C10

The afterglow of the setting sun shined on Little Flood Mountain Range. Like countless sharp swords piercing into the blue sky, the mountain peaks zigzagged along a rugged mountain road. A horse was galloping along the mountain, and the man on the horse turned his head to look behind him, as if he was about to be chased at any moment.

The horse gradually slowed down as it passed by several mountain peaks. Finally, it stopped in front of a mountain with strange rocks. The man on the horse looked around and made sure that no one was following him before a proud smile appeared on his face and he put his finger in his mouth.

He whistled a long, mournful whistle that echoed far and wide through the silent mountains. In a moment, two men with bows, knives, and hunters' uniforms on their backs were galloping over.

"Er Lizi, why are you running to the mountain in such a hurry? What's the matter?"

"It's a great thing, let's hurry back to the mountain and report to the Great Master. If something happened to the Yang Mansion, then both Lady Yang and Miss Yang would faint. The entire Villa was in a mess as they searched for Doctor Hua Tuo. If I were to go down Great Master's mountain tonight, I can definitely take down Yang Mansion in one go. "

"Oh, okay then, you go back quickly. We'll report to the Great Master right away."

"I told the Great Master that when I entered the mountain, I discovered that someone had already entered the mountain while I was in the lead. "Tonight, there might be other mountain poles going down the mountain, so you must be quick."

"It's fine, as long as our Wulong Mountain's army descends the mountain, the other troops would not dare to act presumptuously. We Great Master are not to be trifled with, whoever caresses the tiger's whiskers will be skinned off their skin. "

"That's good, I'm going back."

On the main road of the Yang family villa, a dozen fast horses were galloping, most of them were servants of the Yang family compound who were dressed in black, and there were a few scribe dressed people with medicine outlets on their backs. It was clear that they were medical worker. The leader was a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties. He had a medium build and a clean white face. He wore the golden bell of a medical practitioner and emitted a melodious ringing sound as he ran.

The sky gradually darkened, and the group of people seemed exceptionally anxious. They continuously whipped their horses, the horses' hooves raising a cloud of dust. Finally, the pedestrian saw the lights of the Yang family's courtyard. The house guards hastily opened the gate, and the group of people rushed in.

"Mr. Hua, it's been hard on you. I will not say much more about your kind words. Madame and the Lady are still lying on the bed, so please take a look. "

The Chief Steward Yang Fa hastily welcomed him, clasping both of his fists as he bowed to Mr. Hua. Without waiting for Mr. Hua to return the greeting, he stepped forward and pulled the middle-aged scribe's hand, not caring about proper etiquette, and pulled him to the backyard. As he ran, he introduced the illness to the Mr. Hua.

"Madam and Young Mistress have been unconscious for half a day, and there's no response at all."

Yang Fa pulled Mr. Hua to the bedroom in the backyard, only to see that his wife and his daughter were still unconscious on the bed. Mr. Hua waved his hand and the others left. He walked up and carefully examined them for a while, then he rolled his eyes and began to assess their pulse.

The Mr. Hua was Hua Tuo, a citizen of the Realm of Fire and Fire, a self-made and talented man who had great medical skills and a straightforward and powerful personality. He was only willing to become a common doctor who traveled the world as a normal person to relieve the pain of his patients with the Golden Hoop Bell, a skill that was deeply respected and loved by the people. Everyone called him the "Godly Doctor".

"How is it?"

Yang Fa's face was filled with anxiety, he did not even dare to breathe loudly, as he anxiously looked at Hua Tuo. When Hua Tuo finished his evaluation, he immediately went forward and asked. Hua Tuo stood up and walked out of the bedroom with Yang Fa and the others. After thinking for a while, he smiled lightly at Yang Fa.

"Butler Yang is not anxious, the madam and the young miss are fine." Madam and Miss had suffered from a heart attack. They were overly anxious, anxious, and anxious. They were suddenly stimulated and only temporarily passed out. It wasn't hard to wake her up, what was hard was to treat her heart disease after waking up. As the saying goes, the bell must be attached to the person, and the heart must also be treated. "If we don't cure Madam and Miss from their mental illness, even if we wake up from it, it will still be very difficult to recover."

