Seeing that the Jingshi was dozens of miles away, as long as he fought this valley and won the Jingshi, half of his ambition and hegemony would be realized, Zhang Yuntian didn't have so much patience to waste time with these Qingfa coalition forces, he took the tank out of the void warehouse directly, if it wasn't for the thousands of corpses behind him who needed to be commanded, he would have done so as early as the battle of Shunde Mansion.

Conjuring such a big guy out of thin air, the corpse guards have no feelings, so naturally they won't feel strange, but the French soldier in charge of the lookout and reconnaissance is not calm, he rubbed his eyes a little sore, raised the monocular again and looked at it, he was not dazzled, a second ago, there was nothing in the open space in front of the True God Sect troops, just a blink of an eye, a huge steel monster appeared out of thin air.

Many of these French soldiers had participated in the last battle against the Qing Dynasty, and they had all witnessed the invincible and terrifying power of this monster, and when the scout reported the news to the French commander, the latter's face immediately changed, and he gestured to the herald, and then the French soldiers who were lying in ambush on the upper body on both sides withdrew from the back of the mountain one after another.

When they passed by the surprised Mongol cavalry, they didn't say a word, lined up straight, and then turned back, running and retreating.

Before leaving, the commander of the French army only said one sentence to the monk Grinqin: "The warriors of France are here to fight, not to die!" You have the courage to challenge the devil from hell, may God bless you! ”

Monk Grinchen could not understand the meaning of this commander's words at all, let alone how this group of untrustworthy Frenchmen said that they would retreat, and in their confusion, they saw a monster in the shape of a turtle rushing towards it, although it had no legs, but it moved extremely quickly, even the fastest horse in the steppe was not its opponent.

The Qing army under his command has been suffering defeat in the past few days, and rumors have spread in private that the leader of the True God Sect is a god descending from heaven and has the power of immortal law, and this time he is here to reorganize Kyushu; Others say that the soldiers of the True God Cult have immortal qi to protect their bodies, and if they pierce a white spot with a gun and cut a white mark with a knife, they can't be killed at all; It is even said that the Demon Exterminator Fire Gun of the Church of the True God can conjure up projectiles, and there is no need to reload them at all, and wherever they are pointed, countless projectiles will fly out... The more you talk about it, the more gods you are, the more afraid you are.

The morale of the soldiers had fallen to a low point, and at this time, seeing that the French soldiers and the True God Cult only had a face-to-face, they fled directly after a firefight, and at this time they saw such a monster, if they were any normal person, they were already strong without a mental breakdown, how could they still have the heart to meet the enemy? One by one, without waiting for the commander's order, urged the horse to flee, thinking about it at this time, I really miss the days of fighting with foreigners...

Monk Greenqin was quite calm, intending to command the guards to resist to the death, but there were too many defeated soldiers, and the war horse under the crotch was affected by the panic atmosphere, and he didn't wait for the master's call, so he turned around and fled.

When Zhang Yuntian's tank rushed fast, the defeated soldiers did not flee slowly, and when the front rushed out of the ambush site, the entire defensive force had already collapsed, leaving only messy footprints on the ground and flags discarded everywhere, proving that there were indeed troops stationed here, although it was inexplicable, but this battle was also won.

In order to grab time, so as not to have too many dreams at night, Zhang Yuntian ordered the corpse guards to immediately open and go straight to the Beijing Division.

On the evening of the same day, Fan Jinghui heard again, he pretended to be ordered to garrison, deceived the city gate, and had already taken Tianjin in one fell swoop.

At this time, Zhang Yuntian's troops had come to the city of Jingshi, although it was night, but the city was brightly lit, and faintly heard the neighing of people and horses, feeling extremely chaotic, and the defenders on the city wall disappeared as always, leaving only a closed city gate, alone to resist the True God Cult army coming from the south.

The army drove to the city, and the Shenji battalion shot dozens of grappling hooks at the city wall with rope guns, and then grabbed the ropes one by one, stepped on the city wall with both feet, as if walking on the ground, and quickly climbed the city wall.

Zhang Yuntian picked out three battalions with a total of 1,500 corpse guards, went to occupy the nine gates of the Beijing Division, and personally led the army straight to the Forbidden City.

After a night of tossing, the entire Jingshi was completely attacked by the True God Cult, more than 1,000 forbidden troops were killed in battle, hundreds of officials and ministers were arrested, and the Empress Dowager Ci'an committed suicide by taking poisoned wine, but she did not find Cixi, Tongzhi and Gong Wangyi? 's whereabouts, presumably escaped at night.

At present, the east and west arteries have been guarded, and the only thing they can escape to is outside the pass, but most of the land outside the pass has been given to Russia, leaving them only a small piece of infested land at this time, and now Zhang Yuntian's power has grown by leaps and bounds, and the emperor of the Qing Dynasty is destined not to rule in that small piece of land for too long.

In less than half a month, the news of the fall of Jingshi spread all over the country, and the prestige of the True God Sect spread far and wide, and the congregants held celebrations in various places, kowtowing to the sect leader in the direction of Jingshi from afar to show respect and blessing.

Song Jingyang's army fought several battles with the army of the True God Cult in Henan, and both sides had their own victories and defeats, but the army of the True God Cult fought more and more people, and his army in addition to the battle attrition, due to the lack of adaptation to the water and soil, and fell ill in a large area, when he was difficult to ride a tiger, Qian Jiang arrived in time, and explained the pros and cons with him, and randomly clicked a few times.

Song Jingyang is indeed not a stupid person, at present, many state capitals in Shandong do not surrender, and Henan has been unable to conquer for a long time, and the grain and grass of tens of thousands of troops are unsustainable, so he retreats in the face of difficulties, pushes the boat down the river and sends a favor to Qianjiang, and leads 150,000 troops to join the True God Cult.

So far, the pattern of the world has changed greatly, and Zhang Yuntian's True God Cult has occupied the capitals of Henan, Shandong, Shanxi, and Zhili provinces as well as some of Jiangsu and Anhui in just over a month.

The main force of the Qing army has been defeated, and the remaining forces are all rabble and vulnerable, except for the Hunan army of Zeng Guofan and Shi Dakai of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

It can be said unceremoniously that according to the current shape, within a year, a new country will rise from the ruins of the Qing Dynasty, and this country is about to change the history of the whole world!

Zhang Yuntian sat on the dragon chair, crossed Erlang's legs, picked up his mobile phone, clicked, and took a selfie.

Unconsciously, he had been in this plane for more than a year, and it was time to go back to the main world to take a look, he turned the ring slightly, and the surrounding scenery immediately blurred, and after a while, he returned to the nest of more than forty square meters.