Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Yang Zhengshan looked down and said coldly: "You lost!"

Although Yang Zhengshan looked indifferent, he was scared in his heart.

Damn, he was almost ripped open.

If he had reacted a little slower, he would have at least had a big wound in his abdomen. With Meng Temu's strength, the mountain armor on his body would definitely not be able to stop it.

Meng Temu's turbid eyes flickered, and his face was pale and gloomy.

He was still panting violently. The long battle made his physical strength drop sharply. After all, he was an old man over 60 years old.

But he was still unwilling in his heart!

I can't lose!

At this time, he had only this thought in his mind!

The next moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand to slap the spear in front of his chest, but the moment his hand touched the spear tip, Yang Zhengshan stabbed the spear head into his chest without hesitation.

Click, the spear shaft was broken by him, and the spear head remained in his chest, and the bright red blood spurted out like a spring.

Cough, cough, cough~~

Meng Temu coughed painfully, the fishy and sweet taste filled his tongue from the depth of his throat, flowed from the corners of his mouth, and dyed his gray beard red.

"Why bother!"

Yang Zhengshan withdrew the gun barrel that was already in a mess with a cold face.

"Cough, cough, I can only die, not lose!"

Meng Temu's face became more and more gray.

He is the king of the East Sea Hu tribe. If he loses, it will be the shame of the entire East Sea Hu tribe.

Yang Zhengshan understood what he meant. Death and defeat are two concepts. Death is the end of everything, and defeat can still be the future.

With Meng Temu's identity, if he was captured alive, the result can be imagined. He will definitely be taken back to Kyoto, suffer humiliation, and become a symbol of Darong's boasting of his achievements.

So he would rather choose to die than endure humiliation.

Looking at Meng Temu lying on the ground and gradually losing his breath, Yang Zhengshan did not have too many emotions.

There are many people who died in front of him. Although Meng Temu has a special identity, he is just one person.

Maybe he has a special meaning, but to Yang Zhengshan, he is just an enemy.

A dead enemy is the best enemy.

"The enemy chief is dead!"

Yang Zhengshan shouted again.

But this time he did not cut off Meng Temu's head. Meng Temu was a king after all. Although the title of king was a bit watery, he still had to be respected.

He pulled up Meng Temu's body, called Hongyun, jumped on the horse, and held Meng Temu's body high.

"The enemy chief is dead!"

...

When Yang Zhengshan raised Meng Temu's body, the Hu cavalry outside the city completely lost the courage to fight.

When the Hu cavalry outside the city was completely defeated, Yang Zhengshan appeared in the city gate holding Meng Temu's body. On the streets of Fushan City, the entire Fushan City fell from panic to despair.

The enemy had already entered the city, and their king was dead. In an instant, the Gorqin family seemed to have lost all hope.

Everyone became terrified and lost the determination to fight to the death, and turned to escape from Fushan City.

The north gate had been occupied by the Yunlong Guards, but they still had the east, west and south gates.

Shouts and cries echoed throughout Fushan City, and a large number of Hu people fled from other gates.

The defeat was like a landslide!

Countless Hu people fled into the dark night with fear.

"My Lord, we have taken Fushan City!"

A shout rang out on the battlefield in the west, destroying the resistance of the three tribes of Omubu, Chahar and Duosor.

Seeing the defeated enemy, Liang Chu, with blood on his face, laughed heartily.

"Darong will win!"

"Darong will win!"

Liang Chu waved his long sword and shouted loudly.

Then the soldiers around him shouted.

For a time, the shouts shook the sky, the soldiers were in high spirits, and the Hu people were defeated and fled.

...

When the light of dawn came again, Fushan City had completely fallen into the hands of Darong.

Liang Chu rode his horse, escorted by a group of personal guards, and slowly came to the city gate.

In front of the city gate, Zhou Lan, Yang Zhengshan, and Duan Hua, the commander of the Yunlong Guard, clasped their fists and bowed, saying, "Welcome, Lord!"

Liang Chu jumped off his horse, stepped forward quickly, and helped the three people up, "Everyone, thank you for your hard work!"

This battle was definitely a hard battle. Whether it was the battle with the three tribes of Omubu in the west or the battle with Gorqin inside and outside the city, it was an extremely tragic and hard battle.

Both sides put all their chips on the table without reservation and tried their best.

Zhou Lan made a refreshing gesture of invitation, "Lord, please!"

"Hahaha~~ Let's go and see this Da Ling Wangdu together! Hahaha, Wangdu!"

The Darong Dynasty has never recognized the Da Ling Dynasty. Until now, everyone in Darong still calls it the Hu tribe or the Hu thieves, the Donghai Hu tribe.

And the Da Ling Wang in front of Liang Chu is just like a joke.

The group entered Fushan City. The interior of Fushan City was very simple and did not look like a royal capital at all. Not to mention compared with Dayong Kyoto, it was even inferior to Anyuan City.

The not-so-wide streets were lined with earthen houses on both sides, which looked extremely primitive.

