Chapter 8: After the Bloody War
The offensive and defensive battle that took place in Yangjiabao ended in a tragic victory for Yangjiabao's side.
It wasn't until the corpses were counted that the people in Yangjiabao realized that this might not be an ordinary Hu robbery. There were more than 200 corpses of Hu people who died in the dock fort alone, and there were even armored generals holding murderous blades to act as pioneers.
With such a fierce configuration, it is more than enough to fight a small-scale battle, and it is enough to deal with a small village like Yangjiabao, which is enough to slaughter the entire village.
Fortunately, everything is over after all.
Starting from the armor Hu will be cut off with a knife, the young men of Yangjiabao finally gathered the final counterattack, even if this counterattack has no rules, just a beast-like fight, but this blood and courage burst out at the end of death, plus Du Chengfeng, who is constantly picking up the big knife to harvest his life, just killed the remaining Hu people, only to know that they fled in a hurry, and never dared to turn back.
"Thanks to you, Yang Jiabao was able to survive this crisis!"
Looking at the more than 30 Yang Jiabao who survived this disaster in front of him, the aged Yang Xuan couldn't help but cry for a while.
"Brave men, please bow to the old man!"
"Hmmm......"
More than 30 young men with guns and spears were silent.
That's really nothing to say, after all, it's not them who are mainly responsible for killing, if you want to count according to the record of more than two hundred, the number of more than 30 people killed by them can only be counted as the last one.
As for the two hundred in front, they were all the result of Du Chengfeng killing alone.
Thinking of this, these young men with spears and guns couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Du Chengfeng on the corpse mountain.
"The corpses? Truly. ”
Sensing the direction of the young men's gaze, Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh.
"Although it is true that we should reward you now, but please help you last time to collect all the corpses in the dock fort, one to prevent any epidemics in the village, and the other to let those strong men who died in battle be buried properly."
As a result, even with the tired bodies after the war, these young men were busy. Fortunately, they are not the only ones who are responsible for collecting the corpses at the moment, and the old and weak women and children who were originally hiding in Yangjiabao have also come out to help.
It's just that when I occasionally see those relatives and brothers who are dead in the pile of corpses, and even their own children and nephews, some people can't help but cry secretly.
Then gritted his teeth and continued to move the bodies of these loved ones to the empty space outside the dock fort.
The bodies of those young men who died in this battle, whether they were the children of the Yang family or the homeless, were buried in the cemetery of the Yang family. Although some of the children of the Yang family had a lot of complaints about this matter, and felt that the ancestral land of the Yang family was not suitable for burying outsiders, but in the face of this kind of remarks, the elderly Yang Xuan just shook his head.
"Look at the blood on the ground, it is all shed from those strong men, can you separate this blood and separate the Yang family from outsiders?"
As soon as these words came out, those Yang clan people who had opinions were speechless.
Whether it is the people of the Yang clan or the outsiders, at least after this night, their blood has indeed flowed together.
The corpses of one's own people naturally need to be buried, and the corpses of enemies are two things to say.
One after another, the corpses of the Hu people were carried out, and these corpses would be burned in a fire, and the ashes that were burned out would be sprinkled into the fields according to the rules of the ancestors. This is said to be the way to keep these damned Hu people forever, and most importantly, it is said to make the crops grow better.
And after the last Hu Ren's body was carried away, the trouble that Yang Jiabao didn't want to face at the moment was finally placed in front of everyone.
"Hey......"
Looking at Du Chengfeng who fell to the ground, the aged Yang Xuan couldn't help but have a toothache.
"Who is that, Lao Li, how did you stop him just now?"
"I ......"
Carpenter Li, who was called, was hesitant, but he didn't know how to speak for a while.
He didn't know why he was able to stop Du Chengfeng at that time, you must know that he was almost scared to death at that time. But when he saw Du Chengfeng, who had already killed all the Hu people, picked up his big knife and was about to continue to kill those young men of Yangjiabao, he still rushed down from the corner tower and stood in front of the other party.
As for why he would stand up even though he knew that he might be killed, this Li carpenter really didn't know, he didn't think about it so much at the time.
Maybe it's just because he thinks that this young man who often comes to his gang is still quite kind, knowledgeable, and willing to work diligently, so he won't be a bad guy who kills innocents indiscriminately?
"Uncle Clan, I don't think I can keep him."
Just when Carpenter Li was still a little distracted, Yang Sanlang, who had changed his pants, had already walked over and squeezed Carpenter Li aside.
"Now he's fainting, yes, but it's just a physical exhaustion. If we wait for him to wake up, if we want to kill my Yang clan again, will we really have any power to fight back at that time? ”
"You ......"
Yang Xuan couldn't help frowning.
Intellectually speaking, Yang Sanlang's worries are not unreasonable, after all, if there was no Carpenter Li's inexplicable stop just now, Yang Jiabao is afraid that he will really be killed. But in any case, Du Chengfeng in front of him still saved the heroes of the entire Yangjiabao from under the Hu people's soldiers, if he just took advantage of his defenselessness to kill the killer, is this a bit too ......
"Uncle clan, I also know that this is not good, but for the sake of Yang Jiabao, I am willing to be this wicked person."
With that, Yang Sanlang had already picked up a spear from the ground.
Holding the spear upside down, Yang Sanlang twisted his waist and turned his hips, waved his arm, and the blood-stained spear flew towards Du Chengfeng's heart.
This is Yang Sanlang's famous stunt, the powerful spear throwing is enough to nail people to the ground, not to mention that Du Chengfeng, who is the target, is now unconscious and has no power to fight back.
However, at this moment, an arc of light swept through the air.
The powerful spear silently broke in two and fell to the ground.
Yang Saburo saw the knife.
Even though Du Chengfeng was unconscious and lying on the ground, the ancestral treasure knife that should have belonged to his Yang clan had already pointed diagonally at Yang Sanlang's neck.
Pointed at the big knife, he felt like a pig that had been tied up and was waiting to be slaughtered.
"Ah!!h
The pungent bloody breath came to his face, Yang Sanlang screamed, and once again sat on the ground in fright.
He's going to change another pair of pants again.