C11 Valley Bloodbath

Three short and one long horn sounds quickly spread to every corner of the Yang Family Villa, and every horn in every village started to blow, one after another horn sounds directly into the sky, reverberating in the mountains, gradually tearing open the night sky, the darkness slightly retreated.

"Get up, get up, something happened at the Yang Family compound."

Yang Lei was extremely familiar with this kind of three short and one long horn sound. Although he was no longer the head servant of the Yang family compound, he still jumped up from the bed out of reflex, and shouted at Yang Lin, Yang Hu, and Yang Bao while dressing.

The alert Yang Lin was also woken up by the horn sound, but he didn't understand what the horn sound meant. He thought it was some guy who couldn't sleep and was practicing the horn sound. Hearing Yang Lei's shout, he immediately understood that it was the sound of the police, and hurriedly jumped up from the bed.

"Hurry to the Yang Family compound."

In a short period of time, Yang Lei was fully dressed. After leading three horses, Yang Lin, Yang Hu and Yang Bao ran out. The four of them jumped onto their horses, held their spears and ran out of the village. At this time, most of the young men in the village had already gotten up. They pulled their horses and followed them towards the Yang Family compound.

People continued to join their team along the way. By the time they had arrived at the Yang Family compound, their team had already reached more than 300 people. It was already dawn. From a distance, they could see numerous figures attacking the Yang Family compound.

"Phew …"

Yang Lei raised his spear high in the air and shouted for his mount to slow down. All the horses behind him slowed down and the group slowly stopped, finally standing on top of a hill.

Regarding the terrain, Yang Lei was very clear, this was the front gate of the Yang family compound, between the two hills, there was a long valley that led all the way to the gate of the Yang family compound, which was specially selected by the predecessors of the Yang family compound. However, this valley had also become a path for bandits to attack the Yang Family compound. Yang Lei turned his head to look at the team behind him and loudly ordered.

"Fellow villagers, these bandits are attacking the Yang Family compound. Hang the pike on the horse, pick up the bow and arrow, ready to shoot the bandits. As the saying goes, the first to capture the thief is the king, and the first to shoot the enemy is the horse. The bandits are all dressed in armor, so we should stay far away from them. If they come close, kill them with spears and swords. "

Although these mountaineers weren't soldiers and hadn't been trained, bows and arrows were their livelihood. Almost everyone was a godly archer, and normally, a sprinting rabbit would be killed with one arrow, not to mention shooting people and horses. Hearing Yang Lei's order, they all took out their bows and nocked their bows.

"Kill …"

Yang Lei waved his hand and shouted, and suddenly kicked the horse's belly. The horse lifted its head and roared, and rushed out, with more than three hundred riders following him, like a stream of water sweeping across the hill, bringing up broken branches and fallen leaves. In an instant, the water turned into a torrent, sweeping towards the bandits.

"Giddy …"

Yang Lin also loudly shouted. In that instant, his face was filled with a thick killing intent as he raised his heavy bow and took out an arrow. This was the first time he had participated in a battle. Moreover, he had been riding a horse while charging forward. However, he did not feel any fear. Instead, he had an uncontrollable impulse.

"Second Leader, quickly welcome him."

As soon as he saw Yang Lei's team, he immediately ordered the Second Leader to lead the team to welcome them. Liu Chang waved at the bandits that were waiting for orders and the three hundred bandits immediately followed, pouncing towards those young and strong men.

"Pu pu pu …"

Both sides were godly archers. As soon as the two teams entered their firing range, arrows from both sides were shot out. Arrows flew everywhere, some even knocked against each other, causing "ding-dong" sounds. Most of the arrows shot into the bodies of the horses.

In just a few hundred steps, Yang Lin had shot five arrows at once, and the arrows had even hit their target. That strong and hard bow, coupled with his unparalleled strength, made the arrows fast and heavy. At such a close distance, even if you were wearing armor, it would still make you feel cold.

