"Get out of the way!"

Ilde yelled at the Qing army in front of him as they fought to the death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two Fran cannons beside him were ready to fire, and a large number of soldiers of the Han Army of the Yellow Banner were waiting with boxes of spare ammunition, and the Qing troops who were besieging Yang Feng retreated to both sides with great speed, almost at the same time, the two cannons suddenly erupted flames, but Yang Feng turned on one side strangely, and two shells passed him in an instant.

"Load the shells!"

Ilder yelled.

The soldiers took out the empty cartridges as quickly as they could, and then loaded a new one, but at this time, a dead body of the Qing army fell from the sky and directly knocked the two furlong machines crooked, followed by Yang Feng's figure like an angry bison. He came to him with a sound full of steel in an instant, and two maces flew out at the same time, knocking over several Qing soldiers at the same time, bending down and directly hugging the barrel of the Furlong machine, roaring like holding a piece of wood, and throwing it out fiercely, smashing the Qing soldiers who were trying to surround him into a scream.

He then lifted his foot and kicked over the second Furlong machine, then picked up two maces again and pounced on Ilde.

"Quick, resist!"

Ilder shouted in a panic.

Then he turned around and ran.

He is not a fool, although he is also brave and good at fighting, but this is completely irresistible to manpower, if you don't run, you are looking for death, fortunately, a few loyal and brave clothed minions immediately rushed up, sacrificing their lives to block the terrifying demon, plus those Qing troops rushed up to let him escape, this guy was behind a group of musketeers, close to the city wall and wiped a cold sweat.

But just then he stopped.

"No, the sound is going to the west, go to Yongning Gate!"

He suddenly shouted.

Well, he finally reacted.

It is said that his military quality is not so bad, after all, Yang Feng came alone, which is abnormal in itself, but the problem is that since the start of the war, he has always been in a kind of dizziness that was shocked by Yang Feng's changing combat power, and his mind was full of how to solve this demon, and he had no time to think about anything else, so he made such an irreparable mistake.

This mistake is fatal.

Almost at the same time, the sound of countless horses' hooves trampling the stone street sounded from the darkness in the distance, and then countless galloping war horses appeared in his field of vision, and a steel reflective torrent was surging along the wide street leading from the Yongning Gate, like a mountain torrent that broke out in summer, and the same surging was the shouting of killing that resounded through the night sky.

The Qing army, which was besieging Yang Feng, was in disarray.

Those musketeers turned around in panic and raised their muskets to aim, but the barrel of a Franc machine in the crowd behind them flew out like a mortar shell, smashed down with a whistling sound, and instantly smashed a piece of flesh and blood, and the surviving musketeers dodged in horror The barrel that jumped with gravel on the stone street, but at this time, the Ming cavalry arrived, and the three-eyed guns rang out densely, and the Qing army that could not avoid it on the narrow street instantly fell into a large piece, and before the rest of the people could react, And the galloping horses knocked them down and trampled them under their hooves.

The Qing army collapsed.

There are a total of 1,000 defenders in this castle, almost all of whom were attracted to Chunhemen by Yang Feng, and now there are more than two hundred who have died in his hands, and the rest are also crowded in a small place centered on him, and a large number of Ming cavalry suddenly attacked from behind, what suspense can there be? Even if those Qing troops were brave enough to quickly form a formation on the streets to stop the Ming army, there was still a terrifying monster behind them, and the pair of maces in Yang Feng's hands would not give them a chance.

Under the attack from the front and back, all the Qing troops in the entire city collapsed, and the streets and alleys of Ningyuan were full of rat tails who fled in a hurry after being scattered, looking for a place for them to hide like rats.

However, the Ming cavalry was more familiar with the city's topography than they were.

In the city that belonged to them a month ago, small groups of Ming troops were also scattered, rushing down the streets and alleys like a flood, constantly knocking the fleeing Qing troops to the ground, and then easily trampling under the hooves of horses. Their spears pierced the bodies of the Qing army, the three-eyed guns smashed the tendons of the Qing army like a hammer, the Yan Ling knife cut off the heads with ugly rat tails, and the entire Ningyuan City staged a killing carnival everywhere, and those Ming cavalry that were originally regarded as weak ran rampant like tigers and wolves, decorating this famous castle with the blood of foreign races.

As for Ilde, who had no way out, under the protection of less than fifty Qing troops, he retreated directly to the nearest governor's mansion, and then went straight to the stables.

Don't think about anything at this point.

Running away is the most important thing.

"This demon, this demon ......"

