In fact, Yang Feng completely thought too much.

First of all, the rebels of Dalan Mountain have nothing to do with Zhu Cihuan.

This old man has been cautious and hiding for half a century, and has long developed a good habit of not seeing rabbits and not scattering eagles, he will not be stupid enough to attract Kang Mazi's firepower at such a time, otherwise he would not be less than a hundred miles away, in fact, he lives in the same city as Shao Tingcai, and at least 3,000 people from Yuyao have smuggled to Changguo to join the Ming army, but he has never dared to take the initiative to show up.

The rebels in Dalanshan brought out his eldest son.

This royal highness is obviously more aggressive than his father, and in the original history, Zhu Cihuan was because this son hooked up with the righteous army, so he unfortunately exposed his identity and suffered from the small blade at the last food market.

Secondly, this rebel army is purely a rabble, there is no combat effectiveness at all, and the leader is just a pair of mountain brothers who don't even know a big character, and they are also people and bandits, they don't have any political and military acumen at all, but their pure thinking is too simple, thinking that they are the third prince of Zhu, who is naturally the boss, and can give Yang Feng an order to come to King Qin, how can the latter have so many fancy intestines.

Of course, Zhu Cihuan's son may be a little cautious.

But this is meaningless, because strength determines everything, and when Yang Feng and Huang Baijia were studying this issue, Dalan Mountain had already been breached.

This year's rebellion, it is completely hell mode, unless it is full of plug-ins like Yang Feng, there is no hope of success, although Chang Ning is not a top general, but he also followed Kang Mazi to conquer Geerdan, and he also used to be in charge as a general of Anbei, and after learning that the third prince of Zhu came out again, he did not hesitate to transfer more than 10,000 elites from the front line of Zhenhai to sweep the entire Dalan Mountain.

In fact, there were only a few hundred rebels with only cold weapons.

The Qing army against Yang Feng's army is a piece of, but it is not the same as playing against them, almost half of the firearms of the 10,000 Qing army in less than a day, broke through the camp and wiped out this rebel army, the leader of the Zhang family brothers all died in battle, Zhu Cihuan's son was captured by the Qing army, and was soon confessed by other captured rebels.

And then, and then his father was unlucky with him.

As soon as Chang Ning heard that there was really a son of Chongzhen, he had actually hidden in the people for more than 50 years, and the cold sweat on his head almost broke out, and then he took the whole family of the third prince of Zhu, who was actually the fifth prince of Zhu, as quickly as possible, because of the quick and decisive action, none of the old and young could run, except for a few female relatives who were so frightened that they threw themselves into the well, the rest of them, including Zhu Cihuan, did not run, and their sons and grandsons were all arrested.

When Yang Feng got the news, Zhu Cihuan's family had already been put in a prison car and taken to Beijing.

"These wastes, the prince can be miserable by them!"

After getting the news, Yan Hongkui beat his chest and scolded those righteous soldiers who had not done enough to succeed and more than defeated, it was obvious that if they hadn't rashly played out the signboard of the third prince of Zhu, the latter would definitely not have revealed his identity, and then he could wait for the Ming army to fight over in peace.

But now it's all over.

"Brother Gengchen, don't worry, I said, even if I break into Beijing alone, I will also rescue the third prince, at this time, I don't know the route of the Tartar escort him, we can't rescue him, so let's wait for the time being, and when he arrives in Beijing, we will kill him."

Yang Feng said.

"Dashuai, this is too risky, isn't it? Moreover, the identity of the third prince cannot be confirmed, so it is not appropriate for a person who does not know the truth to take this risk. ”

Huang Baijia hurriedly persuaded.

As soon as he said this, Yan Hongkui and the others also reacted, and hurriedly persuaded Yang Feng to give up this crazy idea.

To be honest, they have a little bit of incense for the old Zhu family, even if there is this third prince of Zhu, it is just a symbol, including the banner of the Ming Dynasty is just a symbol of the revival of the Han people, but Yang Feng is really the real hope of the revival of the Han people, in order to save the third prince of Zhu let him take the risk is not worth it, once he has some accidents, then everyone will also be finished.

However, they obviously underestimated Yang Dashuai's feelings for the old Zhu family.

"Don't say it, I have made up my mind, whether he is the real third prince or not, I will rescue him."

Yang Feng waved his hand very heroically and said.

Of course, he will not be stupid enough to go to Beijing to rescue the third prince Zhu, in fact, such a result is the best for him, this guy is disgusted that the influence of the Ming Dynasty has not yet reached the north, so he is ready to follow the old path of the British and French alliance, and use this as an excuse to lead the army to Dagukou to carry out an armed parade, and then engage in landing operations if the situation is suitable, and show the Ming army to the people in the north with Tianjin as the goal.

By the way, find a chance to perform his invincibility again.