The open space in the mountain was not big, and both sides were equipped with bows and arrows. The leader Yang Lei shot out a few arrows before turning his horse around and running towards another mountain. The young warriors behind him followed closely behind, forming a long line that quickly passed by the bandits' group.

Yang Lin, who had run to the top of the mountain, looked back. More than 300 young men had followed him, and more than 50 of them had already fallen on the path of the charge. Some of them had been shot by arrows, some had been shot by horses, and some of the young men had fallen off their horses.

"Charge back and save them."

Yang Lei's eyes flashed with a cold light, his expression abnormally heavy. These young and robust men were their fellow villagers, and the majority of them were only injured. If they were rescued in time, they wouldn't be in danger of death, so they definitely couldn't leave them behind. He raised his big hands, shouted to the villagers, and led the way down the hill, and they all went down again.

"Kill …"

At this moment, the bandits also turned their horses around and rushed over. The two groups once again met, and the earth-shattering arrows shot through the sky like meteors, because the two teams were too close together and the speed of the arrows they shot out was too fast, so the sound of the arrows tearing through the air was exceptionally ear-piercing, like a thunderclap exploding beside their ears.

"Pu pu pu …"

This sound quickly came out. It was the sound made when the arrows were shot into the body of the horse. The strong arrows tore the muscles and crushed the bones. They were shot deeply into the body of the horse. The hunters were already used to this sound. To them, the sound of these arrows hitting the ground was no different from the sound of their prey. This was the most beautiful sound in the world.

Yang Lin originally wanted to kill the bandit leader, but once he started charging, he couldn't care less. He had to dodge the bandit's arrows while shooting, he was too busy to find the bandit leader. At the time of Guan Jian, the two wooden sticks hanging down had been of great use, allowing him to stand up and shoot continuously.

"Go to hell!"

As the villagers continued to fall, Yang Lin was also burning with rage. He shot arrow after arrow, and every arrow he shot brought with it a large amount of blood and gore. The blood that splattered out was like a blooming blood lotus, appearing exceptionally bright and strange in the morning valley.

The bandit troops whizzed past and released a rain of arrows, leaving behind a large number of bandits who had fallen to the ground and waves of miserable wails. After the bandits had passed, the villagers jumped off their horses, picked up the fallen villagers, and ran to the top of the hill.

In just two rounds of Charge, the three hundred over young and strong players had lost almost thirty percent of their strength. Looking at the villagers lying on the ground bleeding, Yang Lin's heart was also bleeding. However, when he looked around, he saw that the villagers were not scared. Instead, they became more impulsive. Their eyes were all bloodshot, and they yearned to attack again.

"Armor!"

Yang Lin suddenly understood, what his fellow villagers lacked was precisely armor! These fearless villagers, facing death recklessly, were willing to risk their lives and go forward bravely for the sake of the Yang family compound, but they lacked the necessary protection. If they had armor, they would truly be elites.

On the other hand, those bandits had come prepared and were more or less wearing protective armor. Although it was a mess, some of them were even in tatters, but it was still effective. In comparison, their casualties were much lower than those of their fellow villagers. Most of them had fallen from their horses, and not many bandits had been shot in the body.

It was a good thing that at this time, another large group of young and strong people had arrived. The number of young and strong people had suddenly increased to more than two thousand. It was as if the entire mountain peak was filled with young and strong people. The young men became more and more excited. They raised the bows in their hands high up in the air. Each arrow reflected the rising sun, reddening half of the sky.

"..."

"Kill ah …" "The villagers are here!"

Just as Old Third Wang's bandits were about to attack the east yard's wall, Yang Cheng arrived with more than a dozen servants. He suddenly shouted loudly, his steps were like flying knives, fiercely stabbing into the bandits from the front. The big blades in his hands hacked left and right, the bandits split like the waves, those who blocked would die.

