Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 246 Template: Zhao Yun + Yang Zaixing

Hasar said:

"The Tianshui Yang family is a large family. They have 3,000 to 5,000 servants and private soldiers who are well-trained and very elite. Their business can even reach Baise, which is more than 5,000 miles away."

Gong Tianwu was a little surprised after hearing this:
"I have heard about it before, but I just thought it was hearsay and exaggerated. I didn't expect it to be true?"

Hasar said decisively:

"It is indeed true. Tianshui City where the Yang family is located has been almost completely controlled. Even the county governor of Tianshui has to pay a visit to the Yang family before taking office. Otherwise, it will be difficult to carry out his orders."

Gongtian Wuqi said:
"Tianshui City belongs to Cang Khanate, right? How could the king of that kingdom tolerate the Yang family?"

"Look, our Chen family has only achieved half of what the Yang family has done. King Wei Qu sees us as a thorn in his side."

Hasar said:

"The King of Cang Khanate, Guo Lan, died three years ago at the age of ninety-one. He actually had a stroke when he was seventy-five. He was lucky to survive and was still able to walk around, but his body was already weak, so we could only appease the Yang family."

“And when he died, there was chaos.”

Gong Tianwu laughed and said:

"How can there not be unrest? Guo Lan was 91 years old when she died, and her eldest son must be 70 years old. If she had more sons, it would be even more lively. So when the national strength is weak, they dare not do anything to the Yang family."

"It's a pity that Wei Qu is still a long way from being ninety years old, otherwise I think there will be big problems. But the current situation is not much better."

The following sentence of Gong Tianwu could be said to be extremely treasonous. He spoke it in a very loud voice, but without any intention of being shy.

There were also quite a few people nearby, of course, all of them were his confidants. Cai Yuanchang, Cui Ziyang and others were also present.

After hearing this, the group of people exchanged glances with each other and showed secret joy.

After all, for them, their own wealth and glory depend on this young marquis. The higher Gong Tianwu climbs, the better the future they and their descendants will have.

***
Two days later,

Gong Tianwu was waiting in the living room of the mansion.

The ones who came this time were the father and son from the Yang family. The father was called Yang Cheng and the son was Yang Yun.

Following the servant's announcement, Hasar walked in with the two men.

Walking in front was a wealthy middle-aged man, probably in his early fifties, with a round face and big ears. He was wearing a brocade gown embroidered with five bats, which was a common dress for wealthy families at that time, symbolizing the five blessings.

Behind him followed a burly young man. Although he was wearing Confucian scholar's clothes, he couldn't hide his toughness.

"I am Yang Cheng, the old man, and I am here to meet the young marquis."

The middle-aged man bowed deeply and said in a loud voice:

“This is my son Yang Yun.”

The young man stepped forward and saluted with clean and neat movements.

After helping him up, Gong Tianwu looked at him carefully and saw that he had a handsome face with a scholarly look between his brows, but a thick neck, broad shoulders, a pair of palms as big as cattail leaves, and calluses all over his knuckles. Although he stood still, he had an uplifting and majestic aura.

Undoubtedly, Gong Tianwu activated his ability to identify people at this time, and Yang Yun's data suddenly appeared in front of him:
"Name: Yang Yun."

"Loyalty: None."

"Strength: Strong"

"Template: Yang Zaixing/Zhao Yun"

"Possessing S-class talent: unparalleled."

"A person with this talent is like a fish in water on the battlefield. He can move among thousands of troops with ease and take the enemy's head with ease. He must be an unparalleled general."

"Possessing negative B-type talent: Luck is in the canopy. If a person with this talent falls into a trough/bad luck in his life, it will last longer than other people, and the degree of bad luck will be much deeper."

"Possessing Type C talent: Animal Husbandry. People with this talent are better at communicating with livestock and have certain advantages in raising and grazing."

"Has traits: bloodthirsty. Most people would feel uncomfortable because of killing, but Yang Yun gained happiness from killing for the first time."

"Has traits: obsessive-compulsive disorder, omitted."

"Has the trait: Admiration for the strong. This person has an arrogant personality and will only recognize those who can impress him in martial arts and warfare."

"Possessing the special trait: bloodthirstiness, this person really likes to eat blood-related foods, such as blood sausage, cold chicken blood, blood-soaked pork intestines, blood-soaked tofu, etc."

After seeing Yang Yun's template, Gong Tianwu immediately felt in his heart that the two causal points that triggered Hasar's opportunity were not wasted at all.

