Shi Shibi, the chief soldier of Dinghai, stood on the deck of the warship, holding a clairvoyant mirror and looking ahead, facing the sea breeze in his face, and felt like his father in a trance.

Well, he is the son of Shi Lang.

As the supreme commander of the Dinghai garrison, he also received an order from the Governor's Palace, asking him to strengthen the patrol of the defense area, and if he found any traces of the demon who assassinated the saint, he would immediately send troops to capture or kill him. Originally, this order was just a routine matter, and until now, those governors and generals did not think that Yang Feng had already jumped behind them, and the main search area was still on both sides of the Yangtze River, especially Poyang Lake and Chaohu Lake. Even Shi Shibiao didn't think that he still had this opportunity to serve the saint, but he sat at home with nothing to do, and he was happy to come from the sky, just now someone actually told Miao Sui of Dinghai Zhixian that a large number of rebellious parties had gathered on Peach Blossom Island with the intention of rebellion, and it was likely that there were demons who assassinated the saint.

After getting this news, he didn't care about mobilizing his subordinates in other places, and immediately took all the troops in Dinghai County to board the ship and rushed over, thinking that his most beloved Kangxi Emperor was almost killed by this demon, he couldn't wait to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh, in order to repay the favor of the Shi family on the Holy M.

"Master, you are waiting for the good news of the minions!"

He meditated in his heart.

Although he also knew that he was not qualified to be called a slave in front of the saint.

But if you can slash the demons, it won't be too far away to think about this day.

"Lord Zhentai, look at the shore!"

The exclamation of a soldier interrupted his fantasy of kneeling in front of Kangxi and calling his master, and he immediately took away the clairvoyant mirror, only to find that there was no need for this thing, and just as he was looking at the mountain, a large number of armed rebels had appeared on the beach, obviously preparing to snatch those small fishing boats and escape.

"Fire!"

He said with a sneer.

The cannons of the fourteen warships immediately erupted in flames, and fourteen solid cannonballs whizzed across the sky and landed on the beach less than two miles away, and although they did not hit any targets, they still frightened the rebels into screaming and turning and running.

"A rabble!"

General Shi said disdainfully, and then pulled out his waist knife and shouted: "Soldiers, don't leave that demon, the wife and shadow are today!" ”

Excited shouts rang out from the boats.

Fourteen warships quickly rushed to the shoal, followed by more than 400 green battalion soldiers, armed with knives, guns, bows and arrows and even shotguns, jumped off the boat and waded straight to the shore, and soon landed on the shore without hindrance.

Whether you can be a slave to the saint depends on today.

"Immortal Chief, can this work?"

In a rocky thicket, Lord Chen Xiang asked Yang Feng very bottomlessly.

"This is the divine thunder I made myself, if I can't even clean up a few Qing soldiers, wouldn't it be a joke? I'll repeat it again, first of all, you must first pull out this pull tab, and then throw it at the enemy as fast as possible, without any hesitation, you will blow yourself up in the blink of an eye, and throw it as much as possible in a crowded place, do you understand? ”

Yang Feng said to the twenty volunteer soldiers in front of him.

"Got it!"

The men quickly nodded and placed a grenade in front of one of them.

Type 86 all-plastic handleless hand grenade.

Yang Feng spent a whole month searching everywhere, and finally let him find an arsenal, and then got a large number of munitions, not only these grenades and his rifles, but also a lot of good things, but some of them were hidden on his ship, and the ship was on the other side of the island, and there was no time to get them, and some were hidden on a desert island, and now there was no time to take them, his main weapon was a rifle, a pistol and these twenty grenades, so he was also very risky.

"Listen to the others, once they throw the divine thunder, immediately rush down as fast as possible!"

Yang Feng said.

But whether it can succeed or not depends only on the will of God.

At this time, on the mountain road below them, the monk Yinian and others who were responsible for luring the enemy had already appeared, they deliberately slowed down, and Shi Shibiao led the Qing army to wield swords and guns without scruples and chased closely, just after the Qing army who was forced by the mountain road to grow a snake entered the nearby circle, Yang Feng immediately shouted: "Pull the ring!" ”

The rebel soldiers who had been waiting for the ring with their fingers had already hooked their fingers and pulled out the ring with a brush.

"Throw!"

Yang Feng then shouted.

Twenty grenades flew towards the Qing troops on the mountain road.

"Kill!"

Yang Feng shouted.

About 200 volunteer soldiers hidden in the mountains and forests immediately jumped out, brandished their swords and rushed straight over, and the monks and the rebels who lured the enemy also immediately turned around and turned back, and at the same time, the grenades continued to explode in the Qing army one after another, and the dense steel balls shot out frantically in all directions, and the Qing army that was caught off guard was in mourning.