"Kill!" Kill! Kill! "

Yang Cheng was like a mad tiger, his eyes were blood-red, and his thunderous battle cry resounded through the sky. More than ten servants followed closely behind, moving forward bravely. The bandits who had attacked the walls were abnormally brave as they swung their sabers randomly. Knife lights danced on the wall of the East yard. Blood splashed and flesh froth flew all over the place.

"Kill …"

This was a clear massacre, with both sides fighting with their lives on the line. On the narrow walls of the courtyard, a strong force and a firm willpower was put in place. The slightest retreat and it would be met with complete annihilation. Both sides were repeating simple and effective actions, one after the other, over and over.

Gradually, the bandits were unable to resist. After all, the amount of bandits rushing up to the wall was limited, but the killings of the servants were endless. Especially when they saw the reinforcement coming from the villagers, their morale was boosted and their killing became even fiercer. Those bandits didn't seem to be able to do anything, and didn't show any signs of backing down either, until they were cut down to the ground. Some bandits even carried their servants and jumped off the cliff together.

"..."

On the wall of the south yard, Lady Yang and Miss Yang, dressed in armor and holding a big sabre, were standing at the front of the line to protect the Yang family compound. The silver armor was very conspicuous in the dim night. Ever since they woke up, they had been standing on the wall, not only to raise the morale of the servants, but also to tell the bandits that the master of the Yang family compound was still strong and alive.

"Madam, the villagers are here."

There was no need for the servants to remind her. Lady Yang also saw the figures of her fellow villagers. Her gloomy face finally revealed a trace of a smile. She asked herself if the Yang Family's compound had been worthy of the villagers. When the Yang Family compound was in trouble, the villagers came to help, which made her very happy.

"Mom, look, he's here!"

Hearing Yang Juan's joyous shout, Mistress Yang turned around and, following the direction Yang Juan was pointing in, saw a tall and sturdy figure standing out in the rising sun. The sturdy bed bows shot out one arrow after another with incomparable power, causing clumps of blood to spray out.

"How can he stand and shoot?"

Ordinary hunters had to rely entirely on the strength of their legs to tightly grip the horse's abdomen so that they could pull the bow and shoot. They had to lean forward to keep their center of gravity as low as possible to prevent falling off the horse, and most of them were shooting arrows while lying on the horse's back.

Yang Lei, Yang Lin, Yang Hu, and Yang Bao, on the other hand, stood straight as if they were shooting arrows. They easily drew their bowstrings and calmly aimed at their targets, aiming their arrows accurately. Even if they dodged the arrows, it was still unusually easy for them.

"This old thing, why is he here too?"

Mistress Yang stood on the southern wall and similarly saw Yang Lei's figure. While she was happy, there was also a trace of resentment. If not for this old fogey's ruthlessness, why would Yang Juan have fainted? Why would he have fainted with her? Why would bandits want to take advantage of this?

"Mother, Thunder uncle has his own difficulties, don't blame him."

Yang Juan already knew that she had only heard half of Yang Mei's sentence before she fainted. Although she had followed her mother up the yard wall after waking up, she was also extremely embarrassed. When did he become so infatuated with her? Now that almost everyone knew, how could he face others in the future?

She couldn't help but remind herself that since Yang Lei didn't agree, then she would never think of him again. Standing on the courtyard wall and watching the servants fight to the death, the blood in her heart started to boil. For the time being, she had forgotten about his figure and her own pain.

However, when she saw his figure, her heart became tangled, and her yearning became even stronger. Only now did she realize that his figure had already occupied her entire heart, and that she couldn't put anything else aside. If she did not have this figure in her life, would she still have the courage to continue living?

"Mother doesn't blame him, if he can bring people to rescue the Yang Family compound today, Mother won't hold grudges against him anymore."

"..."

