dandy city lord

Chapter 177 A gift from God!

Tang Zhongqiang is a normal person, but he accidentally built a deadly trap for his own survival.

But Tang Jinli, a black iron city lord who was supposed to distinguish between rewards and punishments, had selfish motives because of his son's troubles. Regardless of the family's strict rules, he went along with Tang Zhongqiang's scheme.

The two of them didn't expect what kind of storm the trap they set up today would form.

Blow the Tang family to pieces.

Naturally, Yang Hu didn't know what these two guys were doing. He was leading the soldiers all the way around the sphere of influence of the Tang family and into the territory of the Lu family.

This city world is beyond imagination, even Yang Hu also needs to expand his vision.

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

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

Lincheng is on the verge of promotion and has completed the agricultural foundation. Now it only needs the cities captured by his subordinates, and enough population and soldiers to be able to advance smoothly.

Going out to learn scriptures is also a good way.

Otherwise, when will these people under his command grow up!

The team went around a mountain ridge, and there was a sloping hillside in front of it. Below you could see a village that was rising with smoke from cooking. Yang Hu stepped forward and jumped onto a rock, squatting down to look at the village.

Although the stockade is at the foot of the mountain, its aura is very powerful.

The stone wall of the city defense is four or five meters high, with gun holes and arrows on it, and you can also see the guards of the village.

"City Lord, the defense is tight!"

The bald head approached him, stared at the village at the foot of the mountain, and began to speak. As soon as the words were finished, Yang Hu casually came to the bald head: "Defend yourself, you don't know how to look at the distribution of villages, the distribution of fertile land. Is it? Don't pay attention all day."

As Yang Hu said, he turned his head and looked at the bald man wrapped in a 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 way, City Master, I'm scared to death when they see me like this, who dares to open the door for me."

"Idiot, just roll around at the edge of the field and pretend to be a beggar!" Yang Hu teased the bald head.

The bald head turned around and jumped down the stone, muttering: "I don't want to be ashamed!"

Yang Hu got up and waved his hands: "Today I will rest in that village for the night."

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

On the top of the wall of the stockade, there are more Xiangyongs holding knives and guns, staring closely at the approaching Yang Hu and his party.

Faced with the village's defenses, Yang Hu stepped forward and stood in front of the gate of the village and shouted: "Hi, folks, we passed by here, it's getting late and we want to spend the night here. Please make it easy."

Lu Da on the wall upstairs is the head of the Lu family village. He is half a hundred years old. Although he is dressed in a farm and has field soil on his feet, his burly figure shows that he is old and vigorous.

He was wondering where did Yang Hu and his team come from?

The group of gangsters who ran around recently didn't have such an aura.

In order to prevent the gangsters from attacking the village recently, people in the village have been panicking, but these soldiers who appeared suddenly came to stay overnight?

Lu Da took two steps forward and looked at the talking head and the group of sturdy soldiers behind him: "It's not peaceful recently. For the safety of the village, I can't let you in. I'm sorry, before it's dark, you guys If you go south for more than 40 miles, you will reach Pingran City, where you can stay."

Yang Hu raised his head and said with a smile: "My fellow, we have been driving for five days. We are really exhausted when we come here from the Tang Family's territory. Let's just stay overnight! We are good people!"

"Good guy."

Lu Da raised his eyebrows on the wall, and teased Yang Hu: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a tough and good man. The good man exuding iron color and blood all over his body, although the number is small, he also has the momentum of one against ten, let you go If good people come in, I’m afraid we’ll be bad.”

The village head is interesting and has a good eye.

Yang Hu smiled: "If it's not convenient to stay overnight, can you get us something to eat and drink? You know it's not easy to go out, so we will pay for the food and drink."

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

Yang Hu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, as long as you can eat enough."

He turned around and left the gate of the village, led the team away from the village for a while, sat down and waited.

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

Yang Hu found a place to lean down and waited slowly, but he didn't know that something happened when he waited.

When the sky was approaching, Qing Kui, who was on guard outside, rushed back: "City Master, a group of people appeared in the southwest. It's like the bandits that the old man said. There are a hundred or ten of them."

Yang Hu sat up and looked to the southwest.

Sure enough, a figure appeared faintly in the forest over there, making a detour here.

The villagers on the wall blew their horns again.

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

He got up and walked southwest.

Naturally, a group of small soldiers gathered behind them.

Yang Hu approached those thugs with big strides, and the city system swept around the edge of the forest, and all the thugs inside appeared in front of him.

Bandits... Of course, if you say that they are thugs if they are dressed in rags and have a disheveled face, then the heavily armored sergeants are almost gods.

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

Yang Hu stepped forward and shouted towards the forest: "Is there anyone who can speak and make decisions? Come out one."

There was a whisper among the "thugs", and finally a man in his thirties was pushed out.

He is tall and tall, but his whole body is almost skinny, not to mention the old horse he sat on.

However, when Yang Hu saw his thick skeleton, which was not inferior to that of a heavily armored sergeant, there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes: "What a waste of foundation!"

Facing Yang Hu who was wearing a black armor, the man seemed a little restrained, after thinking about it, he turned over and got off his horse, and asked Yang Hu in a rough voice, "What are you doing?"

Sounds like a bell!

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

Yang Hu cracked his lips and waved to him with a smile: "Don't be so far away from me, and don't be so loud, discuss something with you."

The man hesitated for a while, let go of the horse and stepped forward.

The old horse actually followed suit.

Yang Hu's eyes flashed and he nodded with satisfaction: "Is the family unable to uncover the pot?"

The man stared at him without speaking.

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

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

(End of this chapter)