"Woo..."
The soldier lay on the ground and whimpered in pain before he breathed his last.
Yang Jing held a dagger stained with scarlet blood and swept his gaze indifferently across the many Ming soldiers in the courtyard.
The Ming army, including the Thousand Households, took a step back in unison. At this moment, they were completely scared out of their wits by the strength displayed by Yang Jing.
"How is this possible…"
The thousand-man muttered to himself in disbelief as he looked at the miserable state of the soldier.
"How could Yang Jing…"
For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
If he stayed here and continued to waste time with him, then his personal guards would definitely suffer heavy losses.
Although Yang Jing was alone, the strength he displayed was too terrifying.
The current situation was turbulent.
They didn't know who they would take the surname of tomorrow.
At this moment, the most important thing was to accumulate wealth and save his life. There was no need to cause losses for the sake of public affairs.
After all, these personal guards were used to save their lives at critical moments.
He should report this matter to the commander of the guards and ask him to send troops to clean it up.
The thousand-man's eyes darted around and he had an idea.
He looked at Yang Jing with a gloomy expression and waved at the soldiers in the courtyard.
"Retreat!"
After saying that, he turned around quickly and prepared to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.
The soldiers who heard the order could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
Just like the thousand-man, they were frightened by the strength Yang Jing had displayed. At this moment, when they heard that they could retreat, their feet were like the wind as they hurriedly ran towards the gate of the Yang residence, afraid that if they were slow, they would become the souls of the dead under Yang Jing's blade.
Before they reached the gate, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in the courtyard.
"Since everyone has come, then don't leave.”
The moment his indifferent voice fell, there was a bang!”With a loud bang, the originally wide open gate of the Yang Residence was actually closed.
At the same time.
A group of brawny men dressed in coarse linen clothes suddenly rushed out from the corner of the Yang residence.
Some came out of the main hall, some came out of the garden, some jumped down from the trees, and some even climbed over the wall…
Messy footsteps sounded one after another.
Soon, this small Yang Mansion was filled with strong men of the same size and attire.
As soon as these strong men appeared in the Yang Manor, they gathered together and surrounded the dozen Ming soldiers who were preparing to escape.
The originally small courtyard was now filled with people, almost to the point of being crowded.
The dozen Ming soldiers were surrounded by the strong men and had nowhere to run. They were so frightened that they subconsciously pulled out their sabers and gathered together with their backs against each other, afraid that these strong men who came out of nowhere would rush up and kill them all.
The 1,000 Peasants given by the system were all in position. Although they were all bare-chested and had no weapons in their hands, their numbers were large enough and their aura was terrifying.
After all the farmers were in position, they turned to look at Yang Jing, who had retreated to the threshold of the main hall.
Everyone's expressions were fierce. They cupped their fists and shouted in unison," Master!”
Yang Jing looked at the imposing manner of these peasant soldiers and nodded in satisfaction.
These people…
He actually called Yang Jing his master!
The thousand-man who was protected by the dozen Ming soldiers looked at Yang Jing in disbelief.
He had no idea when Yang Jing, a civil official, had managed to raise so many private soldiers.
Although these people were not wearing any armor or weapons, judging from their figures and auras, they should all be martial artists and had extraordinary strength.
Most importantly, he estimated that there were at least a thousand strong men in the courtyard!
He felt that if all these burly men came up and stepped on them, they could turn the dozen of them into meat paste.
The more Qian Hu thought about it, the more afraid he became. His legs turned to jelly.
He didn't know who these people were, and he couldn't figure out who Yang Jing was who could command these people.
He looked at the densely packed brawny men in the courtyard and Yang Jing, who had a smile on his face, and a chill that came from the premonition of death rose in his heart.
The chill made his legs go weak and he knelt on the spot.
The thousand-man knelt down.
The Ming soldiers around him also threw down their weapons and knelt down in fear.
"Lord Yang, please forgive me this time.”
The thousand-man knelt on the ground and shouted in Yang Jing's direction. Because there were too many people in the courtyard, he was afraid that Yang Jing couldn't hear him, so he deliberately raised his voice.
As soon as the thousand-man begged for mercy, his personal guards also began to beg for mercy.
"Please spare us. We won't dare to do it again.”
"Please spare us…"
They knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
There were too many strong men in the courtyard. There was not much space for these spineless Ming soldiers who only knew how to beg for mercy. Therefore, they could only prostrate at the feet of these farmers.
The pleas in the courtyard were endless.
Yang Jing was annoyed. He looked in their direction indifferently and waved his hand casually.
"Kill them all."
"Yes, sir!"
A thousand farmers responded in unison, their resounding echoes breaking through the clouds.
A few Ming soldiers who heard Yang Jing's voice fainted on the spot.
Then, dozens of farmers rushed forward and dragged the Ming army, who had lost all ability to fight, to a relatively empty place in the backyard.
Immediately after, more than ten miserable cries were heard.
"Ah!"
Screams of pain rang out one after another. Yang Jing smiled faintly. Those Ming soldiers had already been beheaded.
The crisis at hand was finally resolved, and Yang Jing heaved a sigh of relief.
However, he had to quickly prepare for the next step.
What happened in the Yang Residence today could not be hidden for long.
Even if no one reported this to the commander, this thousand-man had not returned for a long time. This would definitely arouse the suspicion of the commander.
When he sent people to investigate, they would definitely discover the Yang Residence's unusual movements. If he gathered the entire city's military forces to encircle and suppress them and sent a letter to the Xin 'an Guards of the Hui Prefecture, the situation would be somewhat bad.
Yang Jing wasn't afraid of just the troops of Wuyuan County, but if they alarmed the Xin 'an Guards of the Hui Prefecture, then the several county guards would gather together, which would cause a bitter battle with a lot of casualties. If Yang Jing rushed to fight, he would suffer heavy losses.
Right now, he still did not have enough troops under him. There was no need to cause any trouble in the early stages of development!
Yang Jing weighed the pros and cons and finally decided to take the initiative to attack.
Only by taking down Wuyuan County as quickly as possible and sealing off the news could they not attract the attention of the Xin 'an Guards of the Hui Prefecture!
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