dandy city lord

Chapter 157 It's better to die than live!

Following the traces left by the blind man, more than 20 soldiers of the sword family came after them, and the strongest of the more than [-] people was the guard level.

Perhaps it was the joy of taking down the Yan family's cities, or maybe they were used to running amok, these more than 20 soldiers chased the traces left by the blind man all the way, and sneaked into the forest carelessly.

As the saying goes: When you meet Lin, don't enter!

Especially on the battlefield.

Because you don't even know what's inside, whether it's a human, a beast, or Demacia... At this moment, Yang Hu actually remembered his title of "Mighty King".

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The group of dead Dao soldiers had already touched the position of the sergeants less than ten meters away.

Kong Wumeng waved his hand before the battle, and twenty heavy armored soldiers rushed out.

The thick and heavy armor guarantees the safety of the heavily armored sergeants to the greatest extent, allowing them to face the more than 20 swordsman soldiers without any scruples.

Like a galloping bull, the heavily armored sergeant slammed into the Daoist soldier with a huge shield and saber.

The rumble of the heavily armored sergeant running frightened the group of soldiers. The first four or five unlucky ghosts were thrown by the heavy armored sergeant in the blink of an eye, flying seven or eight meters into the air, and smashed into the bushes full of weeds and dead branches. , let out a miserable howl of ghosts and wolves.

Where the army formation passed, the huge shields of the heavy armored soldiers slapped, and the swords swung bloody flowers. In the blink of an eye, the charge was over, and none of the soldiers of the Dao family could stand still.

Even Yang Hu, who was watching from a distance, couldn't bear it, it was simply too miserable, too bullying.

Kong Wu and the others were full of excitement.

Once upon a time!
They can also face the pawns of other people's pawns so awe-inspiringly. Twenty pairs of more than twenty people charge and kill their opponents in one wave.

Qing Kui looked back at Yang Hu with excitement on his face: "City Lord, are we doing well?"

Yang Hu rolled his eyes: "That's not bad, look at your formation, it's all deformed."

Qing Kui looked back, only to find that the neat four-row queue on his side had dispersed, he scratched his head and laughed, "Isn't this the end of the fight?"

Yang Hu roared: "Finish? If they are also someone else's bait, and a team of comparable strength rushes out at this time, can you stop it? Don't treat everyone as a fool. Do you understand the variables on the variable battlefield? Remember it for me .”

As soon as he roared, Qing Kui and the others wilted, drooping their heads, not daring to speak, and consciously cleaning the battlefield.

At this time, the blind man had the opportunity to step forward and say to Yang Hu: "The Dao family attaches great importance to Xinji, and each village has a small team of ten disciples stationed to guard it. In addition to the defense of the villagers..."

Yang Hu cracked his mouth and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "I'm afraid it's for the confiscation of iron ore! It's not surprising for the villagers. If you kill the rebels, no one will dare to move."

Looking at Tieliu Village not far away, Yang Hu raised his eyebrows: "Blind man, divide the team into sixteen teams, and tell them the location of each village. The action is scheduled for dawn today. When the time comes, take down Xinji at the same time." Surrounding villages. Let them start their journey."

The blind man did not dare to neglect. The villages near Xinji were far and near, and the farthest was still tens of miles away. He went forward to summon Kong Wu and other captains, and divided the team into a team of 40 people. The few people who came out alone were Responsible for the message delivery of several distant villages.

Also explained some things to pay attention to on the road.

Only then did he bring sixteen teams forward to salute Yang Hu. Yang Hu glanced at them: "Remember the time of action, after capturing the village and clearing out the rebels, immediately evacuate the village and meet up ten miles south of Xinji."

"Roar!"

The sixteen teams let out a deep roar.

Yang Hu waved his hand: "Go!"

The heavily armored sergeant turned and sank into the darkness.

Yang Hu jumped off the tree stump and said to the blind man, "Let's go and have a look around Xinji."

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"Do all the bronze cities look like this?" Yang Hu squatted on the trunk of an old tree, looking at Xinji City from afar.

The blind man sitting on the tree branch behind him cracked his mouth: "It's basically the same, and there are few fifth-level cities that are about to be promoted that will be different."

The blind man hesitated for a moment: "City Master, are you sure you can trust them to act alone?"

Yang Hu moved and sat on the tree trunk, leaning there lazily: "They are just puppets now, and they will do what I say. If there is an urgent matter, the tree will fall and the monkeys will disperse."

The blind man stopped talking.

This is completely different from the city lord he has met and understood to manage his subordinates.

No city lord would allow his soldiers to have their own thoughts. What the city lords want is for the soldiers to obey orders. Naturally, the city lord's cronies will do the commanding work.

Zhao Qingtian was squatting on the other side of the tree trunk, listening to Yang Hu's words with interest in his eyes, he was really surprised that the city lord was a freak.

Although it was only a few days since he came back with Yang Hu all the way, he could still see some clues from the attitudes and words of the people around him towards Yang Hu.

The city lord's reputation may not be very good!
Acting is also weird, not taking the usual way.

His attitude towards the heavily armored sergeant actually made Zhao Qingtian most curious. Zhao Qingtian himself was a general, and he led troops for the sake of the city lord, so he naturally hoped that his subordinates would obey his orders.

You know, sometimes soldiers who are too smart often do bad things.

But this little bronze city lord is a little different from others. He is actually cultivating the command consciousness of the heavy armor soldiers intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Qingtian couldn't figure this out.

What's the benefit of Yang Hu doing this?
He is cultivating a group of guys who may rebel at any time?
However, Zhao Qingtian may have overlooked a problem, that is, he is only a general, not a city lord.

Although Yang Hu was the city lord for the first time, the thinking in his mind was not a product of this world.

Although many of his ideas may not necessarily mean that he is a qualified city lord, but Yang Hu's starting point is to set up his own game based on human nature.

Just ask what kind of strategy the world is, not taking advantage of the ignorance of other people's minds to create the product of opportunity.

Yang Hu has already seen all kinds of life in his life as the king of killers in his previous life. Now, since he is in the chess game, he doesn't have to worry about how he came to this chess board, so he might as well play a good game Good chess.

This is Yang Hu's idea.

Listening to what the blind man and Zhao Qingtian were thinking, Yang Hu leaned on the tree trunk and closed his eyes and fell asleep: "Blind man, tell me how your last city lord died."

The blind man was stunned for a moment, and then there was a bit of bitterness on his face: "Why did you die? That idiot was caught by the enemy and hacked to death... He really deserved it!"

"He has already prepared the conditions for the promotion of the bronze city. The total strength of the thirteen cities has reached as many as 5. Even after the promotion, it is enough to squeeze into the black iron city to gain a firm foothold. .In the end, because of credulity in villains..."

The blind man sighed softly: "It turned out that years of hard work became someone else's pocket overnight."

Yang Hu closed his eyes and asked: "You were betrayed by the person you trusted the most, that's why you ruined your own eyes, and lived with those escaped soldiers. Is it worth it?"

The blind man shook his body, but his complexion did not change. He replied in a harsh voice, "It's better to live than to die."

(End of this chapter)