"Quick, close the gates!"

In the north of Ningbo City and Yimen, Zhao Hongcan, who had just crossed the Yuyao River by boat, screamed like madness as soon as he rushed into the city gate.

Behind him, at the ferry port on the north bank, countless Qing troops were frantically scrambling for the few ferries, attacking each other with fists and feet, swords, and even muskets, just to grab the opportunity to board the ships. Some of the ferries that left the ferry port were as densely packed with soldiers as flies on the carrion outside the house in summer, and there were also a pair of hands climbing on the boat, and below were countless Qing soldiers who had grasped the last straw, and in order to avoid being pulled by them to sink the boat, some Qing soldiers on board even picked up knives and chopped the hands of these comrades who had fought side by side. But even so, there were still a few ferries that had just sailed into the middle of the river, and suddenly capsized due to serious overload, and a large number of Qing soldiers were directly detained.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? ”

Chang Ning, who rushed out from the nearby Ningbo Prefect's Yamen, grabbed Zhao Hongcan's collar and yelled like a collapse.

He is indeed about to collapse, 100,000 troops attacking a small city guarded by only 20,000 people, including the people, how can it suddenly become what it is now, this is 100,000 elite officers and soldiers of the imperial court, and the Eight Banners alone include more than 10,000 people under the four generals of Hangzhou, Fuzhou, Jiangning, and Jingkou. Even the green battalion is the main force mobilized by the provinces, and most of the generals have experienced the battlefield, and even many of them have fought bloody battles in the western expedition to Geldan, and a few have even fought the Rakshasas outside the pass, equipped with hundreds of cannons alone, and muskets account for more than thirty percent.

It's already speechless that such strength can't beat Zhenhai, but why did he fail miserably all of a sudden?

At this moment, Prince Gong was really a little crazy.

"Lord Wang, don't worry about this, the thieves will be here soon!"

Zhao Hongcan didn't care about discussing this kind of issue with him, and shouted at Chang Ning in a panic without bothering to salute.

He was a fast runner, and when he thought of Wang Wanxiang, who was said to have been trampled to death in the chaos, he felt a little weak in his legs now.

"What's the panic, can they fly across this big river?"

Chang Ning scolded angrily.

Ningbo City is the mouth of the three rivers, the Yuyao River or the Yao River, the Fenghua River and the two rivers converge into the Yongjiang River, the three rivers are just like a horizontal lying Yazigzag, and the city is in the protection of the Yacha, the left and right are more than 200 meters wide river, there is no bridge or anything, completely rely on the ferry, it can be said that it can be regarded as a moat, so Changning still has a little confidence.

"Ming warship!"

As soon as he finished saying this, a frightened shout sounded from the tower of Dongdu Gate.

Chang Ning threw down Zhao Hongcan and hurriedly rushed to the city wall, and then his face turned pale.

Even standing on the tower of Heyi Gate, he could see that on the channel of the Yongjiang River, one after another battleships were approaching in formation, full of white sails as if moving mountains, and each battleship had more than a dozen gun ports on its side, looking murderous. Almost as soon as he entered his field of vision, the port side of the foremost battleship flashed one after another at great speed, followed by thick smoke into the sky. Before he could react, a piercing whistling sound suddenly sounded, and near the Dongdu Gate Tower, a ball of flames exploded in an instant, one of which was on the city tower, and at least a quarter of the city tower collapsed under the power of the explosion.

Chang Ning subconsciously shrunk his neck.

At this moment, a desperate scream suddenly erupted on the north bank of the Yuyao River in the distance.

He hurriedly raised his binoculars, and then suddenly had a feeling of wanting to pee his pants.

Because in his telescope vision, there was an extremely strange scene, an almost blood-red figure, like an angry male elephant rushing into the flock, rushed into the Qing army that was being defeated, and kept dancing and running forward in a strange posture. And as he ran, the surrounding area directly turned into a blood mist, and from a distance, it looked like a blood-red chisel, which was constantly chiseling into the Qing army covering the ground, and outside this red, those Qing soldiers were desperately crying and fleeing.

"This thing is not a person, this thing is not a person!"

Chang Ning's lips trembled and he muttered to himself.

Of course he knew that this was the demon who splashed his third brother's face, and there were a lot of rumors about this guy, and there were even said that he was a celestial star who came down to destroy the Qing Dynasty, and that he was actually possessed by Zhu Yuanzhang to avenge his children and grandchildren, in short, there were all kinds of bizarre rumors, although he knew that this was all nonsense, but seeing this guy's bravery with his own eyes still made Prince Gong's legs a little weak.

At this moment, countless bright metal reflections appeared in his field of vision, and when he looked closely, he saw the Ming soldiers who were swept like a tide behind Yang Feng, each with a musket with slender spikes like a spear in his hand. These soldiers rushed forward while constantly firing, almost the guns did not miss, a shot from a distance of dozens of zhang knocked down a Qing soldier, and the loading speed is extremely fast, it can be completed in a blink of an eye, when encountering a nearby place that has no time to load, the musket is directly used as a spear, and the simple and ferocious action is a straight stab in the chest......