"Sigh, this problem still needs to be dealt with slowly. Mr. Hua, please wake up the ladies first."

"Alright."

, Yang Hu, and Yang Bao rode on their horses. Each of them had their own thoughts, and no one made a sound, allowing the mount to freely move forward. From the mouths of the villagers, they already knew that Hua Tuo had gone to the Yang Mansion. With a genius doctor like Hua Tuo, they didn't have to worry about his health anymore.

However, everyone's mood did not improve. After all, the madams and misses were sick because of them. Yang Hu and Yang Bao couldn't help but blame his father in their hearts. A good marriage, for the sake of getting the old matter that was like sesame seed and rotten grain, had actually been messed up by his father.

However, Yang Lin did not blame her at all. As a modern man, he did not even have the concept of matchmaking, parents' lives and the like. What he was thinking was, did he really love that little lady? Perhaps he was affected by her infatuation and his mind was filled with her shadow. It seemed that he had really fallen for her.

When they returned home, Yang Hu's father and mother were waiting for them to eat dinner. No one mentioned what happened today, they just quietly ate dinner, and then Yang Lin, Yang Hu and the others went to the back of the mountain to practice their spear arts. After practicing for a while, Yang Hu's father went to the back of the mountain and called Yang Lin over.

"Yang Lin, tell Uncle the truth, do you like the young miss?"

"Uncle, let's not talk about whether I like Miss. What grudge do you have with Yang Mansion? From the fact that the Madam sent someone to propose, it could be seen that the Yang family didn't seem to care about this grudge. "Uncle, it's been ten years. It's time to resolve all kinds of grudges. Let bygones be bygones."

Yang Lei looked at Yang Lin in silence. Yang Lin's answer was outside of his expectations, but it was also within reason. In an instant, the things that had happened were still fresh in his mind, and his weathered face became unsettled. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"Sigh …" I see. "

After Yang Lei finished speaking, he turned around and left. His melancholy figure slowly disappeared into the night. Looking at Yang Lei's retreating back, Yang Lin felt bitter in his heart, he could imagine, that Yang Lei must have kept his grievances to the Yang Mansion, it must have been because he suffered greatly, that was why he chose to avoid it, and now that he wanted him to give up on his grudge, he was afraid that it would be hard for him to accept.

In the main hall of the Yang Mansion, Hua Tuo was seated at the table leisurely, holding a cup of water as he drank slowly. His disciples were standing around him, while the Chief Steward Yang Fa was walking around the main hall, his mouth constantly mumbling.

"I say Chief Steward, can you not wander around here? My head has been spinning around because of you."

Hua Tuo smiled at Yang Fa and teased him a little. Madam and Miss had already taken Hua Tuo's medicine and would wake up after a while of sleep. Hua Tuo was filled with confidence regarding this. But Yang Fa, on the other hand, was extremely anxious. The Madam and Young Miss would not wake up for a moment, and the entire Yang Mansion would not be able to rest in peace for a single moment.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang …"

Right at this time, the urgent sound of a gong sounded out in the Yang Mansion. In the quiet night, it was especially ear-piercing and shocking, causing the few people in the hall to jump up and down in shock. Yang Fa suddenly stopped and just as he was about to run out, he saw a servant run into the hall.

"Chief Steward, not good, the bandits are here. They are attacking the walls of the courtyard."

"Ah …"

Yang Fa felt his vision going black, his body swayed a few times before he stopped. It had been many years since a bandit came to the Yang Mansion to harass them, and in that moment, he felt a little uncomfortable. He quickly calmed himself down and asked the servant who reported the news.

"Have the servants gone up to the wall yet?"

"When you return to Chief Steward, all of you go up the walls."

"How many bandits are there?"

"It's dark, I can't see clearly. There's about a thousand people there."

"More than a thousand people? Where did this large group of bandits come from? There must be a couple of bandits here. They really want to rob us while we're on fire. Blast the Bullhorn, and have the young men of the various villages come to save the Yang Mansion. "

"Alright, Chief Steward."

Just relying on the hundred plus servants was not enough to protect Yang Mansion and defeat the bandits. Using the Bullhorn s to gather all the villagers to guard and attack the bandits was the old method of Yang Mansion. The servant who had reported the news complied and ran out. Yang Fa turned his head and smiled embarrassedly to Hua Tuo.