In this way, not only can the people in the north really feel his strength, but also show their feelings for the previous dynasty and earn a good reputation of benevolence and righteousness.

Huang Baijia didn't know what he was thinking, and after persuading him for a while, seeing that Yang Feng insisted on doing so, he had no choice but to do it, anyway, it wasn't time yet, it was estimated that it would take a few months for the third prince Zhu's family to be escorted from Zhejiang to Beijing, and it would be necessary to find an opportunity to slowly persuade Yang Feng in the future.

And after quickly solving Zhu Cihuan's troubles with a thunderous force, Chang Ning immediately urged the Qing army to attack again.

"Tartars are crazy!"

Yang Dashuai, who came to the front line in person, looked at the Qing army outside the city that was like the tide of the Qiantang River constantly impacting the Zhenhai city wall, and then leaving behind countless corpses, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

At this time, under the city of Zhenhai, it was really like hell, after the last battle, the Ming army cleaned up a total of 8,000 dead bodies of the Qing army from outside the city, and they were simply thrown under the city wall and burned together, and the remaining bones and slag were piled up outside, and then the Qing army came to add height.

This city is not very big, and because the east side is close to the south of the sea and the river, there are only two attack surfaces in the west and north, but the attack surface in the west, most of the places are within the range of the Ming army's guns, so the main attack surface is only the northwest corner and the north city wall, this section of the city wall is only a few miles long, and now even the burned ones are not burned, and there are a full 20,000 corpses of the Qing army, with an average of thousands of corpses per mile, if a single row is opened four or five stories high.

And now, the Qing army is still increasing its height.

"Dashuai, you're all ready."

An officer next to him reported.

"Then light the fire!"

Yang Feng said casually.

Under the city wall behind him, a full 50 large-caliber rocket launchers were lined up, 50 of which weighed more than 200 kilograms, and the warhead alone was filled with a whole barrel of gunpowder, just like the spray cannons of the Japanese people in World War II. As the commander gave the order, the gunner next to him immediately took a match and drew it on the barrel, and then quickly put the flames on the fuse, and then everyone quickly moved away from these big killers, as the fuse disappeared into the launch tube, the bottom of the launch tube suddenly erupted flames, and the heavy rocket of black powder propellant instantly erupted from the mouth of the tube, flying into the sky like a festive salute, and soon the propellant burned out and smashed down in a parabola under the action of inertia.

Wang Wanxiang, the governor of Fujian who was supervising the battle outside the city, was stupid, he watched flames fly out of the city, and then huge black shadows that could be seen almost with the naked eye fell from the sky.

The next moment, a loud sound like the sky and the earth cracking shook the entire battlefield.

Clusters of terrifying explosion flames instantly exploded in the dense forward surging Qing army, and the fragmented corpses were scattered and splashed like minced pieces of meat, with the explosion point as the center, a white ground within a radius of more than ten zhang, like an ugly scar on the ground, and around these scars, the wreckage of the Qing army that was blown up smashed like rain in the soldiers who were shocked to the ears and noses of the blood.

"Run, it's coming again!"

Suddenly, a frightened scream rang out among the Qing army.

All of a sudden, like a tide of sharp retreat, the Qing soldiers who were still barely boldly attacking the city all ran to the rear desperately, not to mention the green battalion, even the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners did not care about the cheers of the generals beside them, they all ran back desperately, trying their best to escape from this terrible hell and escape from those terrifying enemies.

"Stop, you bastards, stop, kill those who dare to escape!"

Wang Wanxiang brandished his waist knife, rode on his horse and kept leaning down to cut down one after another rout, and behind him, the supervising team also picked up the waist knife in his hand to block the rout of the Qing army, but unfortunately their efforts were ineffective at all, at this time the Qing army had already broken the courage, how could he care if he was cut or not, even if he was killed, it was better than being blown to the bones.

And at this moment, the second round of terrifying fireworks rose from Zhenhai City again.

"Run!"

The screams of panic and despair finally made the Qing soldiers lose their minds, and the soldiers, who had not dared to resist, immediately turned their weapons at the Overseers.

"What are you doing, do you want to rebel?"

Wang Wanxiang's little face was white, and he roared inwardly.

The sound of an explosion suddenly sounded behind the Qing soldiers, as if they had received some order at once, and the Qing soldiers screamed, and the tide rushed by, and the poor Admiral Wang screamed that he was swept to the ground with his men and horses, and then countless feet stepped on him, and soon he could no longer see the human form.

And at this moment, Yang Dashuai in Zhenhai City had already picked up a huge meteor hammer he was holding, and then roared: "The whole army is on the bayonet, and kill the Tartars with this commander!" ”

Then the two gates in the northwest of Zhenhai opened at the same time, and countless Ming troops with bayonets and rifles rushed out to kill the defeated Qing army.