a panic amid her screams, but it was far from being as fast as Yang Hu rushing forward.

Yang Hu's figure approached quickly, stretched out his hand to grab the woman who was separated by others, and said with a cruel smile: "Murong Qiuhe, you can't run, dare to assassinate me, if you run away, I will kill the Murong family in the city." ”

Murong Qiuhe, who was rescued by others, was full of uneasiness.

She had only seen Yang Hu once, and before he and Murong Yu got married four years ago, he hadn't even spoken to Yang Hu, how could he remember his little feet?

And it seems to know the plan to assassinate him.

Murong Qiuhe felt that something was wrong.

It's a pity it's a bit late.

The assassination began with the signal that she had a change in the streets, and as soon as she moved, the whole assassination plan began.

The city system gave a top-down shot, and the twenty or thirty killers hidden in the crowd were besieging the city in a circle and rushing towards Yang Hu's position.

The crowd became more flustered.

Yang Hu grabbed Murong Qiuhe's big hand, and was suddenly blocked by an iron fist, Yang Hu rushed forward fiercely and roared: "Yang Chong, you are looking for death." ”

Yang Chong, who pulled Murong Qiuhe, was tall and mighty, it was Yang Hu's second brother, seeing Yang Hu rushing like crazy, his eyes flashed and he said coldly: "Are you crazy, casually shoot at the female relatives of the Murong family on the street?"

Yang Hu, who rushed closer, laughed wildly: "If she wants to kill me, can't I kill her?"

Raising the leg is a whip leg sweeping towards Yang Chong and Murong Qingqiu.

A trace of anger appeared on Yang Chong's dark face, and he didn't show weakness and kicked Yang Hu with one leg: "You really don't take me seriously?"

The two of them were exactly the same whip legs and bumped into each other.

A wave of air burst out in an instant.

Yang Hu, who took two steps back, stared at Yang Chong, who was also shocked, and smiled fiercely: "Don't come here to find trouble." Don't say I won't give you face when the time comes. ”

"It's up to you?" Yang Chong's face was full of disdain.

Yang Hu's face was even more hideous, and he made a fierce force under his feet, the cobwebs on the bluestone slab on the ground burst out, and he jumped up and pounced on Yang Chong: "You are deliberately stirring up the situation." Lao Tzu first beat you to kneel down and sing conquest. ”

Yang Chong's heart also rose with anger, and he also rushed towards Yang Hu.

At this time, the assassins who rushed in the crowd also collided with Kong Wu and the others