"The owner of the house!"

"Avenge the owner of the house!"

After Chen Zi'ang killed the Huo family with two sticks, the Huojiazhuang guests outside the door were quiet first, and then suddenly became crazy. Dozens of war horses and cavalry rushed towards Chen Zi'ang with their weapons.

"Follow me!"

Song Qiyuan reacted faster. With a wave of his hand, the rider who had been unable to hold back on his side also rushed over.

A distance of 100 steps was instantly passed, and the cavalry from both sides collided. One interlaced with twenty bodies fell off the horse, and then the horse's hooves were trampled beyond recognition.

Song Qiyuan stabbed out his spears one after another, and no opponent under his command had ever been stared at. None of his opponents were staring at him escaped his spears, and they all shot their throats and fell down. During the confrontation, his soul under his gun alone accounted for half of his gains.

The two sides intersected for only twice, and there were only a few people left in Huojiazhuang. Several people even rushed towards the village, shouting: "Pick up the suspension bridge and close the village gate!"

Chen Zi'ang did not participate in it at this time, but retreated not far away to watch quietly. When he heard the yell of the Huojiazhuang guests, he was stunned. After reacting, he hurriedly ran towards the village gate with an iron stick.

"Stop him!"

The two cavalry pulled the horse and turned their heads to rush towards Chen Zi'ang. One of them held a knife and the other held a gun. Both of them looked fierce. Even if they knew that the two owners of their families were dead under Chen Zi'ang's stick, they were not afraid. They drew their swords and slashed them straight!

Chen Zi'ang kicked his feet and rose up from the ground. He danced wildly in his hand, smashed the gun bar, knocked the long knife away, and took the two riders off the horse. The two rolled on the ground, feeling the tiger's mouth was about to break, and their arms were sore and swollen. Only then did he realize how terrifying the power of a short man was, no wonder the owner of his own mansion could not resist it. Turning around, he saw that Chen Zi'ang had already jumped onto the suspension bridge that had just risen and ran towards the village gate.

Several shopkeepers were pushing two iron giant doors hard. When they saw Chen Zi'ang coming, they couldn't help but mess around. Some continued to push the door, some went to get their weapons in a panic, and some even ran away and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Zi'ang faced the swords and guns of the people in front of him, waved the iron stick in his hand, and the people on the opposite side immediately flew backwards and kicked the door at the gate again. So many people had been useless for a long time and pushed the gate halfway backed back.

After a glance, Chen Zi'ang walked past the village gate and came a few steps to the turntable that pulled up the suspension bridge. When several shopkeepers who were originally turning the turntable saw Chen Zi'ang running towards him, they instantly ran away. One of them was slow and even hurriedly knelt on the ground, hugged their heads with their hands, trembling slightly, and shouted in a muffled voice: "Good man, please spare me, please spare me!"

Chen Zi'ang ignored these shopkeepers and smashed them down at the turntable with one stick.

"boom!"

The wooden turntable more than two meters high instantly split into pieces and wood chips flew, and the suspension bridge that was pulled up less than half fell down with a bang.

"Soldiers! Come with me!"

Song Qiyuan stabbed the villager in front of him with a shot and threw the body away. He looked at the open village gate and shouted excitedly. He and the cavalry behind him rushed over first.

After Chen Zi'ang broke the turntable, he did not take action. He looked at Song Qiyuan, who was covered in blood, shook his head helplessly. If it weren't for the war in this world that was so weird, his elder brother would be powerless in command of the army, and he would be a pioneer.

The Huojiazhuang city gate failed, and the merchants inside were even more defeated. The Song family soldiers rushed to the village in a short while. Amid the loud roar of surrender and not killing, the people from Huojiazhuang surrendered one after another, knelt on the ground and waited for the defeat.

"Third brother, Huojiazhuang has a west gate that can be opened. You can take this team to rush over first, and we will arrive later. Remember not to let someone escape with your belongings!"

Song Qiyuan came to Chen Zi'ang's side with blood. With a wave of his hand, the ten cavalry behind him had already arrived behind Chen Zi'ang.

Nodding, Chen Zi'ang quickly ran towards the west gate. The roads in the manor were narrow. While walking, Chen Zi'ang went to the front line faster than the war horse behind him.

"drive!"

The courtyard was in chaos, and many people were packing their own property and flocking to the west gate. Two of the strong horses were particularly eye-catching. The two riders above didn't care about the pedestrians on the trail and just drove the horse forward. From time to time, there would be tourists who didn't notice the galloping horses and children who were knocked to the ground by them.

Qin Tanliang never expected that the back door of Huojiazhuang had been blocked as early as last year, and only the front door and the Ximen could enter and exit. The two people who had been abandoned for a long time had to drive their horses to the Ximen again, hoping that the Huo family would not lose too quickly, and the Song family would not prepare at Ximen in advance.

After turning a corner, I came to a road. The west gate had been opened. Many tourists from the village were hurriedly walking outside the village with their families, but they did not see the soldiers of the Song family.

Qin Tanliang was delighted, and his whip was whipped wildly in his hand, and the strong horse under his seat ran towards the village gate like a madman.

Chen Xiaosi followed behind him with eyes fixed on his face and repeatedly urged the horse to move forward.

"My mother, go quickly! I'm hugging my baby faster than you. Do you want to implicate our whole family?"

A shopkeeper was holding a three or four-year-old doll in one hand and a package in the other, anxiously urging a woman behind him.

"His father, you take the child first. We will meet at the uncle's house in the county town. Don't wait for me anymore!"

The woman was thin, with a yellow complexion and rapid breathing. After this sentence, her eyes turned pale and she could no longer take steps.

"What are you talking about, a sissy? Come up and I will carry you on my back!"

The shopkeeper frowned and bent down with a tiger's face, so he wanted the woman to climb up.

“Get out of here!”

Qin Tanliang looked at the family of three in the middle of the road ahead and shouted loudly. Seeing that the other party had no time to get out of the way, the cold light in his eyes became loud and drove his horse to the woman who bent down and crawled towards the farmer.

"Bang!"

A war horse weighs hundreds of pounds, and the momentum of running wildly is not something human power can resist. The woman and the farmer beneath her were stepped on by the horse's hooves, and the five internal organs in her body burst instantly, and blood ran for several feet in her mouth. The two corpses were pressed against each other and there was no sound in an instant.

Chen Zi'ang had just arrived on the main road of the West Gate and was seeing two big horses rushing around regardless of the pedestrians all over the street. The rider in front of him drove the horse and trampled on the family of three, and then ran towards the village gate without stopping.

A burst of anger suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart and rushed towards his forehead, making his chest crack and his eyes turn red. The next moment, Chen Zi'ang was already roaring loudly and ran towards the two riders with a stick.

The more people they reached near the village gate, the more people they pedestrians, and even though the two riders ignored the lives of the pedestrians, their speed dropped.

The rider behind suddenly reached out and took out a chain gun from his waist. He swung the tip of the gun and penetrated into the throat of a villager. After another swing, the villager's body had already hit the pedestrian in front, causing a burst of exclamation.

"Get out of the way, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Qin Tanliang's eyes widened, and his accomplices' momentum just now killing people, it seemed even more terrifying. The pedestrians on the road squeezed towards both sides, leaving a small gap.

The two of them were delighted and wanted to drive their horses forward, but suddenly they heard someone behind them screaming. When they looked back, they looked at them and looked at them. They were all the strange-looking and only five feet tall, carrying an iron rod in their hands, and howled loudly.

It was Song Family Sanlang and Song Hengping who killed the two brothers of the Huo family not long ago!

"Go away!"
Chapter completed!