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"Master, the battle report on the front line has arrived."

Li Guangdi said cautiously.

Kang Mazi, who was looking at the sky with his hands behind his back, didn't say anything, didn't look back, and continued to look at the sky with a lot of temperament, the golden mask on his face was stained with a few raindrops, like tears rolling down silently, in the past year, the saint always likes to be silently distracted like this, in fact, everyone knows that he is also missing those relatives who have said goodbye, after all, he has lost too many relatives.

I don't know who he's thinking of again this time.

The third elder brother who was just chopped off? Aunt Su Mala, who was bitten to death by a wild beast in the Taihang Mountains? Or the Twelve Elder Brothers, whose life and death are still unknown?

Alas!

The corners of Mr. Li's eyes moistened slightly.

What a good emperor, why don't those Han slaves know how to cherish it? If we didn't clean up those traitors, you would have to continue to live in the war, the Qing Dynasty gave you a stable life, and gave you food and clothing without worry, why don't you have a little gratitude, you have to follow the demon to rebel, and a prosperous era full of flowers has become like this!

This morning, another cart of starvation was loaded out of Xi'an City.

It is said that there is also a Jinshi who fled from Anhui, who was robbed by bandits when he crossed the Kunshan Mountain, and the family wanted to join his relatives after arriving in Xi'an and was driven out, and the court did not have so many shortages to place him, but there was no food to eat and no place to live and he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, so he simply sold his daughter to Jiyuan and the two of them ate a good meal and went to Huangquan together.

This is really the inner library burned into splendid ashes, and the heavenly street is full of the bones of the minister!

He couldn't help but think of the terrible hell in Beijing that night, hiding in a dung pit to escape the killing of the Bao people, and the next day he disguised himself as a beggar to escape from Beijing City, Li Daxue couldn't help but sigh, how many princes and ministers, how many Tianhuang nobles were cut off like dogs and thrown on the street, allowing the noble blood of the banner people to flow in the gutter, and he even watched at least two Baylor and three Zhenguo Gong being hacked to death by the Bao people on the street.

And now the demon still refuses to give up, and he must kill them all, this Xi'an ......

Scholar Li didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"How's the battle going?"

Kang Mazi asked in a hoarse voice.

"Master Qi, the magnetic stream has fallen, it is said that the traitor used fire to attack, and both forts were burned with fire oil, but the defenders fought to the end, and none of them escaped."

Li Guangdi said.

Poor defenders want to run, but they have to be able to run!

"In addition, according to the battle report, nearly 1,000 enemy soldiers were killed and wounded."

Then he added.

"Humph!"

Kang Mazi sneered.

Well, he knew that this meant that the Ming army had less than a hundred casualties, and it was common to lie about the achievements of the Ming army in recent years, ten times that was the minimum, in fact, if the results of the Qing army were added up, Yang Feng's army of less than 200,000 at this time would have been gone.

"Even if it's three thousand, don't say that Cijian has fallen, just say that the thief army has been defeated!"

Then he said.

At this time, in order to stimulate morale, I had to do this, after all, the Qing Dynasty needed some good news, and now the whole Xi'an was panicked, and those who were really loyal to him were less than 400,000 Eight Banners, Baoyi and gentry, and those Han people would not be loyal to him, if they didn't come up with some achievements, these people would easily change, and he didn't want to come to Beijing Night again.

"Minion Honor!"

Li Guangdi hurriedly said.

"Master, shouldn't you be ready early?"

Then he said cautiously.

What he means are you thinking about where we should run next once the Ming army comes?

"Where else can I go?"

Kang Mazi said bitterly.

"It's really not good to be fortunate in Shu, the country of Sichuan Tianfu, fertile for thousands of miles, enough to establish a country, even if you can't compete for the world, you can also temporarily stay, Sichuan people are immigrants from other provinces, and they don't know what happened back then, and the land of Sisai knows little about the outside world, and the call of loyalty and righteousness will definitely not be rebellious, and the south is connected to Yungui, if the thief army is forced to retreat to Kunming."

Scholar Lee said.

He is actually just surviving, where he goes, anyway, it is the Ming army in the mountainous area, even if he fights, it will be very slow, and we can live for a few more years.

"Besides, I'm tired and don't want to go anymore!"

Kang Mazi said infinitely sadly.

Then he didn't say anything more, but looked at the east with gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to see Luoyang on the other side through the hundreds of miles of lofty mountains, and saw that ruined his face, ruined the country, killed his son, and hanged his mother, although he was not his own mother, but after all, he was the queen mother, and then raped his wife and daughter, and threw his son to the Ji courtyard to be ****......

"This enmity is incompatible!"

He let out a sudden roar of rage.

"Ahh Who cares about me! ”

Yang Feng, who was swaying in the sky, sneezed, rubbed his nose and said.

