Who would dare to be his enemy?

He's like this, who would dare to be his enemy?

Then I almost wrote on the door of my head that I am God, as long as he does not have the courage to kill God, who would dare to be his enemy?

The gate of Qizhou City was quickly opened, and the dragon hugging the sun and moon flag that was hurriedly made was raised, and a large number of green battalions and regimental training teams defending the city came out in formation, together with tens of thousands of ordinary people, kneeling on both sides of the road and kneeling in a large area of black pressure. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Greetings to King Wu's Chitose!!"

A tsunami-like shout rang out immediately.

Immediately afterwards, countless people dragged their braids, cut them off and threw them on the ground.

Yang Wang Ye was very satisfied with the huge Sharma under his seat, slowly walked through the crowd, and walked directly into Qizhou City, under the trembling service of the former Qizhou Zhizhou, he and his dragoons ate and rested, and then got on the horse and continued to go south, his goal was the Yellow River, which was still far away from the Yellow River!

And just when he chiseled through the enemy-controlled area, the two cavalry brigades and five infantry brigades of the Ming army, which were divided into three routes, also followed in the footsteps of their commanders, and pushed the entire Nanzhili with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, after Baoding was easily conquered, followed by the Cangzhou defenders changed banners, and the eastern army went straight to Dezhou by boat along the canal, and in the face of the western front army in addition to Qizhou has surrendered to Yang Wangye, Dingzhou, Boye and other places have surrendered to the wind, and the army with the first cavalry brigade as the core of the middle road quickly forced the Hejian soldiers to the Hutuo River.

Like a collapsed sand castle, the Qing Dynasty's rule in Nanzhili collapsed at a shocking rate.

All the provinces, states, counties, all the local officials, those green battalion commanders, adjutant generals, staff generals, and those gentry and wealthy merchants who controlled the local power, almost none of them chose to resist, and all of them opened the city gates like a competition, changed their flags, cut off their braids, welcomed the arrival of the Ming army with gongs, drums and fine wine, and then joined in the siege of the Tartars. And those grassland warriors who lost their war horses and could only walk have now become real water dogs, although they still have a huge number of hundreds of thousands, but unfortunately they are now in the land of the Han people, not to mention that there is a powerful Ming army, after there are no war horses, the hundreds of thousands of green battalions and regimental training are still beating them.

Because these guys also have a large number of livestock, as well as the gold and silver goods obtained in various ways some time ago, it has become a delicacy that even those ordinary people are worried about.

The entire Nanzhili has completely turned into a vast sea of people's war.

At this time, there was no one to control the order, the Ming army was the main attack on the Tartars, and the green battalions and regiments that rebelled stabbed knives in the back, and after the killing, the people who had been holding back their anger for almost half a year in various cities poured out, using all kinds of weapons they picked up, and even using hoes, shovels, and wooden sticks and firewood knives to join the carnival of killing Tartars, and the originally honest and honest villagers quickly turned into bloodthirsty beasts, not to mention the Tartar routs that were scattered, even a small group of Tartar elite soldiers, all drowned in the rampaging people, They shaved off their heads with hoes, they beat them into meat sauce with sticks, and in this terrible tide of rage, all warriors have become scum.

Poor warriors of the steppe can now only hide like rats in this strange and hate-filled land, desperately fleeing towards the Taihang Mountains, begging their gods to bless them from this terrible land and return to their distant homeland.

However, Taihang Mountain is not safe either.

As soon as they heard that the Tartars had been defeated, they immediately came out of the mountains, their farmland was destroyed, their houses were occupied and even their property was plundered, and their wives and daughters were polluted. What's more, the loss of his own family has to be compensated a little, not to mention the gold and silver on the Tartars, they always have to get some clothes and weapons, and if they catch them alive, they may be able to find the Ming army to receive a reward, for a while, the entire Nanzhili fell into the carnival of beating the water dogs, and even some places where the Ming army had not yet arrived simply acted on their own.

This battle has actually ended up now, even if the Ming army's offensive has just begun.

This land is like a ripe fruit, in fact, it is just waiting for Yang Wang Ye to stretch out his hand, and when his hand is stretched out, there is no need to really do anything at all, it will automatically fall in the palm of his hand.

"This is the power of the people!"

Yang Wangye stood by the Hutuo River, looked at the Zhengding Mansion City in front of him and sighed.

Outside the city, thousands of Tartars were fleeing in a hurry, and there were even quite a few cavalrymen, all of whom were also elites across the grasslands, but now they were running like dogs being chased.

They can't run if they don't run!

Behind them, there are forty or fifty thousand people chasing them, including the green battalion wearing uniforms, the group training with buns wrapped around their heads, and more ordinary people wearing all kinds of clothes and carrying hoes and shovels, like a flood of embankments, while roaring with various sounds, while surging and sweeping, hundreds of Tartars on foot behind have just been caught up, one by one brandishing scimitars and trying to resist, but in a blink of an eye, they are gone, as if they were flooded and instantly disappeared into the black oppressive crowd.

