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Wu Sangui stood expressionlessly under the ruined city tower, looking at the corner mountain opposite, where was the Shunjun camp.

From the beginning of the Shun army to the present, a whole month has passed, and in a month, Li Zicheng's hundreds of thousands of troops have taken turns to fight, attacking the city with ants, bombarding with artillery, digging tunnels, and even driving the cannon fodder caught nearby to pile up Yuliang Road, in short, using all kinds of means, frantically attacking this castle again and again, but it has always been firmly blocked by the defenders outside the city. During this period, Li Zicheng's casualties were no less than 30,000, and the losses of the defenders of Shanhaiguan were also more than 20,000, which can be said to be a real bloody battle.

Both sides can already be said to be angry, Li Zicheng even tied Wu Xiang to the front of the battle, threatening to break through the Shanhai Pass and chop up dozens of his family.

"Uncle, you've worked hard too!"

Wang Yongji patted him on the shoulder and said.

Wang Shoufu is now lame on one leg, half a month ago when he was helping to command on the city wall, he was almost broken by a piece of cannonballed gravel, relying on the emperor's magic medicine to not die of bad blood, and now he is just standing up.

But the miracle medicine has also run out.

This kind of thing is an important support for the morale of the defenders in the city.

In fact, a lot of things are running out, even gunpowder is running out, and they won't last long if there are no reinforcements.

"Prince, did you say there would be reinforcements?"

Wu Sangui said faintly.

"Uncle, I know you're worried about those people in Nanjing, but you have to understand that Your Majesty is here with us now, and they have to welcome Your Majesty to Nanjing."

Wang Yongji sneered.

"Your Majesty."

Wu Sangui said and looked at the north.

It's been a month, 80,000 Qing troops haven't set foot in Ningyuan, and the emperor has done what he promised him, and he ......

"The king does not live up to the minister, and the minister does not live up to the king!"

He said with a hint of determination.

"Big handsome, there is a change in the South Wing City!"

At this moment, his confidant Fang Guangchen suddenly arrived on horseback, and then said with joy on his face.

Wu Sangui and the two hurriedly got on their horses and quickly rushed to the Wangyang Gate to the south, and then a scene that made them jaw-dropping appeared, on the southern wing of the city controlled by the Shun army in the south, countless Shun troops were flocking to the east city wall like crazy, that is, the main city wall of the Great Wall, and the city wall was also full of guns and cannons, just like a strong army was attacking along the Great Wall, but there was no Ming army on the Great Wall, and only the densest place of the Shun army could be seen, and there seemed to be a person who was constantly advancing, As he advanced, the soldiers of the Shun army around him flew up like children's puppets.

"Clairvoyance!"

Wu Sangui hurriedly shouted.

A soldier hurriedly handed over the binoculars.

He quickly aimed there, and in his field of vision appeared a monster wrapped in iron armor, the latter holding an unknown weapon in his hand, like a huge broom sweeping away garbage, easily swept the surrounding Shun troops away, and as he moved, the city wall under his feet even turned a blood-red color.

"Quick, attack the South Wing City!"

Wu Sangui roared without hesitation.

"It's the Holy One!"

He then put down his binoculars and shouted.

Wang Yongji was stunned for a moment.

"It's the Holy One, the Holy One has killed the Tartars to reinforce us!"

The next moment he roared like crazy.

The whole Shanhaiguan was boiling, all the defenders put down everything and looked in the direction of the south wing city, at the same time, Leng Yundeng, the deputy general of Shanhaiguan stationed at Wangyang Gate, led part of the elite to attack south along the Great Wall immediately, Shanhaiguan and the south wing city were strung together by the Great Wall, and soon they started a fierce battle with the opposite Shun army, and all the cannons on the Wangyang Gate were also aimed at the north wall of the south wing of the city and fired, these cannons are parallel to the south and the Great Wall, do not worry about accidentally hurting the emperor, but if the cannons of the Shun army on the south wing of the city turn around, they may threaten the latter.

But that's all Wu Sangui can do at this time.

Because all the gates were blocked, he could not go out of the city and attack the southern wing of the city to meet the emperor.

Of course, their Emperor His Majesty didn't need to respond, Yang Feng, who was heavily armored, was picking off his giant axe at this time, like a mad beast, constantly smashing forward on the Great Wall, the narrow environment on the city wall provided him with a huge advantage, he didn't have to care about the attacks on both sides at all, just pay attention to the cannons of the Shun army on the north city wall. As for the bullets and arrows that shot him under the city, he ignored even the spears and machetes behind his back, not to mention this, even the battle axe couldn't hurt him, he just had to smash his head forward along the Great Wall, those Shun soldiers couldn't get close at all, and if they were within the attack range of the giant axe, they would die, and even the arrow stacks on the city wall were smashed by him, and they shot at the Shun army below like cannonballs.

"I am the son of tomorrow, and those who dare to fight are coming!"

He roared arrogantly.

