"This demon!"

Upstairs in Xi'an Gate, Yong Ying held up the binoculars and said sadly.

The civil and military officials beside him were gloomy.

On the Zhengyang Gate in the distance, their emperor was being tortured to death, but they could only watch helplessly, and at this moment Qianlong's screams seemed to be heard by them, and the sound was like the cry of an evil ghost, showing them the hell that was already close at hand.

It's over.

Everyone understands this.

This demon is invincible, and as long as he is still in the Qing Dynasty, there will never be any hope.

"Your Majesty, the six hundred miles of Weihui Mansion are urgent, two days ago, the demon sect henchmen of Huaxian County rebelled, and they have captured Huaxian County, and the county commander of Huaxian County was killed, Wang Pu, the chief soldier of Hebei Town, has led the army south, and there are no soldiers available in Weihui Mansion, please send reinforcements to the army as soon as possible, otherwise the thieves will be rampant!"

An official hurriedly walked up to Yong Ying and said.

"Troop transfers?"

Yong Ying sneered.

"I don't have any soldiers to adjust here, send a decree to the prefect of Wei Hui, no, send a decree to all parts of Zhili, and let the prefectures and counties run their own regiments to practice and suppress thieves! Those gentry still want to keep their land, and they want to keep their family property, their dogs' lives, then hurry up and act for me, the Qing Dynasty is dead, they are finished together, the Qing Dynasty is in order to ensure their wealth, they and the Qing Dynasty are grasshoppers on a rope, don't think that they can kneel down with a new master after I and the Eight Banners are over, the demons want not only the Qing Dynasty, but also their fields and their generations of wealth, even if the erosion in the Guan, I have a way out, they have no place to retreat! ”

Then he said.

"Uh, obey!"

The official hurriedly said.

"Hooray, are we really going back to the border?"

One of the generals said cautiously.

"When we are rich all over the world, we can't resist this demon, what's the use of retreating outside the gate? Will there be a second Chongzhen, a second Li Zicheng, and a second Wu Sangui in the future? ”

Yong Ying said with a wry smile.

Obviously, this Great Fresh Emperor is still very good-minded.

The Eight Banners officials beside him were all silent, indeed, when they were rich all over the world, they couldn't resist this demon, what was the use of relying on the hundreds of thousands of bannermen in their hometown when they retreated outside the gate? Whether the rise of the Qing Dynasty or the Central Plains, it is just a series of luck against the sky, if the Apocalypse is not died early, they are afraid that sooner or later they will be consumed by the Ming Dynasty with national strength, if it is not for the rebellion of Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others actually destroyed the Ming Dynasty, they have no chance to enter the customs, if it is not for Wu Sangui dedicated to the Shanhaiguan, they also have no chance to enter the Central Plains, this series of luck has achieved the Qing Dynasty, but this kind of good thing will not have a second time, there is still hope for staying in the customs and working together with the Han gentry, If you really want to retreat outside the customs, you can only wait for a long time and die.

Besides, they can't go.

Everything they have is in this city, and they have been clothed and fed for a hundred and fifty years, and they can no longer imagine how to live such a hard life.

"Spread my will and continue to attack the palace!"

Yong Ying gritted his teeth and said.

At this moment, there was a sudden chaos in the imperial city in front of them, and then a large number of Mongolian cavalry suddenly rushed towards Xi'an Gate.

"Che Linggunbu, what are you going to do?"

Yongying shouted at the leader of the group.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, we are here to celebrate the emperor's birthday, this emperor is gone, we naturally want to go back to the grassland to herd horses and sheep, this Central Plains is not our place, His Royal Highness the Prince, you don't want to stop it, right?"

Che Linggunbu said with a smirk on his horse.

They are not stupid, this demon is invincible at all, they just want to take the opportunity to make some benefits, but they are not ready to throw the warriors of the Sunit Department in the pass for the Qing Dynasty, if the opponent can still win, then of course they can hold on, but now they see that this opponent is not a human at all, it is a god or a demon or a human being in short, it is not a human being who can defeat, in this case, it is too stupid to continue to be cannon fodder for the Aixin Jueluo family. They are foreign vassals, they are not the Eight Banners, originally everyone is a cooperative relationship, even if there is a change of master in this pass, their Mongolian tribes are nothing more than surrendering to the new master, no matter who is the emperor in the pass, it is impossible to be interested in the grassland, even if they meet Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Zhu Di who like to expand their territory to the grassland, it is a big deal to pull the yurt for a pasture, they are nomads who are originally wandering around.

In that case, of course, hurry up and run away.

Che Linggunbu continued to look at Yong Ying on the Xi'an Gate on horseback, and behind him thousands of Mongol cavalry all picked up bows and arrows.

"Get out!"

Yongying gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Prince Xie, Prince, if you have time one day, you are welcome to the grassland!"