"Mr. Hua, I am truly sorry for frightening you. Madam and Miss still need your care, so I want to go up to the walls to take a look. "

"Chief Steward, go ahead. With me here, the Madam and the Young Miss will be fine."

When Yang Fa walked out of the hall, he heard the shouts of battle, and quickly ran, directly climbing up to the wall. Looking outside the wall, he saw that it was pitch black outside, he vaguely saw a black mass of bandits shooting arrows at the wall, and quite a few of them were climbing up to the wall.

"Kill ah …" Kill them all! "

From far away, Yang Fa could hear Yang Cheng shouting, and could only see the sword dancing up and down, Arrows flying about in the air, the servants were some holding sabers and slashing them, some holding spears and stabbing them, some holding bows and arrows, and some holding fire tridents as they pushed the bandits onto the staircase in the wall.

"Wu, wu, wu — wu …"

"Wu, wu, wu — wu …"

The Yang Mansion's Bullhorn blew, and the three short and one long horn sounded low and mournful. In an instant, it pierced through the night sky and filled the entire Yang Mansion, spreading out through the vast and boundless mountains, crossing high mountains, and causing bursts of responses from the mountains.

"Ah …"

The unconscious Lady Yang suddenly sat up, scaring the girls beside her. Ever since she married into the Yang Mansion, she had lost count of the number of times that the horn had sounded, so much so that she had gotten used to it. As long as the horn sounded, she knew that it was a crucial moment in life or death for the Yang Mansion, and even if she had a shred of consciousness, she would still be woken up by the horn.

"What's going on outside?"

In reply to Madam, the bandits of Wulong Mountain took advantage of Madam and Young Miss' coma to sneak attack Yang Mansion, but were discovered by the servants, and are currently fighting to the death.

"How is Miss?"

"Miss is still unconscious."

A little girl rushed in like a headless fly. She was panting, but there was a smile on her face as she raised her head to see that Madam was sitting and quickly knelt on the ground.

Madam, you have woken up too. I am so happy, and Young Miss has also woken up. The moment the Bullhorn's voice sounded, Young Miss woke up.

"God bless our Yang family, go back and serve the young lady, the rest of you bring my armor right away, I want to go up to the wall."

Once she heard that the young miss had woken up, a heavy burden dropped from Lady Yang's heart, but there was still an even more important matter waiting for her. Yang Mansion's safety did not allow her to hesitate at all, so she ordered the girls to prepare their armor as she got up from the bed.

Be it the bandits of Wulong Mountain or the servants of Yang Mansion, they were all villagers of Little Hong Mountain. Their ancestors grew up here, and they were all hunters and butchers. They all had a few basic similarities, which was that their blade techniques were fierce, their archery was exquisite, they were not afraid of death, and they were bloodthirsty.

Following Zhang Dazui's command, over three hundred bandits jumped off their horses, carried their ladders and rushed towards the walls of the Yang Mansion. The servants attempted to shoot arrows nonstop to stop the bandits from advancing forward. Unfortunately, there were even more bandits who rode up to the hillside and shot powerful Arrows s at the manor wall. The bandits' Arrows were accurate and ruthless, quickly suppressing the servants' archer s until they couldn't raise their heads.

"Kill …"

This was already the third attack from the Wulong Mountain's bandits, but the retribution from the servants did not loosen at all. One by one, ladders were pushed down, and the bandits that fell down the mountain screamed out in pain. Pieces of rocks were smashed down, and the bandits didn't even have time to wail before they were smashed into minced meat. However, there were simply too many bandits. In addition, they were abnormally fierce as they continuously charged upwards. Finally, they were pushed up against the walls of the courtyard.

A bloody massacre ensued.

Yang Song held the big blade tightly in his hand, his eyes squinted, filled with a cold killing intent, the big blade in his hand seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. When the first batch of bandits jumped onto the city walls, he was the first to leap forward. Waving his sharp blade, he began to fight with the ferocious bandits.

Right behind him was his brother Yang Bai. As the saying goes, when fighting brothers, father and son would fight. The servants of Yang Mansion were the subordinates of father and son. Seeing his older brother on the battlefield, his younger brother immediately jumped up. The large blade in his hand danced wildly on the wall as blood and gore flew everywhere.