In terms of area, Fushan City was larger than Anyuan City, and the population that had lived there before was similar to that of Anyuan City, but the Donghai Hu people were too low-end and shallow in terms of architectural craftsmanship and cultural heritage.

This made the interior of Fushan City look like a rural village, and only the royal court located in the center of the city had a sense of magnificence.

After all, this is the capital of the Daling Dynasty and the center of the Gorqin clan. Most of the Gorqin clan's wealth is in this city.

When Liang Chu and his party arrived at the royal court, teams of soldiers were busy moving the wealth in the royal court.

Liang Chu stepped forward, opened a large box, and grabbed a handful of pearls and jadeite. "The Gorqin clan is still very rich, but their flag owner is like a miser. He only knows how to put the wealth in the warehouse and is unwilling to use it at all."

Are the Hu people in Donghai very poor?

From the perspective of ordinary Hu people, they are really poor, poorer than most people in Dayong.

But the nobles of the Hu people are very rich. They have tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses. They can use cattle, sheep, horses and various furs and medicinal materials to exchange for gold, silver, jewelry, silk, tea, porcelain, etc.

Although Dayong prohibits trading with the Hu people, there are always some desperate merchants who will sneak out of the customs to trade with them, and even the military officers in the army cooperate with them.

The case of the Liang family collusion with the enemy investigated by the Secret Guards was actually just a case of smuggling in the border town. It was only because this case might involve King Qing that the Secret Guards targeted it.

If the Secret Guards hadn't targeted it, no one would care about these things.

Of course, this is what happened before. After Lu Chongde and Liang Chu took office, they blocked other smuggling merchants while cooperating with the Secret Guards to block the Liang family's convoy.

So now there are not many merchants in Chongshan Town who trade with the Hu people.

Yang Zhengshan stood next to Zhou Lan, looking at these treasures, but he didn't have any thoughts.

This is not his trophy, he is not qualified to deal with it.

Besides, he had taken enough things before, and if he took more, it might cause trouble.

People can't be too greedy, and can't always think about putting things in their own pockets. Sometimes you still have to estimate the impact.

"My Lord, how to deal with the captives in the city?" Duan Hua next to him asked.

This time they didn't massacre the city, and many Hu people in the city became their captives.

There are quite a few of them, about 20,000 or so, almost all of them are members of the Gorqin clan.

Liang Chu thought for a moment and said, "Keep them under guard first, and I will report the situation here to His Majesty first!"

This battle was a complete victory, so naturally he had to show his merit to His Majesty the emperor.

Prisoners and spoils of war are one of the factors for showing merit.

Liang Chu knew the nature of the court very well, and he could not make any mistakes at this time, otherwise someone in the court would definitely jump out to impeach him.

Afterwards, several people made a simple inspection in the royal court, and Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan led their soldiers to withdraw from Fushan City.

Next, Fushan City will be Liang Chu's home ground, and all affairs will be decided by Liang Chu, and he and Zhou Lan no longer need to worry about it.

After withdrawing from Fushan City, Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan built a camp on a vacant land in the north of the city.

After a night of hard fighting, the casualties of the soldiers were not small, and the garrison camp lost nearly 200 soldiers again.

So far, only half of the more than 1,000 soldiers in the garrison camp are left.

But in terms of casualties, the garrison camp's casualties were already small.

Zhou Lan's 8,000 reinforcements now have less than 3,000 left.

The cruelty of war is in these shocking numbers, and even more so in the battlefield where blood and fire intertwine.

However, this war is not over yet.

Although Fushan City has been breached, the Donghai Hu tribe still has a lot of power.

On the third day after the battle of Fushan City, Wang Bin came to Fushan City with less than 1,000 cavalry.

Looking at the exhausted Wang Bin, Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn, I'm so tired!"

After finding the camp, Wang Bin jumped off his horse, cursed, and then asked for a bucket of cold water, and drank it all up.

The soldiers behind him were similar, and many of them were exhausted and rolled off their horses.

"What are you still standing there for? Prepare water and food for the brothers!"

Yang Zhengshan hurriedly shouted to Han Cheng and Yang Mingzhi next to him.

The two men came to their senses and immediately invited the soldiers to drink water and eat.

When Wang Bin recovered his breath, Yang Zhengshan smiled and said, "We are relieved to see you come back!"

Although Wang Bin and his soldiers looked miserable, Yang Zhengshan had noticed that their number was not much less, and it was obvious that they should not have been caught up by the Hu cavalry along the way.

"Hey, don't say it, this is the first time in my life that I have been so miserable. I was chased for six days and six nights!"

"We could rest for the first three days, but we hardly stopped for the last three days, and even many horses were exhausted to death!"

Wang Bin complained to Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan personally brought him a bowl of rice porridge and smiled, "That's really hard work, General!"

Wang Bin held the rice porridge and slurped it up.

After he was full, Yang Zhengshan arranged a tent for him to rest.

Wang Bin's return also made Liang Chu feel relieved. Liang Chu personally ran over to see Wang Bin, but when he came over, Wang Bin was sleeping like a dead pig.

In the following days, everyone dealt with the affairs in Fushan City while letting the soldiers rest.