"Fire!"

In a bunker of the Qing army outside the city, the defender Niu Lu screamed in horror and despair. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cannon beside him suddenly erupted into blazing flames, and countless shotguns flew out like a storm, but they flew like real raindrops on the demon god-like enemy, and the latter only paused slightly, and then took a few steps to the bunker with the terrifying mallet, and then raised it high, and slammed it diagonally against the thick outer wall of the bunker like the two-handed heavy sword waved by a European knight in the desperate gaze of the bunker.

There was a loud bang.

Countless pieces of dirt and rubble flew out like a scattershot.

The two-thousand-pound bronze mallet, like smashing fragile porcelain, reduced the stone wall of the bunker to rubble, like disemboweling a huge gap, and the unlucky Qing soldiers inside were sprayed inward with rubble, smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, almost at the same time, this terrifying impact force also made a long crack on the bunker, and then the crack continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A few seconds later.

The entire bunker collapsed with a bang.

In the dust, Yang Feng stood proudly with a big stick on his shoulder.

Behind him was a small red flag, which was flying in the wind, and the four large golden characters on it shone dazzlingly in the sun.

Chengguan law enforcement!

Well, it is indeed these four big characters, although the Ming officers and soldiers behind do not understand the meaning of these four words very well, but since it was specially requested by Yang Wangye, then don't dwell on the question of meaning, in fact, even if Yang Wangye draws a Garfield on the flag behind him, they will definitely be able to see the domineering from it......

Brainless fans, it's all like this!

Yang Feng, who was carrying a bronze mallet, was like a giant axe monster in Resident Evil, and rushed to the main fortress of the Qing army with murderous energy.

The Qing army in the main fort was able to get his cannons and muskets all aimed at him, and then almost at the same time spewed out flames, but no matter lead shots or bullets, they could not stop his advance, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the main fort, that is, at this time, from several secret doors in the main fort, a large number of Qing soldiers suddenly poured out, one by one, shirtless with braids wrapped around their heads, and they didn't even take weapons.

"I'm cao!"

When he saw the smoking fuses on those big bags, Yang Wangye screamed in surprise and turned around and ran without hesitation.

He really didn't expect that the Qing army would actually play with human bombs.

Although in fact, he didn't know if his body protector golden dragon could block this thing, but as long as his brain wasn't kicked by a donkey, he wouldn't try it.

"The demon is defeated!"

Zhuo Tai, the auxiliary general of Chang Ning's son on the main fort, burst into tears, and finally let out a cry of happiness.

It's been almost five years, almost five years, and they finally see that the demon is also afraid!

"Amma, the child has avenged you!"

He looked up to the sky and roared very exaggeratedly, comforting Chang Ning, who was dragged to death by a horse in Ningbo.

But at this moment, the dense gunfire suddenly rang out, and then I saw those loyal and brave soldiers of our Qing Dynasty, one by one, they kept falling, followed by a series of earth-shattering loud noises, the fire of the explosion drowned their figures, and the terrifying impact force even overturned Zhuo Tai on the main fort, he forgot that there were thousands of Ming soldiers behind Yang Feng, at first those soldiers just didn't react, and after they reacted, how could these dozen people get close to Yang Wangye.

"Ma, dare to blow up Lao Tzu!"

Yang Feng, who was driven back for the first time, scolded viciously, and when he turned his head, he happened to see a huge rock next to him.

He thought about it, and suddenly picked up the big stick mallet and smashed it down, with a loud bang, a sharp corner on the rock weighing almost a ton was directly smashed down, and before Zhuo Tai, who was covering his head on the main castle, could react, he saw this guy put down the big stick mallet, stepped forward to pick up the rock that fell down, raised his hands above his head, and smashed it against the main castle with a loud roar.

Zhuo Tai was so frightened that he screamed and ran away.

But unfortunately it was too late at this time, just when he took the second step, the rock with a bad wind, suddenly hit the main fort, the same rock wall instantly shattered bones, and then turned into countless cannonballs swept across the top of the main fort, one of which was smashed on Zhuo Tai's right leg, like an axe smashed his right leg at once, Zhuo Tai who was running fell down at once, and then a huge black shadow fell, like stepping on an egg to turn him into pulp, with the top of the collapse fell in the main fort.

At the same time, Yang Feng roared and rushed to the main fort again with a big stick and mallet.

He didn't hesitate to pick up a big stick weighing a ton and slam it on the outer wall, but it was obvious that this outer wall was relatively strong, and after a loud bang, although the soil layer protecting the outside collapsed, the one-meter-thick stone wall inside only cracked a gap, of course, it was not a big deal, because then the second mallet fell, and the rubble splashed into the wall of the main castle There was an extra hole in the wall, and countless screams came from it at the same time, and then the third mallet fell again, and the holes and cracks in the wall expanded again and were even enough to get into people.

