"Bang ......"

The shield in Yang Feng's hand smashed into a tartar who was rushing towards him, and the shield weighing more than twenty catties knocked the tartar upside down and flew several meters, falling heavily to the ground.

"Whoosh"

An arrow shot at a hurry, the flat arrow was like a black line, Yang Feng hurriedly flashed, the arrow flew past his body and shot on the ground, the long arrow was inserted on the ground and trembled, this is a heavy arrow, and it is shot by a three-stone bow, otherwise it will not have such great power, the heavy arrow shot by this strong bow can't even prevent the three layers of armor within a range of fifty steps.

Yang Feng swept the corner of his eyes and found that a figure in yellow armor flashed not far away, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

"Master Hou!"

Seeing that Yang Feng was almost hit by an arrow, Song Ye and more than a dozen family members on the side were all frightened into a cold sweat.

Today's Yang Feng is not a small thousand households when he first arrived in the Ming Dynasty, his safety is related to the situation in the Ming Dynasty, if there is any mistake, it is not to mention the emperor's anger, just relying on him to eat tens of thousands of soldiers of the Jiangning Army can break them into thousands of pieces.

Song Ye ran up to block him in front of him, and said urgently: "Master Hou, you better go down, it's too dangerous here!" ”

"Get out of the way!"

Yang Feng impatiently pushed Song Ye away, this is the final battle to destroy the Qing Dynasty, how could he not participate. Didn't you see the online article, didn't you rebel if you wear it, then you have to set an electric drill.

"Kill!"

Yang Feng let out a roar of rage, raising the heavy knife in his hand and pounced towards the several Tartars in front of him.

"Bang!"

The huge shield made a close contact with an axe, making a deafening sound, but after the weapons of the two sides came into contact, the shield in Yang Feng's hand did not move, but the face of the Tartar holding the axe on the opposite side changed greatly.

You must know that in the era of cold weapons, on the battlefield, anyone who holds heavy weapons such as axes, hammers, and maces is a guy with excellent arm strength.

Although this axe-wielding Tartar was not as famous as Ao Bai and Abatai, he was also one of the bravest Bayalas in the Yellow Banner. With this axe weighing more than thirty pounds, he has rarely met opponents over the years, but today he has been educated well in the place he is best at.

"This guy's strength is so great!"

The Bayala moved his right hand, which was a little numb, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Although Yang Feng was wearing the same iron armor as an ordinary soldier, if he observed carefully, he could still find that the armor on Yang Feng's body was thicker and more well-made, not to mention that there were dozens of fierce-looking sergeants guarding him, and fools could see at a glance that this was the most suitable big man of the Ming army, which was the reason why Yang Feng was shot with a cold arrow just now.

And this Bayala is the same, the shelling just now has beaten them so hard that they have no power to fight back, and now that the two sides have come into contact and engaged in a sword battle, he found Yang Feng at first sight.

"They call you Master Hou?"

Although he was repulsed, this Bayala then showed a look of ecstasy in his eyes, although this Bayala is a Manchurian, but he has stayed in Liaodong for a long time, he naturally knows some Chinese, and he is not a foolish person who is not well-informed, and he knows very well that in today's Ming army, there is only one person who can be called Hou Hou Ye, and that is their mortal enemy of the Qing Dynasty, Jiangning Hou Yang Feng.

This Bayala stared at Yang Feng, a fanatical look rose from his face, and his heart roared, "Kill him, as long as you can kill him, even if you pay for the entire Yellow Flag, it's worth it!" Only by killing this greatest enemy can the Great Qing Kingdom rise again. ”

Thinking of this, this Bayala suddenly pointed at Yang Feng and shouted: "The warriors of the Great Qing Kingdom, this person is Jiang Ning Hou Yang Feng of the Ming Kingdom, as long as he is killed, our Great Qing Kingdom will be saved, everyone will kill him with me!" ”

Listening to this Bayala's words, the surrounding Qing troops all focused their eyes on Yang Feng's body, with a fire-like hideousness, resentment and murderous intent in their eyes, almost like substance, to paraphrase a rotten sentence in the later online text, if the gaze could kill, Yang Feng would have died hundreds of times.

"Kill him!"

"Kill!"

This time there was no need for anyone to command, the surrounding Qing troops all waved their weapons and rushed towards Yang Feng, at this moment these Qing troops had only one purpose, that is, to kill the biggest enemy of the Great Qing State at all costs.

"Master Hou!"

Seeing countless Qing soldiers rushing towards Yang Feng as if they were crazy, Song Ye and the others' faces changed wildly.

Although their number is several times that of the Tartars now, but this is a battlefield, anything can happen, these Tartars really want to give up their lives and only fight with Yang Feng, they may not be able to stop it, especially when Yang Feng is so in the lead.

"Come up and protect Lord Hou!"

Thinking of this, Song Ye was so anxious that he was about to go crazy.

At this time, he saw a sword and shield hand leap up from the crowd, and with the help of the shield cover in midair, the mace in his hand smashed down towards Yang Feng.

Seeing this, Song Ye stopped in front of Yang Feng without thinking, and took out the three-eyed handcuff on his waist and pulled the trigger towards the sword and shield hand who rushed towards Yang Feng first.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, a blazing flame erupted from the gun with billowing smoke, and the shield-bearer was struck in the abdomen by a lead bullet that struck him through the stomach with a huge impact, and he crawled desperately as he fell to the ground, causing him to let out a heart-rending wail.

It's just that the death of this sword and shield hand didn't make the surrounding Tartars feel afraid, and the rest of the people still rushed towards Yang Feng with red eyes, at this time they only had one year, as long as they killed Yang Feng, Sheng Jing's crisis could be lifted, even if they took their own lives for this goal.

Under this belief, the Tartars rushing in the direction of Yang Feng continued unabated.

Inspired by Song Ye, the surrounding family members also took out their handcuffs and pulled the trigger on the surrounding tartars.

"Bang ......"

One after another Tartars fell in a pool of blood, but Song Ye didn't have the slightest joy, because he found that the number of Tartars rushing in their direction was increasing unabated, as if he couldn't finish killing them.

Song Ye and the others quickly ran out of bullets in the handcuffs, and they didn't have the slightest fear when they ran out of ammunition, and they raised their bayonet Nimi rifles and rushed towards the Tartar in front, their belief was also very simple, that is, they must not let Yang Feng do anything, even if they all died in battle.

Seeing the family members so willing to protect themselves, Yang Feng was naturally very moved in his heart, it stands to reason that as the commander of the whole army, there is really no need for him to fight on the front line in person.

But Yang Feng also has an obsession in his heart, that is, he must personally end the dynasty that has caused Huaxia to sink for hundreds of years in another time and space, and he always believes that the reason why that mirror allows him to travel freely between modern times and this time and space is to use his own hands to set things right, so that Huaxia in this time and space can be exempted from that history full of humiliation and pain......