The First Killer God of the Tang Dynasty

"It's too dangerous to travel at night. We don't know who we'll encounter on the way back. If we run into Uyghurs who are traveling, or even the rebels of Great Yan, it will be extremely unsafe to escort the grain."

Hearing Zhang Yang say this, the brothers all nodded.

After considering for a moment, Zhang Yang looked up at the moonlight; it was almost midnight.

"Everyone, dispose of these corpses, then rest at Tuntian Fort. After daybreak, I'll see if we should move all the grain from the granary or set up camp here. Anyway, these thousands of acres of fertile land will belong to our Guodu Town from now on!"

Upon hearing this, the brothers cheered with joy.

After so many years, these tenant farmers at the bottom of society finally have their own fertile land.

The brothers were busy cleaning up the battlefield and clearing away the corpses.

Zhang Yang then went with Guo Shitou and the others to the house that Sha Hudan had pointed out earlier.

Opening the mud-brick house, one finds it to be magnificent and spacious, with even a kang (heated brick bed) covered with a whole tiger-skin mattress.

"That bastard Shahudan, he's even using a tiger-skin rug! Does he really think he's some kind of local tyrant?"

Guo Shitou said indignantly.

Just then, Hu Zi shouted to Zhang Yang, "Big brother, big brother, come and see!"

Zhang Yang walked over and saw Hu Zi carrying a heavy box out of the room.

The moment the box was opened, it was adorned with dazzling jewels.

Besides silver, there were also bracelets, earrings, beads, and rings inside, clearly stolen from the surrounding people.

While the Great Yan rebels were considered hateful, Zhang Yang believed that the harm caused by the Uyghurs was no less than that caused by the Great Yan rebels.

"There are two more boxes inside."

Tiger said excitedly.

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded. This box alone weighed over a hundred catties and was estimated to contain more than a thousand taels of silver. The three boxes would then contain three thousand taels of silver.

In addition to the Uyghur soldiers, the Longwu Army also had at least four thousand taels hidden away.

In this way, he would have a full five thousand taels of silver in his hands, which would be enough to support a well-trained army of several hundred men for one or two years.

Zhang Yang slammed the box shut.

"Seal it tightly with rope. The grain can stay here for now, but we'll take the silver back directly. Once it's sealed, come with me to the granary."

The brothers hurriedly sealed the boxes, and then the group went to the granary.

When Zhang Yang and his men opened the granary door, a creaking sound came out.

"Someone's there?" Guo Shitou immediately wanted to draw his sword.

Zhang Yang said calmly, "They're not people, they're rats from the granary."

What came into view was a mountain of grain, tens of thousands of bags of grain, which really looked like piles of small mountains.

The mouse, about the size of a kitten, wasn't afraid of people at all. It glanced at the person furtively before continuing to gnaw on the food.

Seeing this, even the usually good-tempered Wang Lie cursed.

"The people of Guodu Town almost starved to death before, but these rats are eating like sardines! Damn it, they don't treat us like human beings at all!"

The phrase "we" clearly refers to the ordinary people of Guodu Town and the surrounding area.

Zhang Yang nodded coldly and took a deep breath.

"Once it's light tomorrow, we'll find a way to get rid of all these rats. We've already killed the big rats, and these little creatures have had enough of enjoying themselves with them."

As the group walked out of the granary, Zhang Yang took a deep breath.

He muttered to himself.

Big rat, big rat, don't eat my millet! I've served you for three years, yet you never care for me. I'm leaving you to go to that happy land. Happy land, happy land, where I can find my place.

The food that the people of Guodu Town couldn't get enough to eat was simply thrown to those rats.

Those Uyghur soldiers and Longwu Army soldiers died without any injustice.

"It's getting late, let's all find a place to rest..."

Just then, Zhang Yang's expression suddenly changed, and he heard a clicking sound.

Zhang Yang, a former special forces soldier, is particularly sensitive to this kind of voice.

He immediately lay down on the ground and listened intently.

"Don't say a word!"

Those were the sounds of horses' hooves, and the sounds of warhorses' hooves!

As it drew nearer, it became increasingly clear.

"The enemy has attacked Tuntian Fortress, numbering at least two or three hundred. All brothers, prepare your weapons, and take all the thunder grenades to the fortress. Defend against the enemy!"

For a moment, all the brothers looked on in astonishment.

After all, they had just captured Tuntian Fort.

All the Uyghurs and Longwu Army soldiers were killed, so how could the news have leaked out?

"Brother, you must have misheard. Besides, the military camp is far away from here. Even if they knew the news, it's impossible for them to get here in such a short time."

Wang Lie said with a puzzled look.

Zhang Yang's expression, however, was gloomy and cold.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Judging from the sound of the warhorses, they are all warhorses from Hedong. They are not Uyghurs. It is the rebel army of Great Yan that has come. They have also set their sights on Tuntian Fort."

However, as he said this, a sinister glint appeared in Zhang Yang's eyes.

"That's good. Before, I was thinking about how to sneak around, intercept some rebel soldiers from the Great Yan, and throw them into the garrison for a show. Now, it's all come to us!"

Looking at the sinister smile on his elder brother's face, Wang Lie could only manage a bitter smile.

"Brother, it's you who remained calm and composed in the face of danger, even with two or three hundred cavalrymen."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang burst into even more wild laughter.

Pointing to the watchtower of Tuntian Fort, he said with a confident expression.

"Cavalry attacking a fortified tower? Hmph, what good are numbers? I'll make sure they don't leave alive today!"

Soon, the brothers arrived at the watchtower, where they could see torches that looked like match heads approaching from afar.

At this moment, Zhang Lu walked up to Zhang Yang.

"Brother, it's not good to throw a thunderbolt from inside this watchtower."

"Silly little brother."

Zhang Yang patted Zhang Lu's big face, then picked up a bow and arrow and demonstrated it to his brothers.

The thunderbolt was directly attached to the bow and arrow.

"Alright, the accuracy might be a little off, but as long as we hit the area around the enemy, that's fine. If it causes chaos, fire all the arrows. No one is allowed to leave the city to meet the enemy without my order!"

"Yes, ma'am."

Then, Zhang Yang had a sudden inspiration and patted Zhang Lu on the shoulder.

"Xiao Lu, go and strip Sha Hudan of his armor and bring it to me. I want to have some fun with these Great Yan rebels."

"Okay, big brother."

Zhang Lu immediately turned around and began to pull at Shahudan's armor.

Zhang Yang then called out Wang Lie: "Wang Lie, you'll be with me in a bit. When I tell you to make your move, shoot their leader right through with an arrow!"

Wang Lie glanced at Zhang Yang and chuckled.

"Big brother, just you wait and see."