"Flag school, flag school ......"

In a series of anxious shouts, Yang Qing opened his eyes blankly and looked at the two unfamiliar faces in front of him......

Very strange.

Strange as centuries away.

Wrapped in brown hats, cotton jackets full of bubble nails, or cotton armor, vicissitudes of life and thin faces, one of them still holding a goose knife that is obviously not a prop, behind them is an ancient blue brick wall of vicissitudes, the night reflected by the firelight above them is filled with smoke, and the air is full of the smell of gunsmoke.

Yang Qing sat up suddenly.

Almost at the same time, a chaotic crash swelled, and at the corner of the street in front of him suddenly turned two men also wearing padded jackets, and then a war horse rushed out behind them, knocking over one of them, and at the same time, a spear in the hand of a soldier in full armor on horseback pierced through the body of the remaining man. At the latter's screams, the horse rushed by, and the soldier on horseback pulled out the spear, which was also obviously not a prop, and headed straight at them, and behind him more equally armored cavalrymen appeared, and the chaotic hooves of the horses stepped straight over the bodies of the two men, and one of the necks that was not dead was broken at once.

"Thief, run!"

The one next to Yang Qing who was holding an embroidered spring knife screamed and got up and ran.

The other jerked him up.

Yang Qing, who came to his senses, also ran away, then shook off the hand of the kind companion, and instantly jumped in front of the first to escape, and he also stood up in the latter's stunned gaze, and then looked at his legs in disbelief, and then ran with all his strength again......

"Is this a perk of crossing?"

He exclaimed as he stopped again.

His speed was noticeably abnormally fast.

In fact, more than that, he felt full of strength at the moment.

Although the body didn't look very strong, at the moment he felt like an American muscle maniac roaring in the ring, and then a bloodthirsty attraction made him turn his head with a smirk on his face as if he were a bodybuilder on show. At this time, the companion who ran away and didn't forget to pull him was about to be caught up by the cavalry behind, Yang Qing himself couldn't believe his own roar, rushed forward towards him, and instinctively stretched out his hand when he swept past the companion who fled first, and instantly snatched the Yanling knife in his hand.

At this moment the cavalryman's spear stabbed the back of the last companion with the trembling tremor of the horse.

Yang Qing suddenly jumped up.

He reached the top of his companion's head like a cheetah, and the moment he crossed over, he raised the Yanling knife with both hands, and with a loud roar, he slashed into the air, and with a cold light piercing the air, he instantly fell to the ground, and a drop of blood dripped from the low-hanging tip of the Yanling knife in his hand.

Beside him, the horse neighed and stood up.

The horseman on horseback bowed his head blankly and fell with a line of blood that ran from his forehead to his chin.

The next moment, under the dumbfounded gaze of the two companions behind him, Yang Qing seemed to be possessed by some fierce general, and the Yanling knife jumped out like a cheetah, unbelievably avoiding the two spears that were stabbed at the same time, and squeezed into the middle of the two cavalrymen behind him at once, and completed the turn in an instant, the Yanling knife slashed his thigh with the right cavalry armor skirt, and then stabbed into the ribs of the cavalry on the left side with his turning action.

"Get on the horse!"

In the latter's screams, he raised his head and yelled at the two companions.

Then he snatched the spear of the cavalry on the left side, and threw it with his hand, just penetrating the body of the fourth cavalryman behind, and the latter fell at the same time as the galloping war horse also came to him, he grabbed the saddle and jumped onto the horse's back, and took off the bone next to him, as if instinctively urging the horse to accelerate forward and smash it down, and the bone smashed the head of the cavalryman who was scratched by his thigh.

Grabbing the cavalryman's spear and arguing with his companion, he dragged the dead body down, and then turned over and got on his horse.

At this time, the companion in front of him has also got on the horse, the three of them did not hesitate to urge the horse forward, two rapid noises came from behind, Yang Qing immediately lay down, two sharp arrows behind the rapid skimming, the front companion turned the horse's head into the side alley, Yang Qing and the two followed in, and soon they turned into another alley, so after turning around, suddenly rushed to a street, Yang Qing took the war horse and looked at the towering city tower in front of the firelight red night background with a shocked gaze......

"Zhengyangmen."

Standing on the empty street, he sighed with embarrassment.

Behind this majestic tower, there is a city filled with gunpowder, with cannonballs whistling across the night sky, and the few guns on the city walls are constantly spraying smoke and fire, and the shouts of killing are like waves surrounding the isolated island, constantly washing away the symbols of an empire's former glory.

This is the city of Beijing.

The city of Beijing on the night of March 18, 1644.

A few hours later, the emperor of the Ming Empire hanged the coal mountain, and more than a month later, the iron cavalry of the alien race trampled on the city, followed by the slaughter that swept through China, and the blood of tens of millions of innocent people merged into a sea of blood, drowning the picturesque rivers and mountains.

"Governor, please open the door quickly!

