"Monster, monster!"

Dan Dai's face was pale, his lips trembling, and he hid behind a bunch of coats and muttered to himself.

On the city wall in front of him, Yang Feng, who was dressed in a scarlet robe, silver helmet and silver armor, was constantly twisting his body like a strange dance, and a faint silver light curtain was bright and dark around him, and the edge of the light curtain was a blood-red figure that was constantly jumping and dancing, like life.

It was stained red with countless pieces of blood and minced flesh.

At Yang Feng's feet, on the ruined city wall, countless fragmented corpses were spread into a blood-colored carpet, like a red felt paved for the king.

It was all the dead bodies of Qing soldiers.

Nothing can stop this demon god from advancing, yes, Dan Dai has already upgraded him from a demon to a demon god at this time, machetes, spears, bows and arrows are all ineffective against him, and even the bullets of the latest flintlock pistol cannot touch a single hair of him, this is a desperate enemy.

Even Dandai's own legs were shaking.

At this moment, the strange whistling sound suddenly came.

The group of Qing soldiers in front of him, who were trembling and pulling the trigger, were suddenly split apart, like a wooden stick smashed into the tofu, and the blood and minced flesh flew outward, and even formed a strange blood mist. And almost at the same time, less than five steps away from him, a crater more than a foot deep suddenly appeared on the blue brick paved city wall, and the broken blue brick fragments swept over like a cannonball, and Dan Dai watched a coated head disappear in front of him, and blood and brains blurred his face.

Before he could react, Yang Feng on the opposite side dragged back very casually, and the meteor hammer that was originally trapped in the crater flew back very fiercely, and the hammer head was like a sickle for harvesting crops, instantly cutting the four unlucky Qing soldiers in half.

"Removal ......"

Dan Dai, who was already frightened, was about to shout to retreat, but Yan Baoyi covered his mouth.

"Master, shout resist!"

He whispered.

Dan Dai immediately came to his senses, and shouted at the knife like a convulsion: "I, the warriors of the Eight Banners, take out the spirit of our grandfather to level the world, give it to me, kill this demon, and kill those who dare to retreat!" ”

"Kill, kill the demon, kill the demon and get a reward, kill the demon and be the viscount!"

Yan Baoyi shouted at his side.

Then looking at the Qing soldiers who had plucked up the courage to rush towards the demon, the pair of unscrupulous guys turned their heads and ran down the city, as for Ling Baoyi......

Well, because of his weight, Ling Baoyi ran a little slower, and unfortunately became a member of the pile of rotten meat under Yang Feng's feet, although he has only been a Baoyi for less than an hour, but he will also forever carry the history of Baoyi, and compose a song of Baoyi with his life.

Yang Feng didn't notice that there was a big fish here, he was engrossed in dancing his four-hundred-pound tungsten copper meteor hammer at this time, the use of this weapon was specially learned by him and Huang Baijia, and it required a lot of skill to use this, it was precisely because of this that he looked like he was dancing, but with every twist of his body, with every wave of his arms, he took away the lives of more than a dozen Qing soldiers.

The terrifying hammerhead, like a heavy cannon shell with eyes, kept flying on the city walls, and blood flew everywhere it passed.

Nothing can stop it.

Even if dozens of people held shields and even pushed shield carts, they were all broken through by it at once.

Even the cavalry and their war horses who rushed to reinforce were instantly beaten into a puddle of rotten meat that could not be distinguished, it was like a huge meat grinder, constantly rotating around Yang Feng, with his walking footsteps, the Qing army on the city wall was stirred into pulp piece by section, and quickly moved towards Zhaobao Mountain at the end of the city wall.

At this moment, on the sea in the distance, countless small boats full of Ming soldiers quickly approached under the impetus of the tide.

Similarly, there was a huge explosion at the mouth of the Yongjiang River, which was the sound of the Ming army blowing up the iron cable blocking the river, and then the fleet entered the mouth of the Yongjiang River.

Just when Yang Feng dispersed the defenders on the Jianzishan Fort like a duck, the Ming infantry also arrived, and quickly boarded the fort under his cover, pushing the cannons that had been loaded a long time ago, and the muzzle of the cannon was raised and directly aimed at the Qing army fort on Jinji Mountain opposite. At the same time as those large-caliber heavy guns roared, on the Valkyrie and the other five Qing battleships, sixty cannons also aimed at this battery at the same time and sprayed flames, and the flames of the instant explosion enveloped the entire battery.

And Yang Feng, wielding the meteor hammer, had already driven the Qing army along the city wall to the next fort.

"Kill the Tartars, kill the Tartars, and avenge the villagers!"

At this moment, countless shouts of killing sounded in Zhenhai City.

