"Ding! Slayed a Houtian realm expert, Yang Ming, and obtained 800 Slaughter Points."
The grand hall roared with an earth-shattering sound! Sword light flashed as quickly as lightning, red light dazzling, sword qi chilling to the bone.
Everyone was stunned. That was a Houtian realm expert, the only one in Han Jia City, and he was beheaded right before the hall, blood flowing, corpses strewn everywhere!
The figure standing before the hall, like a god or a demon, was terrifyingly powerful. Could this be the supreme expert the City Lord left for the Young City Lord?
Everyone looked at Yang Hao with even more mystery. The Young City Lord, who had always lived in seclusion, had, in a single day, reached the peak of Han Jia City with an invincible aura!
Yang Hao was overjoyed and breathed a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing. It was finally over, a true hero from Ancient Huaxia.
"General Liao Hua! Fortunately, I had you, otherwise, the aftermath would have been dire!"
Yang Hao looked at Liao Hua with delight.
Liao Hua immediately bowed low: "My Lord, this is my duty. Now that I have been reborn into this world, I am willing to expand your territory and conquer new lands!"
"Good! Good!"
Yang Hao laughed heartily and turned to sit on the City Lord's seat: "Gentlemen, Han Jia cannot be without a ruler for a single day! Today, as the Young City Lord, I accept the grace of King Wu and the will of my ancestors, and I inherit the position of City Lord of Han Jia City!"
"This humble general, Liao Hua, greets my Lord!"
Liao Hua led the salutation with a bow.
Everyone shuddered and immediately bowed their heads in unison: "Greetings, City Lord!"
Yang Hao looked at the officials bowing below, a commanding aura naturally arising within him.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the achievement: Eradicate Rebels, Become a City Lord!"
"System, what is the use of this achievement?"
"Host, upon completing this achievement, Faith Points are unlocked. Faith Points can be used to increase the host's cultivation and gain rewards: 1. Fifty thousand Faith Points; 2. One summon slot for an Ancient Huaxia hero."
"Use Faith Points?"
"Use!" Yang Hao immediately confirmed. He felt a surge of heat throughout his body, realizing he had found a path to the heavens. As long as he had a continuous supply of Faith Points, he could rapidly improve his cultivation!
"Congratulations to the host. Consuming fifty thousand Faith Points has elevated your cultivation to the sixth level of Nascent Yuan!"
"Lord of the Samsara Xuanhuang Tower: Yang Hao."
"Cultivation: Sixth level of Nascent Yuan!"
"Cultivation Technique: Yang Family Heart Sutra."
"Summoned Hero: Liao Hua."
Looking at his instantly improved cultivation, Yang Hao was filled with joy and could not suppress his excitement: "System, how do I obtain Faith Points?"
"Occupy cities and gather the people's hearts!"
Hearing the system's answer, Yang Hao's fiery heart was instantly doused. The Wu Kingdom, after over two thousand years, was in decline.
In the year 1200 of the Wu Kingdom calendar, the current King was capricious and favored corrupt officials. Under their instigation, the kingdom engaged in a decade-long war with the Jin Kingdom.
The Wu Kingdom was defeated, the King captured, territories ceded, and reparations paid. The Wu Kingdom's national strength weakened, and it gradually lost control of the grassroots. As long as annual tribute was paid, the imperial court turned a blind eye.
Three hundred years ago, the last Xiantian realm expert of the Yang family passed away. The three major families of Shu Commandery City, Li, Zhang, and Wang, joined forces to suppress the Yang family, forcing them to retreat to Han Jia and abandon the position of Prefect of Shu Commandery.
Thinking of this, Yang Hao couldn't help but feel melancholic. His fiery heart stopped its restless throbbing.
"System, how do I summon summoned heroes and their troop types?"
Thinking this, he decided to focus on improving his own strength.
"Use Slaughter Points to summon!"
"System, use Slaughter Points to activate troop summoning." Liao Hua alone possessed five thousand elite troops and fifty thousand first-class troops.
