"Immortal Venerable, the flying boat is here!"

Liu Yidao looked at the sky and shouted.

At this time, the Qing army has stopped attacking, in fact, from last night to the present, the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners have already despaired, they have been killed and wounded nearly 10,000 in this less than 24 hours of fighting, but their enemies are getting stronger and stronger, if it can be regarded as a battle at first, now they have been purely abused, especially heavy weapons such as artillery have been lost, although this thing can be readjusted from the outside, but it will also take a certain amount of time, anyway, there are few cannons in this Beijing city.

And the most elite Jianrui Battalion musket team was also gone.

In fact, in last night's battle of the Royal Palace, most of the new troops trained by the Portuguese were killed and wounded, and more than a dozen Portuguese mercenaries were killed, and the rest were the main forces of the later attack, which were all rushing to the front, and these soldiers who had just learned to line up to shoot had to face automatic rifles two hundred years later, and the result was undoubtedly very tragic. And they are already the most elite troops of the Qing army in the city, they are all such results, not to mention the fact that the guard battalion and the cavalry battalion have been abandoned for many years, and the waste of the Tongzhou camp is almost unstable, and it would be a joke to expect them to attack. Even in the later period, even some of the Mongolian cavalry outside the city were put into the battlefield, if in the wilderness outside the city, Yang Feng, who relied on the advantage of equipment to bully people, but in fact the pure rabble of the guards can block the charge of thousands of troops, this is really hard to say, but in the city relying on the city wall to defend that is really bullying.

On the attack passage from Xihua Gate to Zhonghai for several hundred meters, the dead bodies of the Qing army and the Mongolian cavalry were densely piled up into a sea of corpses and blood, and even the water of the Taiye Pool on both sides was dyed red.

Of course, it is impossible for the Qing army to continue to send them to death.

"This garbage!"

Just as Liu Yidao was shouting, Yang Feng was looking at the outer city.

The Qing army in the outer city is clearing.

I have to say that they are very smart, since they can't stop Yang Feng from killing Qianlong, then drive all the people in the outer city away, as long as this shameful scene is not seen by these Han people, as for the flag people in the inner city, they can see it! Anyway, it's like this, maybe it can still inspire the fighting spirit of the flag people.

But such a clearance is sure to bring chaos.

Many people who have lost confidence in the Qing Dynasty even began to argue with the Qing army, and some streets and alleys were also subject to some discordant scenes from time to time, but fortunately, there were many obedient people in the Qing Dynasty.

Yang Feng looked up at the top of his head, the airship returning from the palace was stopping, and at the same time, a eunuch poked his head out of the hatch, and then threw a small iron ring tied with a thin wire to the bottom, the first time he didn't throw it accurately, until the fourth time it landed on the Zhengyang Gate and was caught by Yang Feng, and then dragged a thick rope over with a thin rope. When the thick rope was in his hand, Qianlong, who was tied into a dumpling at the hatch of the airship, appeared, and His Majesty the Qing Emperor who was struggling like a worm was hooked by a hook on the rope on his back, and then there was a rope on the rope connected to Yang Feng, and the next moment Wang Tai kicked on Qianlong, and he immediately followed the rope down. There was also a rope behind him, which was dragged in the hands of the eunuchs on the airship to control the speed of the fall, and the load-bearing Dupont silk safety rope with tons of weight built a bridge in this way, sending Qianlong to Yang Feng, who was fifty meters below.

Almost at the same time, several raised guns around the Zhengyang Gate spewed flames, but the target was not Yang Feng, but Qianlong in the sky.

Obviously, Yongying wanted to kill his father altogether.

After all, compared with being chopped alive by Yang Feng, being killed by his own people can be regarded as the best ending for Qianlong.

But that's still not possible.

Yang Feng is on the top of the city tower, the airship at more than 50 meters above his head is 100 meters above the ground, and these hidden Qing troops can't get too close, and the oblique distance has to run for two or three hundred meters, so how can the gun accurately hit a high-speed moving target at two or three hundred meters, this thing is a smoothbore gun, and the battlefield relies on shotguns to hit people, and it would be good to have an accurate range of tens of meters. With the sound of gunfire, one by one half-pound bullets crossed the sky in vain, as if they were seeing off their emperor, and then under the gaze of countless eyes, Qianlong slashed down at high speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was in Yang Feng's hands.

He took the Qing Emperor, and then handed it to Liu Yidao, who was waiting on the side, and then turned the muzzle of the M2 next to him, and the dense bullets suddenly flew towards the hiding places of the Qing army, and the 12.7 mm bullets penetrated the wall like a piece of paper, beating the Qing army inside to pieces, and the Qing troops hidden in several other places ran away in fright.

"I don't know what to live or die!"

Yang Xianzun sneered.

"Are you willing to be a hero for a while, or are you willing to be a coward for a lifetime!"

