"General, Yue Nanman is here!"

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Yang Feng, who had just chiseled through the formation of the Jin army opposite them, broke away from the formation of the five hundred cavalry, and was riding alone with a Mo sword to take Chizhan Hui, while the five hundred cavalry were going north at full speed to get rid of the Jin soldiers.

"Come on, let Tiefutu teach him a lesson!"

Chi Zhanhui said indifferently with a wave of his hand.

The two hundred iron floating slaughter beside him immediately urged the war horses, these guys are all genuine Jurchens, all of them are covered in iron armor, even their faces are covered, only a small piece in front of their two eyes is exposed, and the war horses under the crotch are also covered with iron armor, with iron armor on their heads, Ming Huang is like a group of steel monsters, holding spears and slamming forward, and the momentum of the mounted cavalry is unstoppable.

The two hundred Iron Floating Tu and Yang Feng, who came alone, instantly collided together.

The next moment, countless stumps and severed arms flew into the sky.

Before Chi Zhanhui could react, the blood-red figure smashed through the Iron Float like a raging rhinoceros, heading straight for him in the background of a corpse.

"Huh?!"

Chi Zhanhui's jaw almost hit the ground.

Of course he wouldn't know that in Yang Feng's eyes, his iron floating slaughter was not as threatening as those ordinary cavalry, ordinary cavalry at least moved flexibly, these iron cans were clumsy and heavy, and they were completely for him to deliver food, no matter how thick the iron piece armor paste was, it was still a knife of goods.

Chi Zhanhui, who came to his senses, hurriedly turned around.

But at the same time, Yang Feng's left hand suddenly raised, and an iron bone snatched from Jin Bing's hand flew out with a roar, instantly hitting Chizhan Hui's horse, the war horse fell to the ground with a scream, and Chizhan Hui, who was thrown to the ground, turned over and got up, that is, at the same time, the sound of galloping horses' hooves reached his back, he subconsciously turned around, and a silver arc of light suddenly crossed in front of him, and his vision turned into a blue sky.

Yang Feng, who swept quickly, reached out and grabbed the braid on the back of his head, just like his favorite thing to do in the late Ming Dynasty, shook it in his hand, and then chased after all the subordinates who had rushed out.

That night, he broke through Ye County.

Because the error in the judgment of his combat effectiveness was too great, the supreme commander of the Jin army in Henan, Bianjing, stayed behind to guard Da Lu (this word is pronounced bian, Khan!). In fact, there was no additional deployment of troops to encircle it, after all, in Da Luan's view, there were 5,000 elites of Chizhan Hui, plus Tangzhou pursued northward, almost 20 times the number of troops, it was impossible to solve this little trouble, and the garrisons in Henan could not be mobilized at will, and there were more than 100,000 Song troops opposite them, and any military town had a corresponding task.

As a result, Yang Feng, who killed Chi Zhanhui, suddenly became as enlightened as a fish swimming in the sea.

In the next few days, he broke through one in two days, and successively broke through Yexian and Xiangcheng, which were almost defenseless, along the way he simply killed all the officials, distributed all the food and money of the government to the people, and at the same time selected the strongest and loyal young men as soldiers, armed them with the best equipment captured, scavenged all the war horses that could be scavenged, piled the heads of all the killed Jin officials at the gate of the city as a capital view, and even chopped up some local tyrants and inferior gentry who were very angry with the people to relieve the people's anger. It caused cheers everywhere.

It also made the whole Henan shake.

When Da Lu hurriedly mobilized troops from Bianliang to the south, and at the same time ordered Alu Bu to transfer troops and reinforcements to Guide Jiedu, Yang Feng expanded to a team of 700 people, and he had already reached the city of Xuchang.

"Brothers, kill!"

Yang Feng carried an RPG29 on his shoulder, and shouted arrogantly like a sheng warrior.

Then he pulled the trigger.

In the night, a flame suddenly erupted, instantly hitting the opposite city gate, and the terrifying fire mass of the explosion of the 105 mm fuel air warhead made the entire city gate disappear, and when the fire disappeared, the city gate disappeared along with the golden soldiers who were preparing to block the gate inside. Liang Xing waved his sword and roared, and the cavalry of 700 men rushed straight to the frozen moat, and then stepped on the solid ice on the river and rushed to the opposite bank, pouring into the open Xuchang City Gate like a flood. Behind them, the marshal threw away the canister in his hand, quickly carried the iron box with a thousand rounds of ammunition, picked up the M134 machine gun, first splashed it on the city wall for five seconds, then rushed across the moat and threw the hook on the city wall, grabbed the rope and went up to the city wall a few times, like a monster, and splashed it on both sides, and then there were no more living golden soldiers on both sides.

He walked straight to the back of the city tower and looked condescendingly at the city of Xuchang, where the assembled defenders were facing the Yuejia army entering the city.

The next moment the machine gun erupted in flames.

In his exuberant roar, the electric Gatling, which had a rate of fire at a rate of 1,000 rounds per minute, spun wildly, and the blazing flames of the muzzle and the bullets mixed with tracer bullets crashed into the defending golden army like a storm, instantly beating them to the ground of dead bodies. Because of his condescension, the muzzle of his gun continued to move forward, from front to back, like an approaching steamroller, crushing thousands of golden soldiers under the strange red light with a storm of metal, and on both sides of this street were the god-worshipping gazes of hundreds of people.

