Since it is a fairy, of course, it must have the appearance of a fairy, and this kind of thing can be avoided or avoided as much as possible, and the white clothes are like snow singing and dancing, and then the ashes are wiped out in the snap of a finger is the demeanor of the immortals.

Besides, there is danger in charging into battle.

After all, this era is not the Southern Song Dynasty, although the firepower of the Qing army is at the level of the late Ming Dynasty, but a large number of mountain-splitting cannons, guns, and even clay pot grenades, these can threaten his safety.

Especially the large number of guns raised.

At this time, the development of Qing army equipment tends to be from heavy to light, the number of red-coated cannons in the infantry is getting smaller and smaller, but there are more and more small cannons of dozens of catties and hundreds of catties, and the favorite is this kind of gun without guns and guns, although the effect of this thing is not good in actual combat, but it is just to restrain him, it is almost impossible to attack him with cannons, but this thing sneaks up on him but can catch him off guard. If you accidentally let someone take a big lifting rod to shoot your head at close range in the chaotic army, even if the titanium alloy helmet can block it, you don't dare to guarantee that the bulletproof glass mask can block it, it is a half-kilogram projectile, and it will break your neck if you hit it on the head, and if your head is knocked off on the battlefield, I'm afraid no one will put it on him.

In this way, it is still the safest to pretend to be a god stick, and a containerized liquid LV tank on a container ship in Hawaii Port easily solved the army that shouldered all the hopes of Qianlong for him.

That's tens of tons of liquid LV.

The liquid LV that poured down quickly turned into a terrifying LV under normal pressure, and then spread eastward along the wilderness between the Purple Mountain and the Shogunate Mountain with the help of the west wind, quickly engulfing the army of the Eight Banners marching on this wilderness from front to back, and the two barriers of the Purple Mountain and the Shogunate Mountain ensured that it would not spread to other places, at least not hurt ordinary people until the concentration decreased. In fact, there are no ordinary people around, this area is a battlefield, and the common people have already fled into Nanjing or run to the Purple Mountain or Baohua Mountain to hide, and the liquid LV is between the Red Mountain, the White Bone Mountain and the Shogunate Mountain, because it is impossible for the west wind to blow to the west of the Shence Gate, so there is no need to worry about hurting the city. It is possible to spread a little to the south, but the south is Xuanwu Lake, and the three-thousand-meter lake is the best barrier, unless the wind direction changes sharply at this time, but the east wind is just blowing on the Yangtze River, and the only thing that can threaten Nanjing is that suddenly there is a turn of God and the northeast wind.

But the northeasterly wind also has a three-kilometer buffer.

For such a thing, a buffer of three thousand meters is basically enough, and besides......

Besides, God is not so open-minded.

In fact, there is no accident, the surging 21.6 cubic meters of liquid LV created a forbidden area of death, the yellow-green fog is like the legendary miasma of death, shrouding at least 10,000 Eight Banners Army in a lethal concentration, in the wilderness invisible to the outside world, the soldiers of the Eight Banners who came with confidence were in the LV gas burning, in the darkness of the eyes being burned blind, desperately screaming and coughing desperately coughing up the bloody sputum burned by hydrochloric acid, curled up on the ground and convulsed waiting for death, no one was spared, Even if you escape from the shrouded range of the fog, you will only die in another place.

The damage of LV Qi is not at all something that can be solved by the medical level of this era, and even if you escape for a while, you will just wait for death.

And the fog continued to spread, swallowing more and more Qing troops behind.

The Qing army immediately collapsed.

In this case, there is no one who does not collapse, seeing the yellow-green mist approaching him, all those who are stained with this thing are first blind, then cough like tuberculosis, and finally cough into the shape of steamed prawns, while constantly shedding tears and snot, and constantly spitting red foam-like phlegm, and soon began to convulsions and pour gas, this strange scene made the whole battlefield gloomy and windy, and the phlegm immediately reminded those Eight Banners Army from Beijing of the horror of their enemies.

That's not people.

That's a demon!

It's clear that this is the demon's magic method.

Such a ferocious demon law, this is completely like the plague, it is not something they can fight at all, since this is the only way to escape, starting from the Eight Banners Army, from front to back, tens of thousands of Qing troops began to irretrievably collapse, those frightened soldiers, discarding all cannons, muskets, armor and ammunition, crowded with each other and trampled each other like collapsing quicksand and rushed backwards, the cavalry rushed the infantry, the Eight Banners broke the green battalion, and even Fukangan's own soldiers were washed away, fortunately, he himself was also battle-hardened, Under the protection of his own soldiers, he cut a road with a knife, so that he was not drowned by the collapse of tens of thousands of troops.

But his ambitious decisive battle was over.

He was routed on all fronts without even seeing the enemy's appearance, and he also discarded almost all his weapons and ammunition.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Looking at the corpses of the Eight Banners Army that were gradually revealed everywhere after the fog began to dissipate, Yang Xianzun said disdainfully.