Ilde put on the saddle of his beloved war horse, and climbed up while trembling to himself, obviously the stimulation was too hard tonight, he was now full of Yang Feng's terrifying image, and his mind was full of the pair of blood-dripping maces, so that his legs were a little weak and he couldn't even climb up the horse, and a clothed slave next to him hurriedly reached out to support him.

"Master, slow down!"

The wrapper said with a flattering face.

"Ma, slow down, you want me to die here!"

Ilder roared and kicked him to the ground.

"Minions should die, minions should die!"

The coat was so frightened that he hurriedly fell to the ground and slapped himself desperately, but at this moment, there was a sudden bang, as if he had been hit by an elephant, and the courtyard wall behind him suddenly fell.

Ilde reacted quickly, and at the moment when the coat was slapped down, he lifted the reins and the horse jumped out of the way just to dodge, but then there was a cruel laugh in the dust of the collapsed wall, and a monster covered in red flesh, even its face had turned blood-red because it was stained with too much flesh, and two maces in its hands, appeared in front of him like a nightmare.

"Stop the demons!"

Ilder screamed in horror.

At the same time he urged the horse, which neighed and shook its head, and then he remembered that the rope had not yet been untied, and he hurriedly picked up the knife in his hand to cut the reins, but at the moment of cutting the reins, a mace came to his back.

"Come down!"

Yang Feng pulled down violently, the three-edged nail of the mace hooked Ilde's cotton armor, and dragged him off the horse at once, and then Yang Feng stepped forward and stepped on this guy directly under his feet, and then carried two bloody maces, just like Immet, yelled at the Qing troops who were not moving forward, and the latter was so frightened by him that he turned around and ran away, but at this time, Vice General Chen rushed in with a large number of Ming troops, and the Ming army, which was full of momentum, did not hesitate to fight with these Qing troops.

As for the outcome, there is no suspense.

Soon, Vice General Chen, who was carrying a blood-dripping goose feather knife, knelt down in front of Yang Feng.

"Your Majesty, the minister is late!"

He said.

"Just right, I'll leave the rest to you, clean up the city, cut off the heads of all the Tartars regardless of life or death, and then hang these heads outside the south city wall, and prepare for defense, it is estimated that the Tartars on the right will counterattack!"

Yang Feng said.

"Your Honor!"

Vice General Chen hurriedly said.

"Also, I'll keep this horse!"

Yang Feng patted Yild's war horse and said.

After saying this, he picked up Ilde's braid on the ground, like dragging a dead dog in his struggle, dragged towards the city wall, Vice General Chen waved to the side, several soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to follow the emperor and waited, after Yang Feng went up the city wall, he continued to drag Ilde to the south, and soon turned to the south city wall until he walked to the tower of Yanhui Gate, stood there and looked around, and then pointed to a flagpole and said: "Go, put it down, and find an axe to sharpen the top." ”

Two soldiers hurried over, knocked down the flagpole, which was actually just over four meters high, and sharpened it.

"Come, wait for this general to clear his stomach."

Yang Feng pointed at Ilde and said.

The latter's knowledge is too poor, and he doesn't understand the ancient art of assassination, but he is at a loss there, including those Ming soldiers, and His Majesty the Emperor has to continue to explain to them, just when those Ming soldiers suddenly realized, Yild also suddenly realized, this guy screamed like a pig, desperately trying to get rid of Yang Feng's claws, but the latter's feet stepped on his back, like an elephant stepping there, his struggle was meaningless.

And those Ming soldiers immediately rushed forward with enthusiasm, took a knife to cut the cotton armor and clothes behind him, revealing the sensitive parts inside, and then two pressed their legs, and four carried the flagpole, and carefully aimed the tip part of more than a foot long that had just been cut out, and carefully aimed at the budding **** In Yild's crazy struggle, he stabbed it very gently.

"Whew!"

Ilder immediately let out a pin hun.

But the flagpole was still deep.

There is a Ming soldier who is obviously a person in this way, under his guidance, he has been deep for more than ten centimeters and has not seen blood, and at the same time, several other Ming soldiers brought bricks and ropes, and tied Yierde's feet without a teacher, but then it was a little troublesome, after all, this thing has to be erected, and it is meaningless if it is not erected, and the flagpole more than four meters long, plus a person of more than 100 catties, it is not easy to stand up.

"Come, come, come and help!"

His Majesty the Emperor waved to the soldiers watching the bustle under the city wall.

Then a dozen more soldiers ran up from under the wall, like wolves ravaging lambs, and laughed at the flagpole in the midst of his heart-rending screams.

"Whew!"

The moment the flagpole was erected, Ilder let out a beast-like howl.