After Che Linggunbu finished speaking, he flicked his horsewhip and rushed straight to the open Xi'an Gate behind him, nearly three thousand Sunit cavalry behind him, surging like a torrent in the countless angry eyes on the city wall, Yongzheng and several generals kept looking at him, but Yongzheng who was so angry that the muscles on his face couldn't help shaking, and finally did not give the order to fire, he could indeed shoot these guys who dared to betray him to death, this is inside the city not outside the city, the Mongolian cavalry can't be used, but his subordinates also have to suffer huge losses, And now the Eight Banners can't afford to lose, since this is the case, he can only sit back and watch Che Ling Gunbu leave.

"This is to fall the tree and scatter!"

Yang Feng said with emotion on the Zhengyang Gate.

Obviously, the effect of his play is very satisfactory, after all, looking at the Qing Emperor who was a duck, it is difficult for anyone to be full of confidence in the Qing Dynasty, the Mongolian cavalry is not a gentry, the gentry have no way to retreat, or the retreat is directly blocked by him, but the Mongolian cavalry doesn't matter, they don't care how to live when they go back to the grassland and continue to live how to live, even if they can't survive, it's a big deal to move west to change the grassland, since this is the way they can't be loyal to the Manchu Qing to the end.

In fact, without the Manchus, it was better for them.

The princes of Mongolia can go back to the good days of the past, when they saw who's pasture and cut it directly.

"Look at it, your Qing Dynasty is coming to an end!"

Yang Feng said to Qianlong.

The latter has been cut to the same as the Ling Chi standard on Baidu's pictures, but he still hasn't died, which shows that this Liu Yidao's craftsmanship is really good, after listening to Yang Feng's words, Qianlong raised his head weakly, and then tried his best to spit on him, but he couldn't do it anymore.

Yang Feng smiled at him.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Xianzun picked up a copper basin at his feet, this copper basin was full of Liu Yidao's previous works, and it didn't look terrifying, at least for Xianzun, it was not much different from a pot of pork, he jumped down with a basin, and quickly walked to Zhengyangmen Weng City, and then looked at the people in the outer city who were still moving slowly outward. There are hundreds of thousands of people in this outer city, just a few city gates to help the old and the young to go out slowly, in fact, there is not much to go out at all, although those Qing cavalry continue to drive, but also know that the situation is delicate, once the people are provoked to rebel, it will be troublesome, so their drive is only as much as possible.

"I repeat, do you want to be a hero for a while, or a coward for a lifetime!"

Yang Feng roared.

Then he threw a basin of flesh and blood into the city.

The people began to stand still.

"Let's go, don't stop!"

Those Qing cavalry urged in panic.

"The Mongol cavalry ran away!"

Almost at the same time, Wang Tai's shout came from the airship still floating in the sky.

The people of the outer city were in an uproar.

"The Mongol cavalry ran away!"

At this time, the shouts of the people outside the city who had already left the city also came, and they were out of the south gates, the Sunit cavalry led by Che Ling Gunbu was out of the Desheng Gate to the north, and the people outside the city could not see it, and the reason for their shouts could only be that the Khalkha Mongolian cavalry stationed in the south of the city also left, that is to say, not only one Mongolian cavalry was evacuating, but all the Mongolian cavalry around Beijing were withdrawing from this war.

"Old and young masters, what are you waiting for!"

A voice in the crowd suddenly rang out.

At the same time, more than a dozen coolie men rushed straight to the Qing cavalry beside them, the cavalry was caught off guard, and was pulled off the horse by them at once, and then a brick picked up from the ground hit his head, this scene instantly ignited the fire of war in the outer city, those people in the outer city who were already hesitating, especially the holy cult believers in it, pounced on the nearest Qing army as fast as possible, and then the same scene spread throughout the outer city at an extremely fast speed. Although Yongying used more than 5,000 cavalry to drive them away, in front of hundreds of thousands of young people, this bit of men and horses was meaningless, with the sound of killing Qing demons resounding throughout the city, the frenzy of resistance overwhelmed the Qing army in the outer city in a very short time, and those terrified cavalry were constantly dragged off their horses by dozens of times their own people, and then disappeared into countless fists, feet and clubs.

There were several places where the Qing army tried to assemble a counterattack, and then Yang Feng, who returned to Zhengyang Gate, blew up with a 40 grenade.

The cavalry of the Qing army, who understood that the general trend had gone, simply fled back to the inner city from the two gates of Xuanwu and Chongwen, and then hurriedly closed the gates of the inner city, and the people in the outer city who were chasing and killing behind had no real weapons, and in fact they were not capable of attacking the inner city, after all, the number of banner men in the inner city was about the same as that of the Han people in the outer city.

Of course, this problem is easy to solve.

"Go out and gather the rebels and tell the people outside that the time has come for them to turn over and become masters!"

Yang Feng stood on the tower of Zhengyangmen City and shouted.

The people who rushed to the city wall and bowed to him immediately got up, and then got on the war horses left by the Qing army, rushed out of Beijing and went straight to the villages outside the city, county towns, to convey the orders of Xianzun to the people everywhere, and to ignite the war of the entire Beizhili resistance.

"This time the Qing Dynasty is really over!"

Looking at this scene, Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

As he spoke, he also raised his head and looked at Qianlong, who was being filmed.