The pleading voice of the companion who fled first woke Yang Qing up, and his eyes fell on the city wall, where a senior eunuch was anxiously commanding a few soldiers to set up defenses, but these soldiers were obviously not related to the elite, and they all looked panicked with yellow muscles and thin faces, and many of them didn't even have a beard, and the eunuchs who held arquebuses were more like burning sticks, and there were mainly some brocade guards who were the same as their identity at this time.

This is Chongzhen's last defender.

There were no generals, no officials, just a group of eunuchs and guards and hastily recruited civilians.

Even there are few of them.

"What a failure!"

Yang Qing looked back at the Northwest men who were rushing towards him with murderous aura, and then shook his head helplessly.

The Governor gave them a casual look.

It was obvious that this was a good heart, and although it was impossible to open the city gate, he still beckoned to a young eunuch, who immediately put down a wolf tooth, and the brocade guard who was with Yang Qing grabbed the rope and began to climb up. At this time, the cavalry of the Shun army behind was almost there, Yang Qing casually took off the bow and arrow from the saddle, and he didn't know if it was the instinct of his body or what, at this moment he was not only full of strength, but also had an indescribable feeling about killing.

It's a very mysterious feeling.

It was as if he had killed tens of thousands of people with his own hands, and everything became instinctive.

Just like he killed four cavalrymen in a row just now, he didn't have to think about what to do at all, and then once he shot, he was almost invulnerable, coquettish, accurate in attack, and smooth in one go.

And the same is true of bows and arrows at this moment.

He had never touched this thing before, and he picked it up as if he was picking up chopsticks to eat, drawing arrows, drawing bows, aiming, shooting all in one go, and even subconsciously adjusted slightly when he felt the side wind, and then the arrow hit the face of a cavalryman thirty meters away.

Almost in the blink of an eye, his second arrow was fired.

Or accurately shot a cavalryman in the face.

The rest of the cavalry hurriedly dodged to both sides, one soldier bent the bow and ten soldiers did not dare to move forward, the deterrent power of a sharpshooter was quite strong, Yang Qing just drew the bow and looked at them motionlessly, behind him two companions quickly climbed the city wall, and then retreated to the rope Yang Qing shot three arrows in quick succession with extreme speed, and then threw the bow and grabbed the rope with his hand, and jumped up from the horse's back while exerting his arms, kicked the city wall with both feet, and began to go up alternately with both hands on the city wall, and the nearly twelve meters high city wall saw the top in a few steps.

"Hurry up, you don't want to be a fierce general!"

The governor above his head said.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise.

"Be careful!"

Yang Qing shouted.

The next moment, a sharp arrow swept by, hitting the arrow stack in front of the Dugong, he was so frightened that he quickly shrank back, and at the same time, Yang Qing climbed the female wall with one hand and slammed it hard, and the whole person turned over, but at the same time as he rolled down, his back was hit by something......

"It's your fate!"

The Governor pulled an arrow from his back and laughed.

The arrow pierced through the cotton armor and was blocked by an iron plate embedded inside.

"Duke Xie!"

After Yang Qing finished speaking, he took the arrow in his hand, then took the bow in the hand of a soldier, and shot back without hesitation with this arrow.

Immediately there was cheering on the city walls.

A young general in the cavalry on the opposite side gave him a hateful look from nearly a hundred meters away, and then led his subordinates to turn around and leave.

"This is the vanguard, their brigade of infantry will arrive soon, this Zhengyang Gate can't be guarded!"

Yang Qing said.

At the same time, a dense sound of firecrackers rang out in the distance.

"There is no hope for this Jingshi, if Your Majesty does not want to be humiliated by thieves, you need to go out of the city at night immediately, there are sea ships in Tianjin that can reach Nanjing, Dugong, please take the last general into the palace as soon as possible, and the last general is willing to swear to protect His Majesty to patrol Nanjing."

He said to the Governor.

This is the sound of firecrackers welcoming the army of King Chuang into the city.

"Yo, this is really impatient! Wealth is not what you ask for, this captain, long live is not what you want to see, long live is not patrolling Nanjing, and you can't manage it, you are here to guard Zhengyang Gate, and wait to kill the thief army, our family will naturally ask you for credit, whether it is a young man, or a shortcoming! ”

The Governor said with a smirk.

Yang Qing was speechless for a moment, and suddenly he pulled out the saber of the soldier next to him, and before the soldiers around him could understand, his figure flashed to the back of the Duke at a very fast speed, and then took a step back and leaned against the wall of the city tower, strangling his neck at the same time, the Yan Ling knife was also horizontal on it.

"Duke, please take the last general into the palace to see you!"

Yang Qing said sincerely.

"Do you want to rebel? Don't put it down, our family can be this thing before! ”

The Governor shouted.

"Duke, if I want to rebel, I'll go there!"

Yang Qing looked at the distance and said with a smile.

In the light of the fire in the distance, a torrent of countless iron armors surged......