The First Killer God of the Tang Dynasty

After a round of explosions, many of the Uyghur soldiers and Longwu Army soldiers hiding in the blockhouse were injured or maimed. Most importantly, Zhang Yang had put rusty iron nails and iron pieces in these thunderclaps. His body was covered with these things, so even if he didn't die, he wouldn't have much fighting power.

After a long while, Shahudan finally got up from the ground in a sorry state, his head covered in sand and several iron nails embedded in his back.

He shook his head frantically, and only then did he regain some clarity.

Looking at the mess around me, I felt a pang of regret.

This Zhang Yang is simply a monster; he can even make something like this.

However, he also knew very well that after killing so many Tang Dynasty people, Zhang Yang, this reckless scoundrel, was here to take his life!

We absolutely cannot surrender like this.

"Hold on tight, all of you! Anyone who dares to desert their post, I'll chop off their head!"

Just as Shahudan was trying his best to win back the morale and discipline of the army, a raging fire broke out behind the Tuntian Fort.

Looking in that direction, Shahudan's heart suddenly turned ice-cold.

That's the location of the granary, the military provisions for a full four thousand Uyghur soldiers!

If anything goes wrong, not only will he lose his official position, but he will also lose his head!

"Quickly, quickly, go and rescue the granary! You, you, you few, stay behind and guard the blockhouse!"

The seven or eight Longwu soldiers were dumbfounded. How many of them were guarding the watchtower?

Isn't Shahudan giving them a bit too much credit?

However, Shahudan immediately drew his gleaming scimitar, and the Dragon Warriors dared not voice any further objections.

As the fire and cries from behind subsided, Zhang Yang knew that the watchtower was now undefended.

A dozen ropes with iron claws were swiftly and accurately thrown into the watchtower, and the brothers pulled themselves up while climbing.

Seeing this, the Dragon Martial Army soldiers wanted to cut the ropes to stop Zhang Yang and his group from climbing up.

Just as they got a little closer, before they could even show themselves, an arrow struck a man squarely in the forehead.

With a clang, it fell to the ground.

The remaining Longwu soldiers were so terrified that they huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Before long, Zhang Yang and his brothers all entered the watchtower in front of Tuntian Fort.

When Shahudan and his men arrived at the rear supply depot, they discovered that the fire had not started in the backyard at all.

There was a large pile of firewood burning outside, separated by an earthen wall.

Shahudan's face was as pale as wax.

He uttered two words, his lips trembling.

"It's over."

By the time Shahudan came to his senses and wanted to lead his men to rescue the watchtower again, Zhang Yang and his brothers had already surrounded them.

The city gates opened, and Guo Huzi and Guo Shitou quickly gathered around.

At this point, the original number of over a hundred Uyghur soldiers and Longwu Army soldiers had dwindled to less than thirty, and they were completely surrounded by Zhang Yang and his men.

All of Zhang Yang's men drew their bows, waiting for his command.

Shahudan swallowed hard, mustered his courage, stepped forward, and said through gritted teeth.

"It really was you, Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Yang responded with a disdainful look and an icy voice.

"From the moment you massacred the village of Ximan, you should have known that this day would come sooner or later."

"This is revenge! We Uyghurs are allies of your Tang Dynasty. Aren't you afraid of breaking the alliance between the Uyghurs and the Tang Dynasty by doing this? Even if you have Li Siye backing you up, you still can't escape death!"

Shahudan shouted sharply.

"Let me go now, and I might even plead for you before our leader and your Tang generals, and spare your life."

This blatant threat was nothing but a joke to Zhang Yang.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain. Shahudan, you call yourself a soldier? Losing is losing, it's just death. What are you babbling about? As for how I explain things to the Tang army, that's my business, you don't need to worry about it."

Seeing Zhang Yang's resolute expression, Shahudan knew that he would never let her leave.

In desperation, Shahudan knelt down directly in front of Zhang Yang.

With snot and tears streaming down his face, he said, "Chief Zhang, I was wrong, please, please let me go."

Seeing this, the Uyghur soldiers who were following him were dumbfounded.

I felt an intense loathing in my heart.

If I had known Shahudan was so spineless, I would have killed him long ago and given him to Zhang Yang as a gift.

Then Shahudan crawled up to Zhang Yang and tugged at Zhang Yang's trouser leg, saying...

"Zhang Baozhang, I deserve to die, I'm not human."

Pointing to a room in the fortified village, he said, "My savings from all these years are there. I'll give you all the silver, just spare my life. I promise to keep quiet about what happened today. This fortified village is yours!"

Zhang Yang simply lowered his head and looked at Shahudan with a cold and stern expression.

It's like looking at an old dog with a broken spine.

Just then, Shahudan slowly reached for his waist, a subtle movement that Zhang Yang had already noticed.

Just as he was about to make a move, Zhang Lu, who was to his side, slammed a punch down on Sha Hudan's head.

With just one punch, his brains splattered, his eyeballs bulged out, and he collapsed to the ground, dead beyond any doubt.

He was also holding a sharp dagger that he had just pulled from his boot.

"Go to hell! You tried to ambush my brother? I'll send you to the Western Paradise!"

Startled, Zhang Yang quickly recovered and patted Xiao Lu on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, I figured it out a long time ago, this beast can't hurt me."

At the same time, the Uyghur soldiers and Longwu Army soldiers also dropped their weapons, looking as if they had lost their souls, with no life in their eyes.

At this moment, Guo Shitou leaned over and asked softly.

"Brother, what should we do with these people?"

After all, the brothers had never encountered the problem of prisoners before and didn't know how to solve it.

Zhang Yang sighed deeply, his gaze sweeping over the few Dragon Martial Army soldiers.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Yang might have accepted these surrendered soldiers.

However, what I did today was somewhat unspeakable, and staying behind would ultimately be a hidden danger.

Mercy does not control soldiers, and justice does not control wealth.

After a period of intense reflection, Zhang Yang raised his hand and brought it down heavily, then turned his back to the world.

"kill!"

At Zhang Yang's command, the bowstrings in the brothers' hands were released, and countless arrows pierced through their bodies and struck those behind them.

In less than five minutes, not a single person in the group was breathing.

Turning around, Zhang Yang said with a cold and stern expression.

"People of Ximan Village, you can rest in peace now. I have avenged you."

"Brother, shouldn't we move the grain from the granary tonight, just in case anything goes wrong?"

Tiger said excitedly, after all, it was the first time he had ever seen such a large granary.

It was even larger than the granary of the Mo Dao team.

Zhang Yang shook his head slightly.

"etc."