Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 29: Chapter 28: When the two sides contend, it is called martial arts. Chapter 29: Chapter 28: When the two sides contend, it is called martial arts. “Shall we retreat to the mountains ahead of time?”

In the dilapidated courtyard at the head of Yang Family Village, Yang Zhengxiang’s aged face showed an uncontrollable weariness and anxiety.

Yang Zhenshan was wiping the tip of his short spear, slightly shaking his head, and said, “It’s not time yet.”

He already knew that the Northern barbarian cavalry currently entering Da Rong territory were just small detachments.

If it were a large force, they would have no choice but to hide in the mountains.

But if it’s just small detachments, Yang Zhenshan believed they could give it a try.

It’s not that he wanted to take risks with the lives of Yang Family Village’s residents, but for them, it’s hard to part with their homes.

Despite some people wanting to flee south and others wanting to hide in the mountains ahead of time, in reality, the majority of people didn’t want to leave Yang Family Village.

Once they left Yang Family Village, if the Northern barbarian cavalry came attacking, the village would surely be set ablaze.

Even if the Northern barbarian cavalry retreated in the future, it would be very difficult for the villagers to survive.

Furthermore, mountain paths are difficult to traverse. Although Yang Family Village had made early preparations, the food transported to the mountains was still limited; most of the food was stored in each household. Without this food, how could they survive?

This is why Yang Zhenshan wanted to do his utmost to defend Yang Family Village.

Yang Zhengxiang had the same thought, but his mind was somewhat chaotic, fearing that his decisions might be wrong, therefore he was inevitably worried about this and that.

“Zhengshan, if I happen to fall in this battle, the Yang Family will be entrusted to you!” Yang Zhengxiang suddenly said in a deep voice.

Yang Zhenshan looked up sharply, his eyes glittering, “Clan Leader, the village needs you to stand firm!”

If he had only wanted to use Yang Zhengxiang to fit into the Yang family before, now he truly recognized Yang Zhengxiang.

Yang Zhengxiang was a person with conviction and responsibility, placing the interests of the Yang Family in a significant position.

Such a person deserved respect.

“I’m already old; for the Yang Family, you are more important than me,” Yang Zhengxiang said softly.

Yang Zhenshan remained silent.

Who is more important than whom?

This was not a good topic of conversation.

He wasn’t a noble person; his heart was full of selfish emotions.

To be frank, giving his life for the Yang Family was something he truly couldn’t do.

Not to mention the Yang Family, even for the people of Yang Family Village, it would be very difficult for him to fight to the death for their protection.

After all, he was not the original Yang Zhenshan; he had feelings for Yang Family Village and the Yang Family, but those feelings were not deep enough to sacrifice his life for.

Yet suddenly, he felt such an impulse.

Perhaps it was because of Yang Zhengxiang’s influence, or maybe there was that passion within him to dare to charge ahead.

Yang Zhenshan, holding his spear, slowly stood up.

With a flick of the iron spear, Jin Qi burst forth, thrusting into the earthen wall beside him.

There was no crumbling, no dust; the spearhead entered the earth wall as if piercing into sand.

“No matter what, I will do my best in this battle,” Yang Zhenshan said lightly.

Yang Zhengxiang, however, was staring blankly at the spearhead that had entered the earth wall.

“Jin Qi!”

“Refining Power, or Postnatal?”

He stiffly turned his neck to look at Yang Zhenshan.

“There’s still some distance from reaching the Postnatal Realm,” Yang Zhenshan said softly.

Yang Zhengxiang trembled all over, suddenly exhaling a long breath, then said with surprise and joy, “Is the Yang Family going to produce a Postnatal Martial Artist?”

“Hahaha~~”

He laughed heartily, as if dispelling all the anxiety and fatigue in his heart.

Yang Zhenshan also smiled faintly.

However, Yang Zhengxiang’s smiling expression soon faded.

“You must stay alive; you haven’t become a Postnatal Martial Artist yet!”

He hoped that the Yang Family would have a Postnatal Martial Artist, whose difference from a Body Refining Realm Martial Artist was like heaven and earth.