"Hurry up, Tartar death squad!"

Not far behind Yang Feng, Lin Dong, who was charging, pointed to the top of the main fort and said.

More than a dozen Qing soldiers rushed out with gunpowder packs, and a few of them simply carried powder kegs, apparently running out of time to make more gunpowder bags.

But the thousands of rifles and dozens of sniper rifles aimed at the main fort are not vegetarian, with Lin Dong's shouting, the dense gunfire continued to sound, and the Qing army death squads on the main fort fell one after another, because Yang Feng only had a small musket port at the top of the position, they could only choose to throw the gunpowder bag down from the top of the main fort or simply hold it and jump down, but thousands of people in the Ming army were staring at it, and the dense bullets held up a protective umbrella for Yang Feng, and then a large number of Ming troops rushed to the main fort, ready to rush in from the opening that Yang Feng smashed.

But at this time, under Yang Feng's continuous slamming, this main fort finally couldn't bear it, and at least a section of the wall two zhang wide collapsed directly.

"Seeing that Dacheng Guan still doesn't run, it's just impatient!"

Yang Wang Ye said proudly with his big stick mallet.

"Your Highness, do you want to rest first?"

Lin Dong asked tremblingly.

He actually wanted to say boss, don't play, leave this job to us, in case you make a little mistake, not to say that it is hurt, or to scratch some skin, then I will have to commit suicide and apologize! Although Yang Wangye opened the road and fought smoothly in this battle, it was basically like destroying the withering and decaying, but the problem is that even without him, these Qing army fortresses can be opened, just a few more soldiers die and take more time, but at least there is no need to sweat on your head so nervously!

"No, it's just a few powder bags!"

Yang Feng said indifferently.

But having said that, he still returned to the artillery position of the Ming army, where he sat on the Taishi chair, with a curved umbrella on his head, and this tea next to him, and continued to admire the Ming army chasing and killing the Qing army on the battlefield, and the banner of law enforcement in the city behind him was still hunting in the wind.

It should be said that the resistance of the Qing army was still very tenacious, there was no surrender at all, and in terms of equipment level and soldier quality, in fact, it was not inferior to any Western army at this time, and even dared to fight with the Ming army with bayonets. Obviously, although it did not win a single battle, the Qing army at this time was still tempered into a strong army by years of war, and such strength was enough to confront any strong army in Europe, if this Qing army appeared at the Bali Bridge in 1860, the British and French forces could not escape back to Beijing, let alone enter Beijing, it is difficult to say whether they could escape back to sea.

However, this was of little avail, and the pond was eventually quickly conquered by the Ming army.

But the news that Yang Feng was afraid of the gunpowder bag still boosted the morale of the Qing army, although this was actually useless, after all, even if Yang Feng went to the battlefield, he was protected by a large number of soldiers, and he wanted to rush to him with the gunpowder bag, which was almost a fantasy, but after all, it could also give hope to those Qing soldiers who were basically desperate, even if it was a slim hope. In the next few days, Yinqi and Nian Qianyao publicized this incident, and quickly boosted the morale of the Qing army, which had fallen to the bottom due to successive defeats, and began to prepare for the most important battle of Kunshan.

They didn't know that at this time, Yang Feng was researching new demolition techniques.

"Melt all these cannons!"

In Xin'an County, Yang Feng pointed to the hundreds of cannons of various types under his feet and said.

These are all captured in the recent period, these tattered goods are not used by the Ming army at all, and the only use is to sell scrap, but the vast majority of the Qing army are pig iron cannons, which are worth a fart in the south, and they are not enough for thousands of miles of freight, even if they are bronze cannons, most of them are inferior bronze, and it can be said that throwing them away is not rare, and they will not waste valuable transportation power for them. Now the Ming army has already had to stop, although it has only just arrived in Mianchi, but more than a hundred miles of mountain roads still make the supply begin to be unable to keep up, and must wait for a period of time to stock up enough supplies before launching an attack on the defense line of Kushan.

And Yang Feng just wants to take advantage of this time to prepare another batch of new weapons for himself, otherwise, if he carries a big stick and mallet to face the human bomb charge that may rush towards him at any time, it can be said that he is a bit dead.

And his weapon is simple.

"Melt them down and recast them all into solid iron balls of two thousand pounds each."

He said, pointing to the cannons.

Well, the Qing army played with human bombs, and he played with human cannons.

Two thousand catties, one and two tons of solid iron balls, what is the concept? The armor-piercing bullet of the Yamato's 460 mm main gun is only 1.4 tons, and the iron ball of such weight is smashed over, not to mention the fortresses of the Qing army, even if it is another ironclad ship, it will be smashed, and when the Qing army is smashed in the future, they will first give them two shots, and then carry the big stick and mallet up after smashing. (To be continued.) )