Shi Shibiao waved his knife and was about to shout something, a grenade exploded less than five meters away from him, and a three-millimeter steel ball was hitting his right eye in the flash of fire, this guy screamed, covered his right eye and retreated a few steps, but at the same time, the ardent gaze of the saint appeared in his mind, and he was quite brave He covered his eyes with one hand, and shouted with a knife in the other: "Counterattack, quickly counterattack!" ”

The Qing soldiers who were stunned by the bombing also fought back!

Although twenty grenades can't kill a few, and because of technical problems, only half of them really fell among the Qing soldiers, and the three-millimeter steel balls with a six-meter killing radius and about the same as iron sand, even if the number is as large as shotgun paste, the chaos they create is quite serious, because it represents a terrifying name......

"Hex!"

"Gotta find black dog blood!"

The Qing soldiers who were crowded in the chaos subconsciously wanted to run, and some well-informed even found a reason to escape.

And at this moment, Yang Feng, who was hiding at the back, began to take a roll call, he played the role of a sniper, the target was those officers and musketeers, and the 5.8mm bullets kept shooting out of the muzzle one after another as he pulled the trigger.

Of course, there will be no eye-catching smoke of black powder when shooting from the Type 95 rifle, so the Qing soldiers can't see where he fired, because the distance is only less than 100 meters, and his marksmanship basically ensures that the guns do not miss, and in the crisp gunshots, those green battalion soldiers fell one after another strangely, this terrifying scene aggravated the chaos of the Qing army, and even the officers had begun to flee, and Shi Shibiu, who covered his eyes, watched his army collapse.

At this time, the opponent had already killed him, and a tall old monk brandished a steel knife and rushed towards him like a grizzly bear, and the steel knife was chopped down with the sound of the wind.

Shi Shibiao raised his knife and wanted to block it.

But at this moment, his right leg knee was like a heavy punch, and his leg immediately fell to the ground with a weak leg, followed by a cold neck on his neck, and the next moment he suddenly saw the complement on his chest, and then there was a headless corpse in his vision, blood gushing upwards like a fountain, and the old monk like a grizzly bear was standing next to the corpse.

Then, his world went black.

Yang Feng was very satisfied with the effect he had made, and replaced it with a new magazine.

The battle in the era of cold weapons was fought with morale, and even if the rebellious peasants wielded hoes, they could still defeat the heavily armed army, and at this time the Qing army had collapsed, but the righteous army was like a tiger in the mountains, and then he kept calling names with cold guns, and it was only a matter of time before the victory was left.

In fact, the battle ended in less than half an hour, in the chaos of the commander's beheading, and the fear of witchcraft, the four hundred Qing soldiers were driven to the beach like ducks by the two hundred rebels, but at this time the cannons on those warships began to wield, although these small cannons were only two miles at most, and the accuracy was almost negligible, and they were still ancient solid shells, but they were still enough to block the pursuit of the rebels.

Under the cover of artillery, the remnants of more than 200 Qing soldiers boarded ships and fled back to Dinghai.

"Yang Xianren ......"

Looking at the rebel soldiers who were cheering to celebrate the victory and divide the things on the Qing soldiers by the way, Chen Xiangzhu said with admiration on his face.

"Don't call it an immortal, call it a handsome!"

Yang Feng interrupted him.

His current official identity has been determined, the generalissimo of the anti-Qing Restoration Army.

"Yes, Shuai, what should we do next?"

Chen Xiangzhu said.

Next, Yang Feng doesn't know what to do, the next step must be a large-scale attack by the Qing army, especially after his identity is exposed, it must not be an ordinary large-scale move, maybe it is possible for tens of thousands of troops to flock in, even if these hundreds of people are all replaced with automatic rifles, I am afraid that the result will be a dead end, and they must change places, change to a safer place, at least where the Qing army cannot attack on a large scale.

"Let me think about it first, I need to find a good place to go."

Yang Feng said.

He's looking for a good place, he has to check what the golden dragon on his arm is all about, because just now it grew another piece, although it didn't skyrocket like last time, but it has also begun to wrap around his neck, and it was about as thick as a ham sausage at the earliest, and now it is almost as thick as his arm, such a thing is coiled on his body, and it's okay that others can't see it, he looks at it but has a little numb scalp, especially the dragon's head, which is already bigger than his palm, He's a little unnatural to hold things now.

"Immortal Yang Chang, what should I do with these captives?"

Yinian monk suddenly shouted, this battle also captured hundreds of Qing soldiers, most of them were wounded, and they were kneeling there and looking at him tremblingly, like looking at an alien.

"Or, kill it directly?"

Yinian monk made a movement to wipe his neck, and it was obvious that the old monk had been reciting half of his life in vain.

"Since it's the green camp, you don't have to kill it, and there will be no captured Tartars left in the future, but the green camp is all Han people, chop off the thumbs of both hands and let them go wherever they like!"

Yang Feng said.

Well, he's worse than killing.