"It's hard, it's hard."

At nightfall, Yang Xuan, the principal of Yangjiabao and one of the three elders in the village, did not know how many times he made such an exclamation.

Jizhou, where Yangjiabao is located, is the land of the four wars, and not far to the north is the territory of the Hu people, and those Hu people on horseback come to burn and loot at every turn. Although in recent years, there have been fewer incidents of the Hu army's crimes, but things such as light horse looting have basically not stopped.

Normally, living in such a place is basically tantamount to looking for death, and anyone with a little common sense knows that at least they should move to a place where they can stay away from the military disaster. But the reason why Yang Xuan still took the children of the clan to stay here also had his own difficulties.

"Uncle clan, I really can't retreat this time."

Just when Yang Xuan was sighing for a long time, a short-bearded man dressed in a short suit pushed the door and walked in.

The man's name is Yang Sanlang, and he is Yang Xuan's nephew, and he is also the most courageous one in the younger generation of his Yang family. Legend has it that when Yang Sanlang was still a teenager, Yang Jiabao and the next village competed for water, and the two sides fought inextricably, and in this case, in order to vent their anger, the young people in the next village scolded the Yang family and even their ancestors.

It was at this time that Yang Saburo stood up.

"Scold me, how can you scold me Yang Ancestor?"

After that, Yang Sanlang picked up the spear and threw it, and the flying spear directly nailed the shouting man to the ground. And those who opposed Yang Jiabao saw this tragic situation, and they all scattered as birds and beasts.

It is precisely because of this prestige that he dares to kill people that Yang Sanlang soon became famous in Jizhou.

But right now, this man, who is known for his bravery, is frowning.

"Last year, because those Hu people came, we didn't pay enough food to Liu Dudu, if something happens this time, I'm afraid Liu Dudu's side will ......."

"Don't argue, don't argue...... San Lang, don't make any noise, I know everything. ”

The aged Yang Xuan sighed again.

This is one of the reasons why Yangjiabao has no way to move places. Liu Dudu, who commanded Jizhou and held a large army, was not only the umbrella of Yangjiabao, but also had to collect food and salary in Yangjiabao to defend the border. If he Jizhou Yang really dares to run away quietly, with Liu Dudu's violent temperament, I am afraid that if he is not thousands of miles away, he will chase them over and give them a good taste.

Of course, Liu Dudu is not the kind of person who only knows how to ask for it, and now the solid dock fort in the village is built by Liu Dudu's subordinates, although the dock fort is not large, but it does not cut corners, the wall is solid and thick, and there should be no shortage of watchtowers and corner towers. If there is any military disaster on weekdays, the villagers in the village can take refuge in it, and the name Yangjiabao is also because of this dock fort.

However, the problem is also on this dock fort.

People can take refuge in the dock fort, but the crops in the fields outside can't grow their legs and walk in on their own. If the Hu people can't rob things with light horses, they will inevitably demolish houses and ruin the fields. It's okay to say that the property of those farmers is okay, but once the grain is lost, and the autumn harvest is not enough to pay to Liu Dudu's side, he Jizhou Yang's can ......

"How many more young people do we have?"

The old Yang Xuan clenched his fists.

"Count the homeless."

"Those who can wield the blade, including myself, are forty-six."

The short-bearded man named Yang Saburo only thought for a moment, and then he had already reported the number.

"If you add the young and strong among the homeless...... Should you be able to get together a hundred or so people? ”

“…… Is that all? ”

The clenched fist was released, and the aged Yang Xuan looked a little depressed.

One hundred or so young and strong, this is actually not less. At least competing with neighboring villages for water and land is already a very powerful force. But the problem is that what he is facing now is not a brave battle between villages, but to face the fierce Hu people in the north.

It's just that a hundred and ten young men who have not undergone any serious training can withstand a few charges?

What's more, most of them are homeless people who have been brought in, not to mention whether these yellow-faced and thin-skinned homeless people can fight, just talking about their hearts, these homeless people who have been brought in may not really be like the children of the Yang family who have taken root here, and are willing to fight for their lives for Yang Jiabao.