"Ding! Troop summoning activated. It costs ten Slaughter Points to summon one Shu Han elite soldier, and thirty Slaughter Points to summon one Jingzhou soldier!"
"System, summon sixty Shu Han elite soldiers."
"Ding! Six hundred Slaughter Points deducted. Successfully summoned sixty Shu Han elite soldiers. Cultivation increased to eighth level of Bone Forging."
Hearing the cultivation of the Shu Han elite soldiers, Yang Hao's legs jumped with excitement. The summoned Shu Han elite soldiers had cultivation levels comparable to his own when he first transmigrated.
Ordinary county soldiers were only at the first or second level of Body Tempering. If all fifty thousand Shu Han elite soldiers were summoned, Yang Hao was confident that he could lead the Yang family back to its peak.
"Use Slaughter Points to summon thirty top-tier Jingzhou soldiers!"
"Ding! Six hundred Slaughter Points deducted. Successfully summoned twenty Jingzhou soldiers. Cultivation at the first level of Nascent Yuan."
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
"City Lord, City Lord..." a soldier ran over in a panic.
Yang Hao: "What is it?"
The soldier cupped his fists: "Xue Zhongze of Tu County, leading an army of eight thousand, has arrived three li south of the city."
Yang Hao's father had passed away, and this news had spread throughout Shu Commandery. The other three cities of Shu Commandery – Yan Dao, Mao Niu, and Han Jia – had already been divided among the three major families.
Now that Yang Hao's father was dead, in the eyes of some, this was an excellent opportunity to completely eliminate the Yang family. By presenting this city to the three major families, they could gain their protection. Tu County, a loyal supporter of the Li family, acted first against Han Jia.
"Everyone, follow me to meet the enemy!"
Outside Han Jia City.
Xue Zhongze rode his horse, frequently glancing at a black sedan chair amidst the crowd. He saw that the black sedan chair occasionally emitted a red light.
"I wonder where older brother found this weirdo. Damn it, he's demanding half the population of Han Jia City just like that. Let's see how you kill Yang Ming later."
Xue Zhongze sneered at the figure in the gray cloak within the black sedan chair. What Xue Zhongze did not realize was that Yang Ming, whom he was so eager to confront, was already dead by the sword!
The army slowly approached the walls of Han Jia City. Xue Zhongze rode his horse forward. From a distance, he saw Yang Hao sitting regally on the city wall!
Beside him stood a nine-foot-tall man, clad in armor carved with kylin patterns, with a powerful and imposing physique. He then looked to the sides and, not seeing Yang Ming, breathed a sigh of relief. With Yang Ming gone, taking Han Jia City would be a simple matter.
"Kill them for me!" Pointing his saber at Han Jia City, the Tu County army advanced.
The great battle was about to erupt!
Yang Hao sat astride his horse at the city gate tower, with Liao Hua guarding his side. The Deputy County Commander, Yao Wen, to show his loyalty, rode out to meet the enemy.
Yao Wen's spear light enveloped a six-zhang radius. With a tremor of his wrist, the spear danced, and two shrill screams echoed! The spear light merged, his figure transformed, and he charged directly at Xue Zhongze.
Boom!
A deafening roar reverberated in all directions. Swords clashed, and dust billowed! Yao Wen's face turned pale, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, his arm trembling slightly.
"Hahaha, behold as I slay you!" Xue Zhongze, laughing wildly and triumphantly, suddenly felt a murderous intent from the city wall! He saw the fierce gaze of the nine-foot-tall man! Xue Zhongze sneered and shouted towards the gray figure in the sedan chair not far away.
"Hao Long, if you keep watching, and the mission to attack Han Jia fails, my elder brother will have no one to offer as sacrifices to you."
Hao Long slowly raised his head and looked at Liao Hua in the distance: "Hmph, a mere nobody. You kill Yao Wen first. He is mine."
Xue Zhongze dragged his saber forward, his eyes glinting coldly, his aura erupting! The long saber whirled, a dark shadow flashing through the air. Saber light shimmered, like a brilliant starry sky!