At this time, he was hanging on a parachute and slowly falling down, and a behemoth above his head was flying away, it was his special balloon, in fact, it was more accurate to say that it was an airship, this thing was not difficult to build, it was nothing more than that the gas filled in it was more troublesome, but as his personal belongings, this was not a big deal, just ask Lin Qian to buy helium, and as for the power, of course, it is simply equipped with a gasoline engine.

And under his feet is the Hangu Pass, which is gradually getting bigger.

"Quick, shoot!"

Hangu closed, and King Yanqi of Shuncheng County screamed in horror.

His father Leerjin died in the rout of Shanhaiguan, and his brother Leerbei died in the terrifying night of Beijing, this Shuncheng county king can only be inherited by him, but looking at the demon falling from the top of his head, he feels that he can't figure out that his only remaining son should inherit the throne.

All the Qing soldiers around him raised their muskets in their hands and pulled the trigger at Yang Feng in the sky.

"A swarm of ants!"

Yang Feng looked at the lead bullet that fell in front of him and said disdainfully.

But then tragedy ensued.

The bullets really couldn't help him, but the problem was that those bullets were still missed, and most of the missed bullets flew to his parachute, the silk parachute was instantly riddled with holes, and the air leakage made his originally leisurely fall speed up sharply, and in a blink of an eye, those bullet holes were quickly torn open under the impact of the air current, and then he, who was already less than ten feet away from the ground, smashed on the city tower like a cannonball, and disappeared on the roof with countless tiles that were collapsed.

"Huh?"

Yan Qi and his more than 3,000 Qing troops looked at each other, they just seemed to hear a scream with lingering sounds, could it be that this demon was thrown to death like this?

At this moment, there was a sudden bang.

The outer wall of the castle tower in front of them turned into countless fragments like scattered bombs, and among these fragments, a behemoth hung with the sound of the wind whistling, and before he could see what it was, Yan Qi felt as if he had been slammed into by a galloping war horse, and then he also screamed, and flew out of the city wall with blood and a cannon barrel weighing thousands of pounds in his arms.

Those Qing soldiers shuddered one by one.

"Mah, which bastard knocked me down just now?"

Immediately after that, Yang Wang Ye walked out of the gap in the wall with another cannon barrel and yelled viciously at those Qing soldiers.

"Kill, kill the demons, and avenge our relatives!"

Those Qing soldiers suddenly came to their senses, an officer looked, brandished his waist knife and shouted, at the same time, the eyes of all the Qing soldiers were blood-red, more than four years, how many relatives died in the hands of this demon, more than four years, the ironcore crops that were once high in the northwest were driven to this northwest to eat sand, more than four years, they hid in Tibet like dogs, but this demon did not let them go, these Qing soldiers seemed to hear the ghosts of countless relatives around them at this time.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Revenge, revenge for us!"

……

"Kill!"

A tsunami-like roar immediately sounded in the Qing army.

The Qing soldiers who had just finished fighting and didn't have time to reload their ammunition simply took their waist knives and surged towards Yang Feng like a tide, at this moment they forgot the terrifying identity of their opponents, forgot his invulnerability, at this moment all the Qing soldiers stared at the blood-red eyes, gritted their teeth like a group of hungry wolves who wanted to choose people to devour, pounced on their enemies, pounced on the culprits who destroyed everything for them and killed their relatives, at this moment they were fearless, at this moment they had only one word in their minds.

Kill!

Then, just like the exaggerated scenes in the movie, countless Qing soldiers flew back.

'This feeling ......'

Yang Feng held the muzzle of the cannon in both hands like a green dragon knife with his hand, and swept through the Qing army at once, countless Qing soldiers and their stumps and broken arms flew up, and he roared as if he was greatly satisfied: "Cool! ”

He is cool, those Qing troops are unlucky, thousands of catties of cannons in Yang Feng's hands are like ancient beasts, constantly sweeping among them, only death is passed, no weapon can stop this terrifying beast, their number is meaningless in front of this thousands of catties of weight, the cannons that have been picked up are like hitting tofu and smashing through their bodies, their bodies are like fragile porcelain, stumps and broken arms are flying all over the sky, blood and corpses turned into meat sauce cover the walls of Hangu Pass.

That's when they finally came to their senses.

The Qing army, which was still flocking to Yang Feng, immediately began to scatter and flee.

But it's a pity that it's too late at this time, the two brigades of the Ming army who were lightly armed from the mountain paths on both sides have appeared, looking at the Yang Wangye who slammed the Qing army with a cannon on the Hangu Pass, the two brigade commanders who led the team immediately issued an attack order, and the Qing army on the city wall was smashed by Yang Feng at this time to cry and cry Daddy and mother, how could there be someone to block them, nearly Wanming soldiers arrived in front of the pass in a blink of an eye, rushed to the moat and blasted the door with a rocket in front and back, and then rushed into the city, and then killed the city wall from behind.

At this time, the Qing army had collapsed without any suspense. (To be continued.) )