Those dragoons shuddered at this scene, saying that they felt that they were changing to themselves, and it was estimated that they would not be able to hold out in front of this torrent.

"Lord Wang, this is the common people?"

Hu Guang said in disbelief.

"Don't underestimate the power of the people, water can carry a boat and can also overturn a boat, this is the power of overturning a boat, all dynasties, including our Ming Dynasty before, which is not destroyed in the hands of the people, this power really has to act, not to mention our iron horse, even the cannon can't stop it."

Yang Feng said.

This is very educational for his subordinates, in the final analysis, he is still building a dictatorial country, so he must let his subordinate generals and officials learn to fear the people, otherwise he alone is useless as a holy lord Mingjun.

Immediately after that, he raised the Qinglong Glaive and roared: "Dragoon, attack." ”

Opposite him, Tushetu Khan Borzigit. Dun Duobu Dorji is wiping a cold sweat on his head and looking at the back, he is Kang Mazi's son-in-law, married Kang Mazi's sixth daughter, but now the two have become brothers, it can be said that the relationship is not an ordinary pro, originally in history he also married Kang Mazi's granddaughter, his wife's niece, everyone is a noble, there is no need to care about the generation, this time in order to help himself worship his brother and his father-in-law, he almost poured all the elites of the Xie Tu Khan Department, and the whole 40,000 troops went south to the Central Plains.

I thought that I would sweep the world like my ancestors, and I would have to make a lot of money to go back.

Who would have thought that suddenly it would be defeated.

And the defeat was so crisp and neat, and the defeat was so overwhelming.

Then immediately after that, even he himself was unlucky, his main force went north to reinforce, and there were less than 2,000 people left in the camp near Zhengding, and there were only a few hundred horses that could be ridden, I thought that I was in the rear, and there would be nothing wrong, but I didn't expect that the green camp in Zhengding would rebel, and directly raided his camp, and finally beat him with the strength of the crowd and these people ran out.

"These thieves have been caught and slashed with a thousand knives!"

His Majesty the Great Khan was secretly ruthless.

Suddenly, countless frightened screams sounded beside him, and His Majesty the Great Khan quickly raised his head, and then looked blankly at the right front as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water, and a silver wall on the mound in front of him was gradually extending to both ends. It was a myriad of heavily armored horsemen standing side by side, each holding a heavy spear with a broken pennant on the top, and silver armor all over their bodies, riding on tall horses that were also covered with horse armor, looking at them with prey-like eyes, and at both ends of this silver wall, there were more of the same cavalry constantly appearing.

In front of this silver wall, there is a huge war horse, immediately sitting a person, holding the Green Dragon Glaive Knife, and a triangular dragon flag erected behind it, with a striking Yang character in the middle.

"Run, run!"

His Majesty the Great Khan, of course, understood who it was, and he screamed in horror almost in fear.

The cavalry of the Tushetu Khan, who were galloping wildly, desperately whipped their horses to speed up, trying to rush ahead of the Ming army, with the pursuers behind them, the Hutuo River on one side, and only the way to survive in front.

But it's a pity that it's too late to do anything at this time, Yang Wangye on the mound waved the Qinglong Yanyue knife, and led the dragoons lined up in a horizontal line with the help of the downward terrain, and immediately launched a charge, nearly a thousand horses were flattened, and the Arab horses wearing vests galloped wildly, and the dragoons even put down their masks, like European knights with thunderous horse hooves and rushed down fiercely, Yang Wangye took the lead, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand was opened, and almost instantly crashed into the fleeing Tuxie Tubu cavalry.

Immediately after that, all the dragoons also crashed into their target in an instant.

Borzigit. His Majesty Dun Dob Dorji didn't care about the subordinates behind him who were already doomed, he was surrounded by more than a dozen cronies, running forward like crazy, but he still couldn't escape, he saw a silver wall in front of him crashing into it at a very fast speed, and the cronies next to him hurriedly waved their weapons to meet it, and then he heard a chaotic crash, his cronies were picked off their horses one after another, and in a blink of an eye, a large number of Ming army iron cavalry with heavy spears rushed straight over.

His Majesty, the Great Khan, who had no way out, rushed forward with a resolute face brandishing his scimitar.

In the hands of one of the dragoons opposite him, the blade of a dagger easily pierced the chain mail of Tun Dob Dorji, and then through the iron-embellished cotton armor, and after piercing the silk nei garment as a last protection, it pierced directly through his chest. Then the dragoon roared with both hands, and actually picked him up from his horse, and threw him to the ground, and the front hooves of the horse under his seat were stepping on the chest of the great Khan of Tushetu, and the hooves of the horse went directly into his chest.

J (To be continued.) )