Wait for three days, really think Lao Tzu is a stupid bird, standing here stupidly waiting for you to fight? Liang Pengfei finally let go of his hands that were numb and sour at this moment, laughing like a bad billet who has done all the bad things and can sit on Daben to soak his celebrity girlfriend. [Full text reading]

Please don't forget, Liang Pengfei, a hooligan who has never taken the usual path and likes to use conspiracies and tricks to calculate people, will he really be honest and stupid and wait for someone to rush to the door to fight? Of course not.

In the materials transported, there were a large number of mines, and in these three days, Liang Pengfei planted a total of 5,000 mines from 500 meters to 200 meters at the front of the set position, and all of them were heavy mines with increased doses, in order to violently attack these enemies, of course, more importantly, let these Manchu soldiers and horses suffer heavy casualties, only with a tragic death, can the Manchu Qing be frightened.

20,000 iron cavalry, facing a wide area of more than a mile, charging up to three or five hundred cavalry per platoon, while Liang Pengfei relied on the river and the battalion to arrange ten heavy machine guns, and set up a fan-shaped firing surface on the front of more than a mile, although it could not achieve complete cross coverage, but it was completely enough to deal with these Mongolian rookies who had not experienced the firearms war in their heyday.

In just a few minutes, nearly 5,000 bullets at Liang Pengfei's feet were knocked out in half, and ten heavy machine guns, facing the Mongolian iron cavalry who had no room to dodge, frantically crossed and swept over, more than 20,000 bullets were all sprayed out, and the large-caliber bullets could make you break your hands and feet as long as they were rubbed on them, and if they hit it head-on, even a strong war horse could only fall down with a scream.

The machine guns were still spewing tongues of fire, and the mines fired after being stepped on erupted into horrific bursts of flame, engulfing people and horses within a few meters of it.

This kind of battle is simply a massacre without the slightest suspense, even if there are brave and lucky iron horsemen who rushed through the fire net, but when they rushed to a distance of about 100 meters from the machine gun position, they found in despair that the war horse on their bodies was caught off guard and hit a barbed wire that shone with a metallic light and was full of barbs, and the hideous barbs pierced deeply into the horse's body, and the flexible bullet of the barbed wire made the war horse unable to take another step forward, and could only neigh hopelessly.

The Mongolian Eight Banners on horseback didn't even have a chance to draw their bows and arrows, and they were swept away into flying scraps of minced meat by the tongues of fire spit out by the dense machine guns.

"What's going on, that Yancheng, what's going on?!" Qianlong was like a red-eyed gambler who had lost all his wealth, turned around, grabbed Na Yancheng, who was also stunned, and screamed frantically.

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The hundreds of civil and military officials standing around them were as pale as a mud bodhisattva at this moment, their eyes were all stared at the extreme, and even some officials were afraid and trembled all over, those hundred-faced drums used to boost morale did not know when they had stopped beating, and the drumsticks in the hands of those fierce and strong drummers had slipped from their hands, and they all watched the battlefield rise and roll, like a cloud of smoke with countless demons screaming and roaring.

"I don't know, I really don't know, how is this possible...... How is it possible for a firearm to be used after heavy rain? Desperately, Na Yancheng stared at the rising flames and smoke clouds in the distance, muttering to himself, just like the seriously ill patients in the mental hospital.

"What's that?! God, what's that?! At this time, Prince Yongyan's voice was as sharp as a shrew who had been indecently assaulted by hooligans, his hands were tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, and his eyes were full of indescribable panic and fear.

Qianlong Huo Ran turned around, and when his gaze fell in the direction of the battlefield, his gaze instantly froze. Three huge, unimaginably oval-shaped spheres, under the backdrop of the flames and smoke of hell, slowly rose towards the sky.

I don't know how to write four blood-red characters on each huge ball, and the crimson blood stabbed people's eyes under the background of the flames and sunlight, and pierced the hearts of those Manchu officials and officers and soldiers above the city wall, and under the city wall. "The Manchu Qing Dynasty will die, China will rise, long live China......"

"The Manchu Qing Dynasty will die, China will rise, long live China!" Accompanied by the three huge balls that slowly flew into the sky, there was a roar that resounded through the sky from the camp of the Liang family's army, repeated over and over again, higher and louder each time, as if there was an echo in the sky, and the earth also responded.

There seems to be only one voice left between heaven and earth, the roar of the Chinese nation, the Manchu Qing Dynasty will die, Huaxia friends, long live Huaxia...... "Demon iniquity, that is the demon law, it must be the demon law...... " The Qing army foot soldiers who were originally far away from the left side of Liang Pengfei's camp were frightened by the terrible fire and explosion, and now, the bloody characters on the three pitch-black balls seemed to be like the black pupils of the god of death, waving fear and despair.