The faces of the bandits became uglier and uglier as they retreated from the courtyard wall for the sixth time. All that was left was a bunch of ice-cold corpses and wails of agony from all over the place. On the wall of the Yang family compound, blood flowed down like a waterfall. Under the sunlight, the whole wall was dyed with blood.

"Boss, there are more and more young and able-bodied men at the Yang Family Manor. Our brothers can't hold on much longer."

Lee's long legs spurred his horse forward, and he was hit by an arrow. The long arrow pierced his arm, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. Blood dyed half of his body red. Of the three hundred bandits following him, less than a hundred were still able to stand up.

"Boss, Old Wang and Liu Ergou have already run away. Everyone from the Yang Family Manor is coming to surround us."

At this moment, the bandits under his watch also ran over. Old Wang and Liu Ergou did not have many people to begin with, and usually only robbed small villages. Today, they wanted to follow and pick up some cheap goods, but they did not expect the Yang Mansion to be so tough.

"F * ck his grandmother, we're going to empty out today. "Retreat!"

Seeing the two capable subordinates injured, the bandits' casualties were too great, while the villagers' numbers were increasing, Zhang Dagao could not stand it anymore, these bandits were his capital, he did not want to bet all his capital on the Yang Family compound.

"Boss, it won't be that easy even if you want to leave. The young and able-bodied men have already blocked the mountain entrance."

"Everyone, get on your horses and rush out."

With a loud command from Zhang Da, the bandits jumped onto the back of their horses and gathered around Zhang Da's mouth. His eyes swept over the bandits, and his heart ached so much that he almost fainted. Of the eight hundred bandits that descended the mountain, only five hundred of them were able to mount the horses. Almost half of them had been killed.

"Yang Family compound, I'm not done with you."

Looking at the young and strong man from the Yang family, his mouth was wide open in anger, but his eyes were as fierce as a wolf's. He took off the spear he had hung on his horse and slowly raised it towards the sky. The sharp edge of the spear shone with a faint cold light in the sunlight.

"Brothers, life and death shall be decided by this. Follow behind me and kill your way out!"

"Kill …"

More than four hundred bandits cried out in unison. Their mournful roars echoed throughout the valley, startling the countless birds in the mountains. With a "thump thump thump", they flew towards the depths of the mountain. More than four hundred spears were raised high in the air, like a forest of spears. The bright shining edge of the spears caused the entire valley to suddenly light up.

"Fellow villagers, plagiarizing fellow."

Seeing the bandits raise their spears, Yang Lei's expression was cold as he roared. All the young and strong men carried their bows and arrows on their backs, took off their spears from their horses, and raised them high into the air. As for the ones who didn't have spears, they took out long swords from their robes.

Yang Lin reached out to pick up his spear, and couldn't help but tighten it in his hand. That icy cold feeling instantly spread throughout his entire body, and all the muscles in his body instantly tensed up. He slowly raised his spear. As the spear slowly rose up, the blood around him began to boil.

"Kill …"

The mountaineers and bandits shouted at the same time, and the horses on both sides moved their hooves at the same time. The villagers and the bandits yelled at the same time, and the horses on both sides moved their hooves at the same time, and

"Clang …"

The two currents finally clashed, and in an instant, waves broke and the sound of metal clanging rang out into the sky. In an instant, the entire valley was filled with a bloody mist as broken limbs and limbs filled the air.

"Die!"

Yang Lin gave a loud roar, his spear pierced a bandit's chest, boiling hot blood splashed onto his face, and before he could recover his senses, he suddenly heard a long spear piercing towards him. He suddenly picked up the bandit's corpse, thrusting his long spear out like a bolt of lightning, and a second bandit strung it onto his long spear.

"Kill …"

The mournful roar filled the valley, the fierce tearing and killing caused the sun to lose its color. The more than two thousand strong killing formations passed by. Looking back, the entire valley was filled with corpses. Blood flowed like a river. However, more than two hundred bandits had already rushed out of the encirclement and escaped into the deep mountains.