Chang Ning sadly found that even the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners were beaten violently when they played with cold weapons.

The silver armor on these Ming soldiers was extremely strong, and it was useless to cut it with a knife, but on the contrary, the spikes they grabbed were extremely sharp, even if the iron armor of the Eight Banners elite soldiers was penetrated.

These people, especially the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, are even more ruthless.

If it is a green battalion wearing uniforms, kneeling to the side and surrendering, these Ming troops will not care too much, and they may not even care, but if it is the Eight Banners wearing armor, then whether they surrender or not, they will be nailed to the ground first, and then cut off their ears with a knife to remember their merits.

Prince Gong held the binoculars with a bitter face, watching the encirclement of the Ming army tighten more and more, and the Qing troops who were squeezed in the narrow area on the north bank had nowhere to escape in despair, so they could only continue to concentrate towards the ferry in the squeeze.

But then those Ming warships along the Yongjiang River, began to bombard the ferry, the density of the Qing army so that each shell can cause at least a dozen casualties, the shells that keep exploding and the Ming infantry that continue to squeeze forward, so that at least 20,000 Qing troops have become lambs to the slaughter, desperately waiting for death only a few hundred zhang away from the Ningbo city gate.

And across the river, the Qing army could only sit back and watch their destruction.

Some of the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, who knew that they could not be spared, even rushed to the river with a cry, trying to swim across the river more than 100 zhang wide, but soon turned into floating corpses in the turbulent river.

"Take this thing down and wipe it!"

Prince Gong said with a sad face as he handed the telescope in his hand to the servant beside him.

He couldn't bear to look at it any longer.

At this time, Yang Feng, who was covered in blood, was carrying his 400-pound meteor hammer, stepping on the back of a general who didn't know what was the Yellow Banner, standing in a pile of dead bodies that couldn't see the human shape clearly, and raised his left hand to the sky, and the fleet that was originally firing quickly stopped the bombardment, and then he was very arrogant and shouted at the Qing army struggling in front of him: "Those who surrender will not die, and those who surrender will be rewarded for cutting off the flag and surrendering." ”

In fact, he didn't expect this battle to be fought so smoothly, originally he just wanted to scare the Qing army out of the city, and trample on a few more of them to kill each other, but he couldn't stop chasing after him.

Not only could he not stop his feet, but even his soldiers could not stop their feet.

But it's no wonder that as soon as the Qing army saw the Ming army killed, they drove the ducks directly, and they didn't care about anything except running, even if it was the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, no one had the courage to stop and resist. You must know that a large number of soldiers in the Ming army are local, of course they are willing to recover their hometown as soon as possible, but they can't stop chasing them, plus the marshal is also out of love, and the cruiser fleet on the Yongjiang River next to it is also opened, so just spread out and chase it!

As a result, he chased dozens of miles in one go, until he reached the city of Ningbo.

"Those who surrender will not die, and those who surrender the first to kill the flag will be rewarded!"

Immediately after that, those Ming soldiers shouted in unison, and they raised their rifles in their hands very majestically, and countless bayonets formed a bright white light, and the roar of the Ming army also sounded on the battleships on the river, and one cannon pointed at the remnants of the Qing army in the encirclement.

The Green Battalion soldiers looked at each other, and soon some of them threw down their weapons and fell to their knees.

Some bold ones simply aimed their swords at the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners beside them, the latter of course were unwilling to kill, and raised their swords to resist, and as soon as they resisted, more green battalion soldiers also joined the ranks of the besieging flag army, and the remaining Ming army only needed to watch the excitement and watch the Qing army kill each other. In fact, the pursuit has been until now, and the soldiers of the Ming army are almost exhausted, supported by that sharp energy before, and they don't feel tired after chasing for dozens of miles, but now they are all panting as soon as they stop.

"What's your name?"

Yang Feng looked at the general with the lightning rod above his head under his feet and asked.

"Jin, Jin Shihua, the commander of the villain Wolf Mountain Town!"

The latter said tremblingly.

"You simply insult my intelligence, you are a green battalion wearing the clothes of a yellow flag, do you still think I am blind!"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

"Master, he is Jin Shirong, the general of Fuzhou, and the Han army is under the yellow flag."

A Green Battalion officer next to him nodded and said.

"What Han army, it's a traitor!"

"The master is right, he is a traitor Zhenghuangqi, and his grandfather surrendered when he was outside the customs, and surrendered to the Tartars' Kaiyuan Qianzong Jin Yuhe, his father Jin Weicheng, and his brother Jin Shili all followed the Tartars into the customs from the north to the south."

The Green Battalion officer continued to sell General Jin.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, then picked up Jin Shirong's treasure knife and threw it to him, stood up and stepped on Jin Shirong's right arm, and in the latter's screams, he said to the green battalion officer: "Kill him, at least a quarter of an hour, if it is shorter than a quarter of an hour, I will throw you into the Yongjiang River." ”