Then he yelled at the people of the outer city.

The people who were driven out of the city by the Qing cavalry turned around, and at the same time, the machine gun in Yang Feng's hand spewed flames again, and a group of Qing cavalry who drove the people on the street outside Zhengyangmen were immediately beaten to the ground, and the people who were driven by them looked at the back hesitantly, but after all, no one stood up to resist, and it was obvious that the Qing army's authority over them still existed. After all, the outer city is different from the imperial palace, and it is necessary to face the countless Mongolian cavalry and green battalions that may come to reinforce outside, especially the large number of the former, and the Mongolian cavalry that arrived in the pass during this time has exceeded 30,000, all scattered around Beijing, and they are being ordered to come constantly.

Yang Feng didn't care about them anymore, and quickly untied the rope on Qianlong's body with Liu Yidao, but the rags in his mouth were not taken out, Qianlong could only stare at him with blood-red eyes, and his mouth kept making a snorting sound, and as soon as the rope on his leg was untied, he raised his foot and kicked towards Yang Feng without hesitation, but Yang Feng's knees were broken with two palms, and then he pinched off his shoulder blades.

"Over to you!"

Yang Feng said to Liu Yidao.

"Immortal Venerable, don't worry, the disciple's is the number one executioner in Beijing City!"

Liu Yidao said with a smile.

Then he stepped forward with excitement, first skillfully cut the clothes on Qianlong's body, revealing the well-maintained body of the old man, after doing some necessary rituals, he immediately took a knife and started to play with a piece of duck from the left chest, when the first piece of meat was cut off, Yang Feng suddenly pulled the rags out of Qianlong's mouth.

The screams of the Qing Emperor instantly resounded throughout the city.

As his screams sounded, more and more people in the outer city stopped, and looked at the Zhengyangmen City Tower with worshipful eyes, it was obvious that the emperor's drama was too exciting, these people who had been in awe of the imperial power all their lives, it was hard to imagine that there would be an emperor who was cut in public, especially Qianlong specially put that big hat on his head, how eye-catching this thing is! Once this hat represented supreme majesty, once this hat appeared in their field of vision they had to fall to their knees, once this was a sign of life and death, but now the people under the hat, who had ruled this kingdom for more than fifty years, were being slaughtered like dogs. At this time, his screams continued to sound, no different from those prisoners who had been cut at the entrance of the vegetable market, his flesh was cut off piece by piece, and it was no different from those filthy criminals, and the majesty of the emperor was gone at this moment.

In this way, the fortress of imperial power that the Manchu Qing Dynasty had piled up tens of millions of bones in 150 years collapsed.

The Emperor needs not be afraid.

Because the emperor can be slaughtered like a dog.

The system of imperial power, which was rendered in various ways by the sages and sages, also collapsed.

What the Son of Heaven, what luck, what the Ninety-Five Supreme has all become nonsense, the image of the duck is screaming on the tower of Zhengyangmen, clearly telling the people of the world that the imperial power is fearless, and the imperial power system made up by Confucianism is a joke, there is no real dragon Son of Heaven there at all, the emperor who has ruled them for more than 50 years is just a mortal who can be treated as a duck, and all those gentry tell them that the emperor myth is fake, just like distant France, Just as the citizens of Paris used the head of Louis XVI two years later to announce the collapse of the feudal system in Europe, Yang Feng also used Qianlong's Ling Chi to announce the collapse of the feudal system in China......

Well, that's not good for Yang Feng either.

After all, he is also going to be an emperor.

But fortunately, he has a fairy aura.

At the same time as the collapse of imperial power, he can also leave a halo of gods to his descendants, just like the emperor of the Wa Kingdom before World War II, in this era, if he wants to continue to be an emperor for generations, he can only make a little sacrifice, otherwise after his death, his descendants may not be able to avoid the fate of Louis and Nicholas, and there is only one way to die if he continues to play the monarchy to suppress the people. After all, a new era has begun in Europe, and it is impossible for him to continue to maintain a pure feudal empire, in that case, he had better quickly invite Sage Kong back, change into new clothes for Kong Xianpei, who was preparing to be cut in prison, and send him back to Qufu, and then continue to pick up the foolish things, so that the common people can continue to sink in the dark swamp. And want the common people not to be slaves and want their children and grandchildren to continue to be the real emperor, and want to let the people be enlightened and want them to be fools, such a good thing is impossible, now he tries to kill as much as possible so that the country can develop faster and quickly surpass Europe in national strength, and when he leaves, everyone sits down and sets up a constitution testified by Haotian God, and the rest is left to let his descendants and people be under the gaze of Haotian God for thousands of generations!

Anyway, as long as the royal family controls the economy.

And that's easy to do.

In other words, even if you make a mascot in the future, it is better than having your head cut off by the ***!

This is 1790.

It's not 790 years anymore!