dandy city lord

Chapter 192 Don't mess with me!
Ten days!

It took ten days for the Lincheng soldiers to prepare the attack plan.

From marching, camouflage, logistics supplies, to the detailed plan of the attack.

Every plan formulated by the City Lord's Mansion must be approved by Luo Jiang or Yang Hu before entering the preparation stage.

The city is not big, and the number of soldiers is less than five thousand.

But every job must be done in accordance with Yang Hu's instructions.

At the same time, Yang Hu also wanted to separate the power of the city lord's mansion from the power of the legion, and let them know what cooperative operations are and what is the value of ants.

According to Yang Hu's words, it is Lao Tzu who is cultivating you to grow up, otherwise dozens or hundreds of cities will be handed over to you for management in the future, so it can't be messed up?
For the remaining five days, you will have to hurry on the road.

Go to Haoyu City at the junction of Yang Family and Murong Family, where Yang Zhong's wedding will be held.

Yang Hu quickly rushed out of the gate of Lincheng, followed by twenty heavily armored sergeants who covered their heavy armor with red robes, they were his entourage.

……

Five days, four cities, nearly a thousand miles away.

not simple.

It was noon when Yang Hu and his entourage rushed to Haoyu City, and Yang Zhong had just brought his bride over from Murong and returned to Haoyu City.

There were tens of thousands of disciples of the Yang family who came from various cities to congratulate them, crowded together at the gate of the city, and entered the city to welcome the bride, Murong Xinyue.

The Yang family has nearly ten thousand disciples, and the Murong family also has many disciples.

That kind of joy made Yang Hu's teeth itch.

When Yang Hu got married back then, he didn't have this kind of treatment. The fragments of his memory truly reflected his embarrassment back then.

Everything is ready in Lincheng, but it's a pity that the people who came to congratulate him were just chatting with a few people, and there were not two tables together. This was because of the face of the second brother Yang Lin. Regardless of his family's objections, he insisted on bringing a few friends to Yang Hu's door to support him. face.

Looking at the excitement of Yang Zhong's wedding now, Yang Hu was naturally very upset with the hostility rising in his heart.

"Yang family, Murong family. Hmph!"

Yang Hu's face darkened, and he drove his horse towards the city gate.

Today, Yang Hu's sixth uncle, Yang Qing's butler, Yang Zixin, was in charge of welcoming the guests. On the big day of his son's marriage, Yang Hu, the sixth uncle, sent out all the most capable butlers around him.

The degree of attention can be seen.

Yang Hu's sixth uncle, Yang Qing, is in charge of the two black iron cities of the Yang family. Yang Zixin can be his most trusted butler, so his experience and vision are naturally not bad.

Although Yang Hu's group is only about twenty people, but the stalwart exuded is really eye-catching.

Yang Hu was wearing the castellan's armor, but his face was covered by a hood, but Yang Zixin couldn't remember that there was such a young castellan in the Yang family.

Especially the group of entourage behind Yang Hu, who were tall, burly, and exposed, could almost be compared to the Yang family's barbaric families. Although everyone was covered by red robes, they could still see the shadow of the armor under the red robes.

The surrounding disciples of the Yang family were not too close to this group of unfamiliar soldiers, and all of them were just looking at them from a distance.

Now I saw Yang Hu walking towards the city gate.

Yang Zixin hurriedly came up to him, cupped his hands to Yang Hu and said, "Today is the wedding day of Yang Zhong, a disciple of the Yang family. The city lord has come from afar, so hurry up and invite him inside."

Yang Hu let out an evil laugh: "Uncle Zixin is really a noble man who forgets things!"

As he spoke, he lifted his hood to reveal his face.

Yang Zixin on the opposite side heard Yang Hu's words, his heart skipped a beat, he had already seen Yang Hu who had taken off his hood, and was startled: it turned out to be this dude.

On the face, he bowed his hands to Yang Hu calmly: "So it's the Thirteenth Young Master! Rare guest, rare guest, the master mentioned the Thirteenth Young Master yesterday, I wonder if you can come here! Please come inside, please come inside!"

The Yang family has a big business, and Yang Hu is not familiar to everyone, but he still knows the closest uncles in the family.