The two brothers, one in front and one behind, were like two bulldozers, sweeping away all the bandits that were trying to stop them. The moment the bandits collided with the brothers, it was as if a rapid stream crashed into a rock, causing waves of blood to surge out. People continued to fall down, and fresh blood splattered out as howls filled the air.

In the vast night, Zhang Dazui's expression was gloomy as he looked at the walls of the Yang Mansion. Although the bandits were not afraid of death, the Yang Cheng father and son were simply too strong, and the bandits that had finally reached the walls of the city fell to the ground and wailed under the large blades of the father and son. The bandits' efforts were once again on the verge of failure, and they had no choice but to withdraw.

The walls of the Yang Mansion were indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack. It was not because the walls of the Yang Mansion were as tall and as wide as they were, but because the walls of the Yang Mansion were built halfway up the hill, and it would be difficult to climb up the hill, so attacking the walls of the manor again would be even more difficult. Furthermore, the courtyard walls were narrow and even if they attacked the walls, it would be difficult for them to stand on them. Soon, all of them would be killed by the servants.

"From the Great Master, the eagles from the Heaven Wind Cave are attacking very fiercely. It seems like they want to attack the Yang Mansion ahead of us."

The one who spoke was the Second Boss' Li Chang Zai. Because he had a pair of long legs, he became famous. As for his name, no one remembered it. He had just went to look around at the other two groups of bandits, and seeing that they were attacking closely, he became anxious, and immediately ran back to report to the Great Master.

Amongst these three groups of bandits, the Wulong Mountain's army was the largest, and was also the strongest in this area. Zhang Dazui was the leader of the Wulong Mountain Great Master, and had over eight hundred bandits under his command, but Eagle's Cave and Heavenly Wind Cave only had around three hundred bandits. Adding them all together, they were not as large as Zhang Dazui's group, and Zhang Dazui did not even put them in his eyes.

"Damn it, Wang Laosan, Liu Ergou, these two bastards are actually dogs. Their noses are even sharper than dogs', when they smell something fishy, they would immediately rush up. But just with those few people alone, I doubt they will be able to break through. Once I attack the Yang Mansion, they won't even be able to drink a mouthful of soup. "

Zhang Dazui cursed angrily a few times, but he started to worry in his heart. He was worried that the Yang Mansion would always guard against him, allowing the two bastards Wang Laosan and Liu Ergou to take advantage of him. According to the bandits' rules, whoever attacked the wall first would be the first to snatch it. Once they stopped, the rest of the bandits would go in to pick up the leftovers.

Just then, the bandits that were attacking the walls retreated. Zhang Dazui galloped in front of them and glared at the bandits fiercely. However, when he saw that Third Boss was covered in blood and had a huge cut on his face, the anger in his heart dissipated by half.

Third Boss, what's going on? "The Yang family only has more than 100 servants, why can't they attack three times?"

"Although there aren't many servants on the walls of the Great Master, their bows and arrows are powerful and their killing is fierce. That Yang Cheng father and son duo are very powerful and have already lost dozens of brothers. Let them rest for a while before we attack again."

Zhang Dazui knew these bandits better than anyone. They were all villagers in the depths of Little Flood Mountain, exceptionally brave, unafraid of death. Normally, when they fought, they would fight to the death, and there were no cowards to escape.

However, he had interacted with the servants of the Yang Mansion for many years. From the original Yang Lei to the current Yang Cheng, each one of them was fiercer than the last. Furthermore, the people of the Yang Family Villa were not easy to mess with, and they looked like a pack of mad dogs when they risked their lives. This was also the reason why he did not dare to provoke the Yang Mansion easily.

This time, if he didn't hear that the Yang family's madams and mistresses were unconscious, he wouldn't have come to attack the Yang Mansion. He thought that the servants who didn't have a backbone would be easier to deal with, but he didn't expect them to still fight so hard. Now that the Yang Mansion's Bullhorn had blown, before long, all the villagers of Yang Family Villa would rush over. From the looks of it, he had missed it again.

"Listen to this, whoever climbs up the wall first, the Yang family's young miss will be his."

"Aooo …"