If it is digitized, then Hasar's force value is about 80, and he is more inclined to archery. He is better at command and training.

However, Yang Yun's martial arts value is at least above 95 points, and he is a fierce general who charges into battle. The Tazan who died in battle before should be a low-profile version of this guy.

“It really lives up to its reputation!”

Gong Tianwu said with a smile, his gaze lingering on Yang Yun for a moment longer.

Yang Cheng rubbed his hands with a smile:
"My Lord, you are too kind. This kid can only wield a spear and a stick and has some brute force. He is not worthy of such praise from my Lord."

Hearing this, Yang Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but said nothing.

At this time, a maidservant served tea to Yang Cheng. When Yang Cheng took the teacup, a hideous scar appeared on his wrist. Gong Tianwu's heart moved. It seems that this seemingly wealthy Mr. Yang was also a ruthless character when he was young.

After the greetings, Yang Cheng waved for someone to present the gift list and said sincerely:

"My son was careless and was targeted by a monster. Thanks to the young marquis for saving him. This is just a small gift, not a token of respect."

After Gong Tianwu took it and glanced at it, he was suddenly moved, because the gift Yang Cheng took out this time was extremely generous, and even included a stud farm.

You know, a single stallion is worth a fortune, let alone a stallion farm?

Gong Tianwu immediately smiled and said:
"This gift list is too expensive. I feel unworthy of it. In that situation, saving people was just a matter of convenience. It's not a big deal."

"How about this, I'll take the gold and silk, and return the rest."

Yang Cheng quickly declined, saying that he would ask the Marquis' Mansion to accept this gift no matter what. Gong Tianwu thought about it and smiled:
"Well, your son is a match for thousands of people, so he must be interested in weapons and armor for battlefields." "I happen to have an armory here, and the things they are making are quite innovative. After all, they are the drawings and concepts passed down by my master. I wonder if you are interested?"

Yang Yun was overjoyed when he heard this:
"I really wish, but I dare not ask."

The news that Gong Tianwu's men's crossbows are extremely sharp has gradually spread. Of course, they do not deny it. As for why someone asks why they are so powerful, just blame it on Ming Zhenzi.

(Akira Mako: Why am I taking the blame again? I need to pay more!!)
Soon, Yang Cheng and his son followed Gong Tianwu to the arsenal.

It was noon, and the sun shone in through the high windows, making the weapons in the room gleam coldly.

After the father and son tested a few Wild Wolf Crossbows, they were full of praise:
"My Lord, this Wild Wolf Crossbow is truly a divine weapon!"

Yang Cheng stroked the crossbow and marveled at it. His chubby fingers pressed lightly on the mechanism, and the crossbow string made a crisp sound.

"Once such a weapon is available, even women, children, the elderly and the weak will be able to kill elite warriors."

Yang Yun remained silent, just repeatedly examining the crossbow in his hand. Suddenly, he released the crossbow and said loudly:
"My Lord, why don't you let me try out the power of this crossbow?"

Gong Tianwu raised his eyebrows:
"How would you like to test it, Young Master Yang?"

"Please dispatch ten crossbowmen." Yang Yun took off his outer robe, revealing the tight clothes underneath: "Shoot at me."

There was an uproar in the armory. Yang Cheng said anxiously, "Yun'er, don't be reckless!"

But Yang Yun had already strode to the center of the field and took a spear from the weapon rack. Gong Tianwu narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly. Ten crossbowmen immediately lined up, and the creaking sounds of crossbows being strung up could be heard one after another.

"put!"

Ten crossbow arrows flew through the air. Yang Yun's figure was as fast as lightning, and his spear danced into a silver light.

There was a series of crisp sounds, and the crossbow arrows fell to the ground one after another. The most amazing thing was that he could accurately hit the tip of each arrow with the tip of his gun in a flash!
Gong Tianwu clapped his hands and laughed:
"Good skills! Master Yang has such good eyesight that he can even see the flapping wings of a fly."

Yang Yun put away his gun and stood there, looking like nothing had happened. He cupped his hands and said:

"My young Lord, you are too kind. The speed and power of this Wild Wolf Crossbow are amazing. I have already tried my best. If there are more people, I will have no choice but to flee."

Gong Tianwu's eyes flashed, and he turned around and took something wrapped in silk from his personal guard:
"Young Master Yang is so skilled, you are truly a match for thousands of people. Ordinary weapons are probably not worthy of you."