Then he turned and walked away.

He went down the city wall directly, and then got on an open-top four-wheeled carriage, took the honor guard of Xiantong and the halberd, and returned directly to the imperial city.

In fact, he didn't need to worry about it at all.

It is not the first time that the soldiers and civilians of Nanjing have experienced this kind of thing, Xianzun is responsible for killing the enemy, they are responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and picking up good things, seeing that the poisonous fog has gradually become invisible to the east, Yang An hurriedly commanded the people in the city to go out, and quickly picked up weapons such as cannons and bird guns all over the ground in the dense corpses of Qing demons, and then sent them directly to the defenders who were fighting in the other two directions.

That's all good stuff.

This group of Eight Banners was almost entirely firearmed.

From the Shenwei Invincible General Cannon-level heavy artillery to the hundreds of pounds of mountain splitting guns, the number of equipment is almost a quarter of the lifting guns, and even the Weiyuan General Cannon-level mortar that can actually open flower shells, it can be said that all of them can get good things on the European battlefield in this era, not to mention tens of thousands of arquebuses, and even a small number of revolver muskets.

This is all directly taken to the other side of Nanjing to greet the Qing demon.

Including the heads of those Eight Banner soldiers were also cut off, the flags and everything were picked up, and even picked up the Jingxu discarded by Fukangan, these things were thrown out directly on the Zhengyang Gate and Chaoyang Gate, especially the eye-catching Jingxu on Fukangan's face, coupled with the heads of those who kept throwing out, the Qing army attacking outside the city didn't understand what was happening!

Even Fukangan's Jingxu was taken away by others, and they still beat a fart!

These thousands of Eight Banners elite soldiers' heads have been thrown out, and there must have been a fiasco over there!

The elite soldiers of the Eight Banners have all been defeated, and their green battalion is still a fart!

They were meant to be contained.

Their task is just to disperse the defenders and let Fukangan concentrate on attacking the city, and now that the protagonists are defeated, they are still fighting in these supporting roles, not to mention that after getting the captured firearms, the firepower on the city wall has skyrocketed, and they have already been beaten to the bitter end.

So the two roads also quickly retreated.

The defenders in the city did not pursue, in fact, up to now, the real Holy Sect Army in Nanjing is only one brigade, and only less than one battalion has flintlock guns, the others are still arquebuses, and even the queue is not good, and about 15,000 are the green battalions that defected, their number is the Dangkou Army, with 5,000 people as a brigade, organized into three brigades, these are considered regular troops, as for the rest are all militia volunteers. Such strength can be held by virtue of the city wall and the dense cannons on the city wall, but it is probably not much hope to say that the city and the Qing army are in a field battle, they are difficult to hold in the face of cavalry, and the first brigade of Xiangyang can defeat the eight banners in the field battle, because they have five hundred elite trained by Yang Feng himself as the backbone, and there are all steel pipe brown basses, but the second brigade of Nanjing has not been trained for a month and the weapons are not complete!

At least this year, Yang Feng did not think of attacking.

All he needs is to train the army, make more weapons, and complete at least two brigades before the end of the year, and then think about the issue of external attack, anyway, there is enough food in Nanjing, at least he will not be short of food until the end of the year, as long as there is no shortage of food, there will be no pressure to attack outside, as for the outside affairs, it will be left to those believers, and his victories in Nanjing are the guarantee of the confidence of these believers, and it is also an encouragement to the people of the world.

After all, this is Nanjing.

In the end, this victory did not change the situation of the siege of Nanjing, Fukangan returned to Zhenjiang and gathered up the remnants of his army, and found that more than 10,000 of the 20,000 Eight Banners were dead, 3,000 were half dead, and 2,000 were incapacitated, which means that he still had 5,000 Eight Banners to escape this catastrophe......

This is an offensive fart!

Even the weapons and ammunition have been lost, and now the total number of cannons in his hands is less than ten!

Fukangan, who wanted to cry without tears, redeployed the defensive line while playing and folding to him......

Plead guilty to his wild father.

He knows very well that don't think about attacking Nanjing in the future, even if he can gather another army, he can't withstand the destruction of the demon in the past, since he simply accepts his fate, what he needs to do now is to block the demon and don't let him kill it, and he must build a steel defense line around Nanjing. He must go all out to build fortresses without stopping, relying on the surrounding cities of Zhenjiang, Jurong, and Lishui, digging trenches, piling up city walls, building castles, in short, to completely blockade Nanjing, trapping the demon and his rebels in this city, but then he still needs to recruit more soldiers, he needs more money, more food, and he needs more everything he needs.

To put it simply, he has to let his wild father oppress the people more cruelly.

But it's not easy to do!

He's in trouble with his wild dad right now!

The people of the world are no longer at their mercy.

People's hearts are not ancient and the world is declining, and there are fewer and fewer honest and obedient little sheep!