"Fight!"

The Hu people were fierce and fierce. In despair, knowing that they would die, these Hu spies roared like trapped beasts, rushed out from behind a tree or from a hut, and rushed towards the eleven Zhao spies.

They have an advantage in numbers, and if they fight desperately, they may have a chance to escape.

Even if you can't escape, it's worth it to be able to pull a cushion before dying.

"put!"

The eleven spies of Zhao State were obviously all experienced in the killing scene. Seeing those spies of Hu State rushing towards him, they were not panicked. They pulled their bows and carried their crossbows. When the spies of Hu State rush closer, the leader calmly issued an attack order.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Another round of arrow rain shot out, and the spy Hu fell a few more times.

After two rounds of arrow rain, more than 20 Hu spies had fallen down by more than one-third.

The remaining spy from Hu was brave and brave, waving his fists, and his facial features continued to rush forward with ferocious features.

"kill!"

Eleven equally fierce spies from Zhao threw away the crossbow in their hands and pulled out the sword from their waists to meet them.

Unlike more than 20 exhausted Hu spies, these eleven Zhao spies were full and drunk, and were at their peak.

Moreover, if we can kill the more than 20 Hu spies and take their heads back, it will be a great achievement.

Therefore, eleven spies from Zhao State were full of fighting spirit and their blood was boiling.

Although the spy Hu had the courage and determination to fight to the death, he was not strong enough and slow, so how could he be an opponent?

In just one encounter, six or seven Hu spies died under the sword of Zhao spies.

Especially the young man who led the lead among the spies of Zhao State was skillful and fierce in swordsmanship, almost killing one by one, and killing people was as easy as cutting melons and chopping vegetables.

In just a few dozen breaths, more than 20 Hu spies fell in pools of blood. Some died on the spot, while others were still rolling and screaming, struggling endlessly.

The eleven spies from Zhao State only spent some physical energy and did not suffer any casualties.

For the spy who had not died for the time being, the spy of Zhao came forward to make up for it, which resulted in his life.

"Boss, I killed thirty of them this time, which is even greater than the past two or three years. Hehe, the heads of these Hu spies can be exchanged for hundreds of taels of silver!"

After the brief and fierce war ended, several spies from Zhao State counted the results and then said to their leader excitedly.

The head they mentioned was Yang Xing's cousin, Yang Biao, the only army member in Yangjiazhai, and the captain of the eleven-man spy team.

Yang Biao has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and has distinct facial features. He was originally a handsome young man. However, after being a spy, he was exposed to the wind and sun. His skin gradually became rough and dark, and his palms also had a layer of calluses. He looked like he had experienced vicissitudes and was no longer the appearance of a pretty man in the past.

Only his eyes looked brighter and more vivid than before.

Yang Biao has a dull personality. He is usually serious, but he has clear rewards and punishments. Therefore, his ten subordinates respect him and fear him.

This time, Yang Biao got the news from somewhere, saying that he had discovered a secret den of a spy from Hu, and then led his ten subordinates to the nearby ambush.

The ten subordinates were skeptical, but not long ago, they followed Yang Biao to intercept a single Hu spy. They saw Nassmo who was killed by Yang Biao in front of this thatched hut. They believed it a little and lie down not long after they were ambushed. Sure enough, a large number of Hu spies appeared.

After a melee, they killed all the spies of Hu. In addition to Nassmo who Yang Biao killed before, there were thirty spies of Hu.

In their eyes, the heads of these thirty Hu spies were just a big sum of money.

They killed so happily. As for why these Hu spies did not have swords and why they were so haggard, they were too lazy to care.

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While Yang Biao and others were fighting with Hu's spies, Yang Xing led a group of strong Yangjiazhai Villagers to walk through a rugged mountain road and came to a cave covered with weeds.

"Military advisor, is the money here?"

Looking at the hole in front of him, Yang Fugui rubbed his palms and his eyes shone.

The other village residents were all very excited.

They already knew that the military advisor brought them here this time to dig out the thousands of taels of silver that the Hu spies robbed and brought back to Yangjiazhai.

Thousands of taels of silver weigh hundreds of pounds. No wonder the military advisor named him this time and selected some strong village villagers from the village to come, which turned out to be to carry the money.

Yang Xing smiled and pointed to the entrance of the cave and said, "That's right, thousands of taels of silver are buried in this cave. Let's bring these silver back to the village, and there will be hope for the prosperity of Yangjia Village in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fugui rushed out like an iron tower.

The entrance of the cave was lower than Yang Fugui's height, so he could only climb in half kneeling. Fortunately, after passing the entrance of the cave, the inside suddenly became wide open and he could stand up.

Yang Xing and others also entered the cave one after another.

Half an hour later, when twenty villagers from Yangjia Village came out of the cave, the bags on each of them became bulging, and they contained gold, silver and treasures worth thousands of taels.

Thousands of taels of gold, silver and treasures were distributed to each person, which was about 20 to 30 kilograms. This weight was a small meaning for the people of Yangjiazhaizhai.

Especially Yang Fugui, who weighed forty or fifty kilograms of gold and silver treasures on his back, still screaming too lightly.

When they returned to Yangjiazhai and displayed thousands of taels of gold, silver and treasures, the villagers were filled with joy.

Yang Xu stood among the crowd, looking at the gold, silver and treasures piled on the ground, smiling happier than anyone else.

In his eyes, these gold, silver and treasures are chickens that can lay eggs and are also the capital for his success.

Of course, whether this money can be used by him still needs to obtain the consent of most villagers.

Yangjiazhai is a very democratic place. Yang Hongyu can decide on small matters, but on the major matters of the interests of the entire village, all the villagers need to vote. Only if more than half of the villagers agree, can they be implemented.

Now Yang Xu has communicated with Yang Hongyu, Yang Xing and others, and they also agreed to invest the thousands of taels of silver in the restaurant that Yang Xu is preparing to open.

And other village residents can only rely on Yang Xu to persuade them.

What Yang Xu was most worried about was that some village residents would be greedy for small profits in front of them and did not agree to use this money to invest in restaurants.

However, Yang Xu underestimated his influence in the village.

When he was accompanied by Yang Xing, he went door to door to solicit opinions, he found that the villagers believed that he had some skills in making gold. After nearly a hundred households, no one of them opposed it.

This made Yang Xu very happy, and at the same time, he felt that the pressure on his shoulders was a little more intense.

Although he is confident of making money with a restaurant, everything has its own reasons. If the restaurant cannot make money or the business is bleak, then his image in the hearts of the villagers will probably collapse.

So in the next few days, Yang Xu began to worry about the restaurant.

During this period, accompanied by Yang Xing and Yang Fugui, he went to Jinyang City again, made Yan Feixue out and discussed the restaurant together.

When Yan Feixue learned that Yangjiazhai was going to invest thousands of taels of silver, she was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, a remote and poor village could actually take out thousands of taels of silver.

Yan Feixue has no objection to Yangjiazhai's investment.

Anyway, she worked with Yang Xu not just to make money, but to think that Yang Xu was outstanding in talent and was completely different from the pedantic and stereotyped image of most scholars in Zhao State. She is a very interesting person.

Yan Feixue is eager to seek talented people and hopes that all talented people can use it for their own purposes.
Chapter completed!