He slowly took off the silk wrapping, revealing a strange long weapon that was completely black:
"This weapon is called 'Po Jun'. I spent a lot of effort to find it from my master. According to the evaluation of Tianji Hall and other institutions, it has reached the level of a mid-level yellow weapon."

"What!! A mid-grade yellow weapon?"

To be honest, any weapons and props that can be included in the Tiandi Xuanhuang List are almost hard to come by for mortals. It is good for a country to have a few of them.

Even though the father and son of the Yang family had seen the world, they had only seen two or three yellow artifacts in their lives, let alone owning one.

And from what Gong Tianwu said, it seemed like he was giving it as a gift? As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yun suddenly felt an indescribable ecstasy surge in his heart.

Gong Tianwu pointed his finger, and "Po Jun" immediately broke away from his palm and floated into the air.

After showing this skill, the father and son of the Yang family immediately looked solemn.

It is said that an expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one move. Previously, they thought that the young marquis took the immortal as his teacher just for fun, but the immortal was attracted by the power of the marquis's mansion and took him as a registered disciple to make it easier for him to collect various spiritual materials.

After all, in their opinion, if the young marquis really had this talent, he would have entered the Mizhen Temple in various places long ago, and then went to practice through the immortal gate.

But what I didn’t expect was that he actually could do it!!

This ability to capture objects in mid-air is truly an irrefutable means of cultivation, the ability of an immortal.

Then, Gong Tianwu explained:

"This weapon looks like a spear, but it actually has a secret. The handle can be rotated. If you rotate it to the left..."

As his voice fell, there was a "click" sound, and a cold curved blade suddenly popped out from the side of the gun head. The blade even shone with a strange green light, and the whole weapon instantly turned into a strange long sword.

Gong Tianwu pointed at a wooden stake as thick as a bowl next to him, and Pojun chopped it off directly without any hesitation. The wooden stake was directly cut into two ends, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

"Great!" Yang Cheng couldn't help but applaud.

Gong Tian flicked his fingers and turned the grip. As the blade retracted, a red battle flag unfolded from the top of the gun barrel.

It was unknown what material the flag was made of, but it glowed with a strange luster in the sun. There was a ferocious wolf head embroidered on the flag, fluttering in the wind.

"This flag is made of silk from the heavenly silkworm, and cannot be damaged by swords or knives."

Gong Tianwu gave a slight signal to the crossbowmen next to him, and these ten crossbowmen continuously shot crossbow arrows at the wall next to them.

Po Jun flew through the air at high speed, with the battle flag fluttering in the air. There was a clinking sound on the ground, and all the crossbow arrows were swept away by Po Jun in battle flag mode. There was not a single hole on the white painted wall opposite.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Tianwu flicked his fingers again, and the mechanism inside made a slight sound again, and Pojun returned to the form of a war spear.

Gong Tianwu stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and Pojun rushed towards several bodies of heavy armor displayed nearby. All of them were pierced directly with one shot, and the spear penetrated deeply through the chest and back.

Yang Yun was completely shocked at this time. Who would have thought that Gong Tianwu would flick his fingers again, and the tip of Pojun's spear would actually shoot out in an instant, directly penetrate the wall in front, then fly out another fifty or sixty steps, and deeply penetrate into the trunk of a big tree outside.

It is conceivable that if you rush into the vicinity of the enemy's main general on the battlefield and suddenly do something like this, it is very likely that you can determine the entire situation of the battle.

Then Gong Tianwu waved his hand again, and Pojun flew to a point in front of Yang Yun and stopped:

“The most important thing is coming!”

"The inside and outside of Pojun's spear are engraved with unique fine lines, which can absorb the enemy's blood and soul during the killing, and continuously convert them into blood and energy to replenish the user, so that the user is always in an excited and prime state, and even minor injuries can be healed quickly."

"This ability is called bloodthirstiness. It should not be used lightly. If used for a long time, it will cause mental confusion, mania and violence."

"Even if you have to use it, you need to take the corresponding medicine to calm your mind and spirit after the battle, and then stay away from the battlefield for ten days to half a month to recuperate. In this way, there will be almost no aftereffects."

Speaking of this, Gong Tianwudao:
"Would you like to try and see if your hands fit together?"

Although Yang Yun was arrogant, he felt dazzled and dizzy after seeing Gong Tianwu's previous series of operations. After he held the magic weapon, even his hands couldn't help shaking.

It feels like a young boy who has just fallen in love and touches the tender hand of the girl he loves for the first time.

(End of this chapter)