Without waiting to approach within three kilometers of the village, a two-hundred-man force charged out. Every one of them was captain-level.
One hundred archers each guarded the hills on either side of the village, while the remaining hundred infantry formed ranks in the middle, tower shields in front and spearmen behind. Twenty Great Horned Deer heavy cavalry even charged out from the rear, circling around the upper left flank in a position perfect for launching a charge at any moment. Now that was impressive.
Sure enough, in this dangerous Fantasy World, every village that managed to survive was no simple place.
Zhang Yang also had his people stop. He took Reyn and Duan Kuan and walked two hundred meters forward, waiting for the other village chief to appear.
However, even after he showed such goodwill, the other village chief remained extremely cautious and did not appear. Instead, he had a soldier deliver a message.
"This place does not welcome you. Please turn back. Our village has no intention of conducting commercial exchanges, much less reminiscing with fellow countrymen. The road ahead is perilous, so take care. We will not see you off."
How decisive. Zhang Yang shouted, "Wu Yu introduced me here. I mean you no harm. It's just that, on the way here, my side encountered some unknown malicious stalkers and spies. I guess they weren't little ghosts from your village, so I came specifically to warn you. Please be extremely careful."
The soldier ran back. Before long, he returned and shouted, "You're the one who should be careful! As a village chief, you actually dare show your face in public. Are you tired of living? Aren't you afraid of being focused on and sniped to death by someone with ulterior motives? As for Wu Yu, he's an idiot.