Before the war even began, there was already the bane of the army's instability, which was simply ......

"Uncle clan, don't panic."

Yang Sanlang saw Yang Xuan's worry at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward and lowered his voice.

"If it really doesn't work, we'll use the ancestral treasure knife!"

"You ......"

Hearing that the nephew of the clan actually mentioned this stubble, Yang Xuan's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The ancestral treasure knife, that is the treasure of the Yang family's secrets. According to genealogical records, the ancestors of the Yang family followed Emperor Taizu to fight in the east and west, killing countless enemies, and it was this treasure knife that was used. Although because of the southern invasion of the Hu people later, Jizhou was broken, and even the Yang family, which had infinite scenery, has also declined to this day, but this ancestral treasure knife is still majestic, and the previous head of the Yang family can still hold this treasure knife at a critical juncture, killing more than 100 Hu people on light horses.

However, just like the toothache-giving Dock Fort before, this ancestral treasure knife also has its own problems.

"It's not that I don't want you to use a knife, you are the most outstanding young man of my Yang generation, and that knife is always meant to be passed on to you. But you also know that the head of the Yang family in the previous generation has already held this sharp blade, and there are more than ten Hu people in his hands, and now the evil qi has entered the knife, and it has not been polished and cleaned, so I really want you to use it, and when the evil qi enters the body, you are afraid that you will ......"

The next words, Yang Xuan couldn't bear to say any more. Obviously, in Yang Xuan's view, the matter of evil qi entering the body is far more dangerous than the robbery of the Hu people.

"If you want to use that knife, you have to find a craftsman to sharpen it and wash away the evil spirit. There are grinders on Liu Dudu's side, but that's not what we can afford now...... If you want me to say, instead of pinning your hopes on that knife, it is better to quickly go to Liu Dudu to move the rescue soldiers. As long as Liu Dudu is willing to save ......"

"It's too late, Uncle Clan."

Yang Saburo just shook his head.

"The Hu people are fast and light, coming and going like the wind, only relying on this little manpower in our hands, we can't support Liu Dudu's rescue troops at all. What's more, Liu Dudu will not help us in vain, when the soldiers cross the border, people eat horses and chew, can my Yang family really afford to pay this price? ”

"So what do you say?"

Seeing that Yang Sanlang, who was a junior, still dared to raise the bar, Yang Xuanden was anxious.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so how do you say it's okay?"

"What do you want me to say...... Uncle Clan, it's true that we don't have a grinder, but don't we still have a whetstone? ”

Yang Sanlang's face was slightly gloomy.

"Find a few young men from the homeless and let them sharpen their knives."

"But they're not grinders!"

Yang Xuan was so shocked that he almost broke his beard.

"They don't know how to sharpen knives! When the time comes, the evil qi enters the body...... Are you letting them fill it with their lives? ”

"How can there be immortals in war?"

Yang Saburo gritted his teeth.

"As long as I can keep the Yang family, I will do whatever it takes."

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When he was first dragged into the dock fort by Carpenter Li, Du Chengfeng still didn't come back to his senses, until someone pulled him into the same team as those young people, and someone stuffed a wooden spear into his hand, Du Chengfeng realized what kind of situation he was in now.

He originally thought that what he got in this encounter should be a script for ordinary people to start from scratch, although the process was a bit hard, but the future was still promising. But who would have thought that in just a blink of an eye, the originally peaceful and stable part-time life would turn into a battle and a survival in troubled times.

Just looking at the cheap wooden spear in his hand, which was obviously shoddy, Du Chengfeng already knew that he was going to be pulled to fill the front with those young people.

"This ......"

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

He has a few catties and a few taels, Du Chengfeng is still clear. Although he can gain the upper hand in fights, it is only because he was originally a Taiping man, he used to eat and drink well, and he ended up with a strong body, which made him more powerful than these malnourished people around him. But if you really want to go to the battlefield, facing the Hu people on horseback, I am afraid that it is far from enough to rely on these two strengths.