Because the Qing army was busy defending the city, and the tens of thousands of civilians who were stranded in the city did not care about driving them away, they finally made a move, they brandished all kinds of temporarily found weapons, fiercely rushed towards the Qing army that had begun to rout, and even some women joined the battle, and the shouts of killing Tartars filled every street and alley of Zhenhai. The common people, whose anger had been suppressed to the extreme, suddenly turned into heroic soldiers, smashing their shovels, hoes, sickles and even threshing flails at the Qing army that had bullied them before.

Not only them, but also the infantry of the Ming army, who continued to climb the city wall, also broke into the city at this time.

The whole of Jinhae was caught in the flames of war.

"Do you know how to beat the drums?"

Yang Feng walked up to a surviving Green Battalion soldier with the Meteor Hammer and asked, the latter's feet were full of broken corpses, blood even gathered and flowed slowly, and there was a complete cowhide drum beside him.

The Qing soldier, who had been scared to pee his pants, nodded tremblingly.

"Then knock on a general's order!"

Yang Feng said casually.

The soldier screamed like madness, picked up the drumstick on the ground as fast as he could, and struck it with all his might, with tears in his eyes, looking like a weak girl who had been forced to strip.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then the meteor hammer in his hand flew out quickly, hitting the fleeing Qing army on the opposite side.

Soon the second Qing army battery was conquered by him.

In fact, it can't be said that it was conquered, and at this time those Qing troops had completely lost the courage to fight, not only because of Yang Feng's ferocity, but also because the Ming infantry had a whole battalion to complete the landing, although these people did not carry artillery, nor did they have logistical supplies, but the nearly 1,000 rifles and bayonets alone were enough, and on the city walls, in the city, on the forts, everywhere you could see those Ming soldiers who were constantly loading bullets, and then knocked down a Qing soldier with a shot from a distance of fifty zhang.

And those Qing troops, who only had old-fashioned arquebuses, bows and arrows, spears and broadswords, could not fight such an enemy at all.

If there is artillery, they may dare to fight hard, but at this time how can they have artillery available, even if the artillery on the city wall is mainly external shooting, only those small ones can turn the muzzle, the range of this thing may not be able to catch up with the Ming army rifles, and this city wall is almost straight, and those cannons can't bypass the Qing army in front of the bombardment of the Ming army, not to mention that the angry people under the city wall are still pouring in......

Well, none of that matters, the important thing is that they are actually scared.

This kind of battle is morale, under the destruction of a terrifying enemy like Yang Feng, in the case of knowing that his supreme commander has fled, those Qing troops still have a fart morale, the city gate to the north is open behind them, not to run is not a fool, from Yang Feng stepped on the city wall of Zhenhai, in less than an hour, the Qing army basically ran clean, only a few people who could not run out were still stubbornly resisting under the angry hoes of the people.

Of course, their end was already predestined.

At the same time, all the forts in Zhaobaoshan also fell into the hands of the Ming army, and then together with many young and middle-aged people, all the cannons were aimed at the forts of Jinji Mountain opposite and began to bombard.

The Ming fleet on the Yongjiang River also continued to bombard these batteries.

"Shuai, your thing."

Feng Zhen carried a large wooden box to Yang Feng and said.

"Open!"

Yang Feng sat on a Taishi chair that he didn't know where to get and said, next to him was his meteor hammer that couldn't see the background color, this thing was not too long, and the Qing army killed was at least more than five hundred, originally Yang Dashuai still wanted to have a thousand people, but unfortunately the Qing army ran too fast and failed to let him get his wish.

The two soldiers hurriedly opened the wooden box, which was his mortar that bombarded Hangzhou, and there were only a dozen shells left, Yang Dashuai has not found a new source of goods to replenish modern weapons recently, and Lin Qian refused to risk imprisonment to do this for him, so the shells of this mortar have not been replenished, and today he is ready to simply use up all the shells and temporarily seal them.

Immediately after that, Yang Dashuai personally set up the mortar and aimed at a main battery in Jinji Mountain opposite, which was constantly firing at the Ming fleet on the river in the light of the explosion of the shells, and the Valkyrie had already been hit by several shells. After completing aiming, he turned around and picked up a cannonball, minus a few medicine packets in the back, and then put it directly into the muzzle, as the muzzle sprayed flames, the cannonball filled with aluminum phosphorus burning Ji roared out, and in a blink of an eye, it fell on the Qing army battery, and saw that it was like a holiday fireworks, and the sparks of aluminum phosphorus burning scattered and splashed. Then, less than half a minute later, a terrifying explosion rose up in the battery, followed by the sound of a shattering explosion.

Well, this is a powder keg explosion.

What other than the result of exploding such a shell on such an old-fashioned, gunpowder-ridden open battery could there be?

Then Yang Feng aimed the muzzle of the gun at the next battery.

And at this time, reinforcements from the Qing army arrived.