Among them, the sixth uncle, Yang Qing, Yang Hu was very unfamiliar with.

Yang Qing's power in the Yang family is not insignificant. His subordinates are in charge of the two black iron cities of the Yang family. In previous years, Yang Hu could only meet him at the end of the year, so he was not close.

On the contrary, he, the housekeeper, brings back some gadgets from the city guarded by Yang Qing every year and brings them to the young disciples at home, so he is more familiar with them.

Hearing Yang Zixin's words, Yang Hu smiled evilly and said, "Uncle Six can still think of me? I'm really flattered."

He didn't say much, rode his horse and led Kong Wu and others into the city.

Yang Zixin narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Yang Hu and others enter the city.

……

Twenty burly soldiers who could be compared to a hundred families of barbarians followed Yang Hu into the city, and immediately attracted the crowd of disciples in the city.

Yang Zhong got married, the Yang family, and the city that had a good relationship with the Yang family also sent people to attend the wedding.

They are all young people in their late teens and early twenties. In terms of strength, they are generally between fifty and one hundred.

Occasionally, there were a few people who stood quietly in the crowd and paid attention to Yang Hu and his party. Their combat power reached [-], and the highest one reached [-].

The city system automatically recorded the few people who were not showing any signs of expression in the crowd, and Yang Hu was cold-eyed to those onlookers.

There were still sharp-eyed people in the crowd, someone had already recognized Yang Hu, and began to chat about this dude in a low voice.

"It's Yang Hu. The thirteenth son of the Yang family, that dude."

"Yang Hu? The one who used to be called Hutou?"

"Well, it's him."

"Why is he here?"

"Yang Zhong is still his fourth brother, no matter how inhuman this dude is, the brothers of the family will make a post about their wedding."

"By the way. Back then, when this dude got married, it seemed..."

"Come on! Don't mention that. Be careful not to be mad by that dude."

"He was so crazy, he thought it was back then, but now Yang Shisan is not as arrogant as he was back then, oops...who beat me."

The Yang family disciple who was speaking, before he finished speaking, was hit on the head suddenly and let out a scream.

Yang Hu and his party who were walking along the street stopped, and it was the piece of jade on Yang Hu's waist that fell on the head of the Yang family disciple.

What is engraved on the jade is exactly the shape of a tiger with its mouth open and roaring.

Very hard, fine jade.

It landed on the head of that Yang family disciple, made a crisp sound on the side of the road and did not shatter, and made a bend at the man's feet, turning around in a circle, and stopped.

Yang Hu stopped, staring at the Yang family disciple who was talking in the crowd: "Yang Xin, pick up my jade."

Yang Xin, who was named by Yang Hu, immediately turned pale.

I said badly in my heart, turned around and wanted to squeeze into the crowd to avoid this dude.

Yang Hu looked at Yang Xin coldly and let out a strange smile: "If you dare to leave, I will come to the door. Yang Xin, you seem to have just come out of Zhangyu City, and you haven't worked at home yet. I, a dude, treat you like bugs, you Believe it or not."

Yang Xin shook his body, lowered his head and silently turned around to pick up the piece of jade on the ground, and went up to Yang Hu.

Standing beside Yang Hu, he handed Yu Jue up.

Yang Hu possessed himself and stared into Yang Xin's eyes: "Even if I'm a dude, you can't mess with me. This is Yang Zhong's happy day, remember, don't mess with me! Otherwise, I won't be able to eat and walk around."

Arrogant, rampant!
Show everything!

In the crowd next to him, some people looked at Yang Hu's pretending with disdain.

In the distance, a female voice came: "Brother Thirteen, why didn't you notify me earlier when you came."

Everyone turned back, and gasped when they saw who was coming, and the few who had spoken just now disappeared into the crowd immediately.

Dressed in elegant and plain yellow clothes, Yang Jing walked over in a graceful and graceful manner.

Accompanied by a tall black-faced man in a blue gown.

Yang Hu glanced at Yang Jing's slightly protruding abdomen, turned around and said to Yang Xin again: "Remember, don't mess with me. You can't afford it."

Yang Xin didn't dare to speak, nodded and turned around to squeeze into the crowd.

(End of this chapter)