"Run away, the anti-thief has a demon law...... I don't know which superstitious soldier roared like this, and suddenly, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls rose and fell in the middle of the footmen, boom, and nearly 100,000 footmen suddenly fled in all directions like a herd of wild horses on the grassland.

And those who rushed behind the Mongolian Iron Cavalry of the Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade, as early as the first round of mine explosions, more than a hundred years ago, the brave and fearless Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade had been frightened and strangled their horses' heads, and after the continuous explosions rose, almost all the Eight Banners of the Forbidden Brigade Cavalry unanimously pulled their horses and turned around, and galloped towards the way they came.

Those Mongolian Eight Banners at the back of the front formation also gave up following the glorious footsteps of their ancestors, at this moment, in the face of such a terrible hellfire, even if the immortal heaven descended and stood here, they would be helpless, even if Genghis Khan led the Mongolian iron hooves that had traveled all over the Eurasian continent to stand here, it would also end up in a miserable end.

"It's over, the Qing Kingdom is over......" He Shen closed his eyes in despair, the heavy rain in the early morning gave He Shen a glimmer of hope, but now, when the firelight burst into his pupils, his heart had fallen to the bottom.

And when the three behemoths the size of at least one palace slowly rose into the sky, even if they were miles away, they could be clearly visible, just like the pupils of death that suddenly appeared in the clear sky, staring coldly at themselves without a trace of pity, staring at Yanjing City, staring at the footsteps of those who died tragically in the Liang family's army, as well as those Qing soldiers who cried and fled, and the people in Yanjing City who already showed signs of turmoil.

Looking at the nearly 100,000 Qing soldiers who scattered and fled without a fight, as well as the cavalry who had been terrified by the strange explosion, and the desperate cries and clamours in the city, He Shen knew that the Great Qing Kingdom, which had stood on this land of China for more than 150 years, had collapsed in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

Qianlong looked at the miserable fleeing soldiers and horses in despair, listened to the miserable crying in the city, couldn't help but burst into tears, the love knife in his hand had already slipped to the ground, his legs were weak, he knelt down on the cold and hard city wall, raised his hands, and howled desperately towards the endless blue sky: "My ancestors of the Great Qing Kingdom are above, and the ancestors of my Great Qing Kingdom bless me, please quickly protect me, bless my Great Qing Kingdom......

"Your Majesty......" The frightened civil officials and officials also lay on the top of the city and cried loudly, and even some officials wanted to leave the city wall with reverence, and those drummers and honor guards also fled in panic at this moment, as if they were afraid that the terrible ghost eyes in the sky would take a fancy to them and take their souls.

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Imperial power, this is the Manchu Dynasty in order to consolidate its own rule, and those previous dynasties worked as hard to instill in the heads of the common people, and at this moment, the three huge and terrifying balls in the sky These few words, like a giant axe that splits the heavens and the earth, shattered everyone's confidence in the Great Qing Kingdom.

In the eyes of the world, except for birds, there seems to be nothing that can fly and hover in the sky, and now, the three terrible things that rose from the camp of the Liang family army have overturned their cognition, this is not a miracle, it must be a demon disaster, it is useless to let them plead and pray so hard, they did not see that the heavenly soldiers and heavenly beings will disperse these demons in the future, they only saw that the hundreds of thousands of heavenly dynasty kings have become hasty rats, rabbits scattered and fled.

"No one can protect you before me, under my guns and boots." As if hearing Qianlong's wail a few miles away, Liang Pengfei raised his fingers, which were still a little trembling, lit the cigar on his lips beautifully, and leisurely spewed out a smoke ring.

None of the healthy horses or soldiers still had the courage to charge towards the camp of the Liang family's army, and the only thing they could do, and the only thing they were willing to do, was to throw away the swords and guns in their hands and try to flee in the direction away from the Liang family's army, and the farther away the better.

"The Manchu Qing is over." Sun Shijie clenched his fists hard and waved them fiercely, at this moment, he felt a little cold on his cheeks, raised his hand to wipe it, and at some point, his eyes were already full of excited tears.

"The rule of the Manchus will end today, in our hands!" Ni Ming laughed loudly, patting the people around him who knew and didn't know, familiar and unfamiliar, as if these people were his brothers.

Wang Jing had a smile on his face, but his mouth kept muttering to himself in a low voice: "Teacher, it's good if you're here today, but it's okay, when you come back, I will definitely tell you everything that happened today, the Great Qing Kingdom in your eyes that is so huge that people can't defend it has collapsed in front of my eyes, and nothing can stop us from speaking loudly and freely in this land......"

"It's not over yet, the soldiers of the Liang Family Army's cavalry division, follow me!" Wu Ping, the commander of the cavalry division, jumped on his horse, pulled out his snowy saber, and greeted the warriors behind him loudly. "Today, we want the Qing Dynasty to perish under our iron hooves!!"

(To be continued)