After only half a minute of continuous strafing, there were no more Jin soldiers standing on the street.

Or die.

Or ran.

And simply knelt on the ground and surrendered.

After all, most of the Jin soldiers at this time were not Jurchens, and neither the Han nor the Khitan had the ferocity to fight to the death.

Immediately afterwards, 700 cavalry rushed in, diverging to the streets.

And Yang Feng carried his electric Gatling down the city wall, walking forward along the long street covered with dead bodies, more and more people on both sides of him came out, kneeling on the ground in fear, bowing to their gods, Yang Feng's arrogant figure in the song of loyalty to the country, just walked in Xuchang City, and the picture at this moment will always be engraved in everyone's memory.

Two days later, 30,000 Jin soldiers led by Da Luan personally surrounded Xuchang.

"Negotiations?"

Changwu Jun Festival Embassy, Yang Feng sat behind the table in the main hall, looked at the envoy in front of him with a smile and said.

On the table was Chi Zhanhui's head.

Well, he's the envoy of the Changwu Army.

"General Yue, Ling Zun and you and General Zhang have also heard of it, whether it is our marshal, or His Royal Highness King Liang all sighed, although Ling Zun has been the enemy of my Dajin many times on the battlefield, but King Liang is still regarded as a rare talent in his life, the general's courage is also praised by King Liang, the Yue family suffered this disaster is really the Zhao family's wayless, since the general has broken off with them, then why continue to be the enemy of Dajin? If the general is willing to surrender, not only will he be exempted from all previous crimes, but he will also be able to be crowned as a duke hereditary Meng'an, and your department will still be your subordinate, and he will be able to seal the festival as an envoy, any town in Henan and Hebei. ”

The envoy's gaze avoided Chi Zhanhui's head, looked at Yang Feng and said.

They really wanted to persuade Yang Feng to surrender, after all, this guy was a treasure no matter what he said.

"You don't have to say anything about it, you have to talk about it with someone with enough status!"

Yang Feng said.

"So who does the general want to talk to?"

The messenger said.

"Let the big one come!"

Yang Feng said.

"The general laughed, how could our marshal come in person, but if the general is willing to go out of the city, our marshal is still very willing to drink and have fun with the general."

The messenger smiled and said.

"To you?"

Yang Feng hesitated.

"It's not impossible, but if General Ben goes over, you learn from the Nahongmen Banquet, and what if General Ben is hacked to death with a random knife at that time? Unless there is a person to vouch for, and it must be a person with a special status who can be trusted by the general, such as ......"

Yang Feng groaned.

"Yan Shenggong!"

Then he said.

"Yan Shenggong?"

The messenger was stunned.

"Yes, Yan Shenggong, Yan Shenggong is a saint, after the head of the clothes, that character naturally has nothing to say, he is still very worthy of the respect of the general, Qufu is only a few hundred miles away from here, the fast horse can deliver the letter in one day, the carriage runs faster, there is a five or six days to basically arrive. As long as he can come to Xuchang and come to protect you, then the general will go out of the city to your camp and have a meeting with Daluan, if the negotiation is agreed, there will naturally be nothing, if the negotiation is not proper, there is Yan Shenggong in the city, you will not hack me to death, in short, this is it, if Yan Shenggong does not come, then a Wanyan family will have to be a hostage. ”

Yang Feng said.

"Alright, General, please wait for good news."

The messenger said with a smile.

Yan Shenggong is just that, Kong Fan is favored by the Dajin court, and it is time to contribute to the court, like this kind of little pet just for good looks, life or death is not worth mentioning at all, if it is not appropriate, then it is natural to hack this guy to death with a knife, and Kong Fan, the god of Yan, is in the city, and the big deal is that the soldiers who stayed behind are also hacked to death, and then the court will reward him for his loyalty. Isn't it Yan Shenggong, he died and his son, his son Kong Zheng may be wishing that Kong Fan would hurry up and dedicate himself to the court, if this guy wants someone else to be a hostage, maybe it's not easy to say, but if Yan Shenggong wants to take him as a hostage, then there will be no problem at all.

He was happy, and Yang Feng was also very happy.

Of course, the main thing is that these families are well versed in the chaotic clans, and they must not bet in one place, and then as Yan Shenggong, he went south with Zhao Gou, and finally this branch became the southern sect of the Confucian family, and his nephew Kong Fan in the north was named Yan Shenggong by the Jin State, and this branch became the Confucian family in Qufu, that is to say, there is a Yan Shenggong in the north and south, for the Southern Song Dynasty, the south is orthodox, and it is true.

If Yang Feng recognized the Shaoxing Peace Treaty and recognized that the Southern Song Dynasty ministers belonged to Jin, then the two Yan Sheng Gong in the north and south were side by side, but Yang Feng did not recognize the Shaoxing Peace Treaty, then the Yan Sheng Gong in the north was a puppet official and a traitor, how to deal with the puppet officials and traitors......

From Tangzhou to here, he piled up four piles of Jingguan along the way.

He and the messenger looked at each other.

"Hehehehehe!"

Both laughed at the same time.