For a person like him, who has no experience in battle formations, the battlefield is an extremely dangerous place, and the two armies have no eyes in front of the sword, and the ability to fight alone is of no use.

Fortunately, at the moment, he doesn't necessarily need to go it alone.

The few ruffians who wanted to rob him before have also been pulled into the team now, and after discovering Du Chengfeng's figure, these splashes actually took the initiative to come over and surrounded Du Chengfeng, as if they didn't want to leave.

Seeing that these splashes who had been taught a few times by themselves dared to dangle in front of him, Du Chengfeng, who was still a little nervous, was directly happy.

"Dare to come here? Forgot what you got beaten last time? ”

"It's because you can fight that we came."

A few splashes also lowered their faces and decisively admitted their defeats.

"Follow the others, they die, it's our turn. With you in the footsteps, if you can hold on a little longer, we may be able to live a little longer. ”

made Du Chengfeng can't help but look sideways, he is not stupid to work with these splashes, he is ready to pull him to the top cylinder. But it's not a bad thing for him, and it's even what he wants.

Fighting alone on his own is a thousand knives in the chaos of the army. But if he can have a few more men to protect his flanks and back, then he may not be able to save his life in this dangerous killing.

Even if it is to keep the small courtyard that has just been half built, Du Chengfeng is ready to work hard this time.

It's just that just when Du Chengfeng had just changed his thinking and was ready for the war that was about to start, a sturdy man with a short beard came over from afar.

The man who came over, Du Chengfeng knew, this man named Yang Sanlang was strong and powerful, and he was also the number one person in Yangjiabao, and now this young team was also led by the other party. Now that Yang Saburo has appeared, it means that the fight is about to start?

"You're all lined up, let me see which ones are the strongest."

Contrary to Du Chengfeng's expectations, this Yang Sanlang did not shout any slogans to boost morale, but provoked people first.

Is this going to be a pioneer? The strongest top in front?

"Whoa—"

Just when Du Chengfeng was still figuring it out, the splashes who were originally gathered around him had already taken a step back.

With this retreat, Du Chengfeng's figure that was already different from ordinary homeless people was very eye-catching, and Yang Sanlang immediately turned around.

"Yes, it's you, you don't have to fight, put down your spear and come with me."

“…… Yes? ”

The pimpies who had just taken a step back were suddenly remorseful, and Du Chengfeng was even more confused - picking him the strongest, but not letting him fight, what did he let him do? Could it be that he ran out to report the news?

But if you run out to report the news, this way is not right, right now, this Yang Saburo is clearly taking him to the dock fort, this is obviously not going out.

"Here it is."

Coming to the door of a building that looked like an ancestral hall, Yang Sanlang stopped.

"You won't be allowed to go to war, but the work you have to do won't be easy...... See, it's the knife, help me sharpen it. ”

“…… That's it? ”

Du Chengfeng's face was a little delicate.

It's just a knife sharpening, I said it earlier, how can I still use such a big battle, as if I was choosing a death squad.

Although he hasn't learned how to sharpen knives, he has never eaten pork and seen pigs run, and the worst thing is that he has also sharpened kitchen knives, as long as the knife is sharpened quickly.

Sitting on the bench and pouring water on the whetstone, Du Chengfeng was ready to start work. Obviously, this is a better job than going to the front line to die.

It's just that when he picked up the sword, his face changed instantly.

Once upon a time, when he first came to this world, he thought that he was holding a script for survival in the wilderness, but after coming to Yangjiabao, he also felt that he was getting a self-made script, and just now, he was ready to fight for his life in troubled times.

But it wasn't until he touched the knife that he realized that there might be something more challenging to his imagination in the current world.

The moment his right hand touched the hilt of the knife, a vicious aura went all the way down his arm to his head!

In a blur, Du Chengfeng felt that he had become a knife.