The giant axe in his hand hung with a strange wind, shattering everywhere he went, the city wall was shattering, the shield was shattering, even the knife cart pushed by the Shun army to block him was instantly shattered, even the Fran cannon across the city wall was smashed to pieces, and the body of the Shun soldier was also shattered.

At this moment, he is like a god.

On the north wall of the southern wing of the city on his left, the four cannons that were the first to complete the U-turn instantly erupted into flames.

"Jump!"

Xiao Qian's voice sounded in Yang Feng's head.

Without hesitation, he jumped out of the city wall, and all four cannonballs were empty, whistling above his head, but before the soldiers of the Shun army could react, he hooked the city wall with a giant axe, and jumped up again with a strong force, and easily lifted the giant axe and swept out, taking advantage of the time of the cannon to reload ammunition and continue to smash forward.

The Shun army in front of him collapsed directly, like an antelope that encountered a lion, screaming and screaming along the city wall, and some even jumped off the city wall in a panic.

Just as Yang Feng rushed out of the range of the South Wing City, the Shun army's artillery opened fire again, but this time he dodged it in the same way.

"Come on, is this what you do?"

He shouted wildly.

Suddenly, a few fires shone on the right side of Weiyuan City.

Yang Feng turned his head in astonishment.

"Horizontal axe chest guard!"

Xiao Qian's voice suddenly sounded.

He quickly pulled back, and the giant axe instantly crossed his chest, and almost at the same time, a huge force slammed into the axe, although Yang Feng even had a total tonnage of no less than half a ton including the giant axe at this time, he was still knocked upside down and flew out.

"Holy!"

There was an exclamation at Shanhaiguan.

Then I saw His Majesty the Emperor smashing like a cannonball on the ground in the Great Wall.

"Save the Holy One!"

Wu Sangui roared.

Immediately afterwards, countless Ming soldiers jumped off the city wall with ropes, but when they landed, His Majesty the Emperor on the ground rolled over and climbed up, spitting a mouth full of sand while shaking off the fragments of chain mail all over his body, and at the same time looked at his big axe in horror, there was a shocking scratch on it. The cannonballs that sneaked up on him from Weiyuan City were hitting the axe, and it was obvious that those pig iron cannonballs were not as strong as this thing, and the cannonballs were smashed directly on the axe, and the force of the impact pushed the big axe and hit him, even if it was protected by multiple layers of armor, it still broke many of his ribs, and the piggyback belt caused serious shocks to the internal organs.

If he didn't have the ability to recover quickly, he would be done this time, but his soul energy easily solved this little thing.

"I God bless the heavens, who can hurt me!"

He shouted as he raised his tomahawk.

There was a crazy cheer on the Shanhaiguan.

"Holy Heaven Protector God, I am hopeful of Ming Zhongxing!"

Wang Yongji also roared like crazy.

The Shun army on the south wing of the city was gloomy, and even many of the Shun soldiers who jumped down from above in the Great Wall fell to the ground tremblingly as if worshiping the gods, this scene was too shocking, and the cannonballs could not kill the gods or demons, anyway, no matter what it was, it was not a mortal who could fight against it. It can be said that this suddenly destroyed the morale of the Shun army in the southern wing of the city, and even many Shun army generals were looking at him with fearful eyes.

In the midst of countless frightened eyes, Yang Feng turned around and walked towards Shanhaiguan with the domineering aura that was constantly emanating.

Soon he and his soldiers would cross the filled moat, and he threw his tomahawk on the ground at the base of the wall, which was of little use for the time being, and there was no crane on the wall to lift it, and of course, the ropes hanging from the wall could not bear his tonnage. Just when Wu Sangui was looking for an iron chain for him, Emperor Yang simply pulled out the iron Laos from his back, and pierced the brick crack of the city wall with one force, and then used one arm to push it upwards at the same time, and at the same time another iron Laos also pierced in, alternating upwards in this way, and soon stood at the head of Shanhaiguan City.

"Bow to your majesty!"

Wang Yongji and Wu Sangui led all the officers and soldiers on the city wall to kneel down and bow, and then all the soldiers and civilians in Shanhaiguan also knelt down.

"Okay, you have all done a good job, you are all my loyal ministers, you are all loyal ministers of my Ming Dynasty, I hereby declare that from today onwards, you and your descendants will never have to pay any more land taxes as long as they are in the land of my Ming Dynasty, I am talking about forever, as long as my Ming Dynasty does not die, my promise will always be valid, and no emperor in the future will be allowed to change, including those who died defending the city before, according to this example, this is the reward of your loyalty."

Yang Feng, who was standing on the background of the rising sun, lifted his visor and shouted.

There was an instant cheer in Shanhaiguan, this reward was more real than anything, and it was the ultimate dream of a farmer to never have a field endowment, let alone be like this forever for generations.

"Uncle, you have worked hard too!"

Then Yang Feng lowered his head and helped Wu Sangui and the others and said.

"Your Majesty, the minister is fortunate not to be dishonored!"

Wu Sangui said excitedly.

He was also in a dream at this time.

"Let's go, don't talk about other things yet, let's go tell the good news!"

Yang Feng said with a cruel smile.