The First Killer God of the Tang Dynasty

Two hours later.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three people, who had just relaxed, were interrupted by a loud knocking on the door.

"Who is it!"

Zhang Yang instinctively reached for the knife, thinking that the Dragon Martial Army had come to investigate him so quickly.

"Brother Zhang, it's me, Shi Tou. The village chief wants us all to go to a meeting."

Seeing that it wasn't someone from the Longwu Army, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to the outside, "I understand, I'll be there later."

After dismissing the person who had come to call him, Zhang Yang turned to Liu Yun'er and said, "Yun'er, I'm going to the village chief's house. Lock the door when you're home. There's rice in the rice jar. Cook some rice if you're hungry."

"Yes, I understand, my husband."

Liu Yun'er said timidly, still retaining her charm.

Zhang Yang was so excited that he wished he could fight him for another three hundred rounds.

But his body was really weak. The dragon and the two phoenixes he had just experienced made his legs tremble uncontrollably. If he were to do it again, he would really have to lean on the wall to walk.

He kept shifting his attention, left his house, and went to the village chief's house.

Guojia Village wasn't large, otherwise it wouldn't have escaped disaster.

The larger villages had mostly been looted by the rebels, but their village was spared because it was too small and too poor.

"The emperor has given the order! Each village must send 10 able-bodied men and 20 support personnel. Our village only has about 10 people at most. Let's give priority to people like Zhang Yang who have no parents to support."

As soon as I stepped into the village chief's yard, I heard him speaking.

He frowned and immediately wanted to conscript him into the army.

At that time, the An Lushan Rebellion was raging, and several of the bloodiest wars in ancient Chinese history took place during this period.

The Battle of Xiangji Temple, the Battle of Suiyang...

Each battle was a Verdun-like event in ancient warfare history, especially the Battle of Xiangji Temple.

The grand stage of the Tang Dynasty, the Xiangji Temple showdown, come quick!

What does it mean when 150,000 people fight each other and 70,000 die?

Joining the army at this time is practically suicide, isn't it?

"Oh dear, another conscription. This is the fourth or fifth time this year. All the able-bodied men in the village have been conscripted. Who will farm? How will we pay next year's taxes?"

"Stop complaining. Go to Xiangji Temple in a couple of days to burn incense and pray to Buddha, hoping that those who were chosen will return safely."

There were many villagers from Guojia Village in the courtyard, and they were all talking about it.

But their conversation left Zhang Yang completely stunned.

Go to Xiangji Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha?

Is this place really that close to Xiangji Temple? Does that mean he should run away as soon as possible?

Otherwise, if the Battle of Xiangji Temple breaks out, staying here will only lead to death.

"Zhang Yang, you have to be on this batch of recruits, otherwise we won't have enough spots left."

Just as he was lost in thought, Guo Wei, the village chief of Guojia Village, came up to him.

"Can I not go?"

Zhang Yang's first reaction was not to go. Who would want to rush to their death?

"That won't do. The conscription team will be here in a couple of days. They'll register you then. If you can't hand over enough men, our whole village will be in trouble. I know you just got a new wife and you're reluctant to leave, but there's nothing we can do. The emperor himself issued the order, I heard it's to retake Chang'an."

Guo Wei shook his head; he had anticipated the resistance from the crowd.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically called everyone to his house to give them instructions.

Zhang Yang shrugged, knowing there was no other way; he would have to pick up the bucket and run away.

With his skills, he could make a living anywhere. Why risk his life in the military and become worthless cannon fodder?

To retake Chang'an—it sounds like they're just conscripting ordinary people like them to be cannon fodder.

If he remembered correctly, the Battle of Xiangji Temple broke out in order to retake Chang'an. Given that he was so close to Xiangji Temple, it was most likely that he was preparing for this war.

Just as Zhang Yang and the others were about to leave, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside the courtyard.

Before anyone could react, they saw three men dressed in Dragon Warrior armor riding horses and barging into the courtyard.

The leader appeared to be a corporal, with an extremely gloomy expression.

He scanned everyone present as soon as he entered the courtyard.

Who is the village chief here?

Upon seeing this, Guo Wei quickly stepped forward: "Sir, this is the old man. May I ask what orders you gentlemen have?"

The sergeant said coldly, "My younger brother, Zhou Qiang, came to the vicinity of Guojia Village this morning with one of the brothers on some business, and he hasn't returned yet. Have you seen him?"

When Zhang Yang heard that this guy was looking for the Dragon Martial Army soldiers he had killed that morning, his heart tightened, but he remained calm on the surface.

If you panic at this point, wouldn't that be like a guilty conscience?

Upon hearing this, Guo Wei shook his head and said, "Sir, the village was in a meeting this morning, and I didn't see anyone from you."

The sergeant was clearly not satisfied with Guo Wei's answer and immediately drew his knife: "Never seen it before? Then call out everyone in your village, including the female family members."

"Sir, this..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"I suspect those two brothers have met with some mishap, and the killer is in your village! All of you, get out of the way!"

Clearly, the sergeant in front of him was using this as an excuse to provoke trouble, and the two Dragon Martial Army soldiers behind him were also drawing their swords.

Their purpose in coming here was not primarily to find someone, but also to select a few women to take back to the Uyghurs, hoping to increase their chances of promotion and wealth.

Seeing this, Guo Wei could not say anything more and could only send his son to inform the women in each family.

Having dealt with the two Dragon Martial Army soldiers before, Zhang Yang naturally guessed what the Dragon Martial Army corporal in front of him was up to. Sure enough, he still wanted to forcibly conscript women to please those foreigners.

However, he did not act rashly. Instead, he deliberately concealed the dagger with his clothes, showing that he carried a knife with him when he went out.

Although the waist knife is at home, I still carry the dagger with me.

Soon, all the women from each household were summoned.

Among them were Liu Yun'er and Liu Qiao'er. As soon as the two women arrived, they saw the Longwu Army soldiers.

She was immediately frightened and hid next to Zhang Yang.

"My husband, this..."

Liu Yun'er clearly felt that their killing of the Dragon Martial Army soldiers had been exposed, and therefore her face showed some panic.

Zhang Yang squeezed her hand and comforted the two women.

At the same time, the sergeant saw that all the women in Guojia Village had gathered, and he was selecting these women with the same eye he would use to select merchandise.

"This won't do, it's too old."

"This one won't do either, too thin."

When they reached Liu Yun'er, the sergeant's eyes lit up.

"Hey, this woman's not bad."