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It is unrealistic to respond to everything at once, those numb people are still numb, it is clear that more than a hundred years of slave education have been very successful, and people who are accustomed to being slaves cannot stand up just because of an accident.

There is no difference between them looking at Yang Feng and seeing the Qing army.

There is only fear in their eyes, but there is absolutely no blood boiling, let alone respect.

This is normal.

The Manchus and their allies had already created a shackle of thought, a shackle that could be tamed as cattle and horses for them, and glorified it as morality, which they instilled over and over again for nearly a hundred and fifty years until they took it for granted and forgot what their ancestors were. This is not the Song Dynasty where ministers can stand and discuss issues with the emperor on an almost equal footing, nor is this the Ming Dynasty where heretics like Li Zhen can be allowed to write books and speak up.

In this day and age, it is not so easy to get people to stand up.

Yang Feng sighed helplessly.

Then he put down the little Lori.

"Anyone, anyone willing to stand up, I will take you to be a hero for a day!"

Standing among the dead bodies of the Qing army everywhere, he looked around and said.

And yet there was no one.

Yang Feng silently turned his head and looked at the opposite Tianjin City, and then he let out an angry roar, jumped up and kicked on the mast of the Cao boat next to him, accompanied by a piercing breaking sound, the mast broke directly from the root, and at the same time Yang Feng also fell on another boat, he suddenly turned around and hugged the mast and threw it to the side, and at the same time the Cao boat was dragged The whole mast was lifted by him, and he roared again in his hand, and launched an attack on the fortress with a circumference of nine miles not far away.

One man's offense.

The numb crowd behind him finally showed shocked expressions.

Yang Feng, who was running at full speed, arrived in front of the Gongbei Gate in a blink of an eye, at this time the fleeing Qing army had not even fully entered the city, in the frightened eyes of the Qing army, he was holding the mast, he roared and swept wildly, and a piece of flesh and blood splashed in front of him, and at the same time, a cannon on the city wall spewed flames, and Yang Feng, who got Xiao Qian, kept moving his position with extreme speed, and avoided the first round of shooting in a blink of an eye. Just when the Qing army defending the city was panicked and loaded with scattered bombs, he crossed the blood-stained mast for twenty seconds and rushed across a distance of 300 meters, and the front end of the mast was pestled to the other side of the moat, and then jumped up like a pole vault on the city wall, the mast quickly pulled back and smashed down from mid-air to the right, and there was no one alive within a range of more than ten meters on the right, and the next moment the mast rebounded and fell to the left side with his turning action, and then there was no living person on the left side.

The green battalion defending the city immediately dispersed in panic and screams.

Yang Feng stood proudly on the Gongbei Gate.

"Are you willing to be a coward forever, or are you willing to be a hero for a day!"

He yelled out of the city.

The next moment he jumped down, the mast in his hand thrust forward, and the gate opened with the sound of the impact.

"Go, follow me!"

He yelled behind him.

Then he continued forward, slamming open the second gate.

At this time, Tianjin has been a mess in the city, there are not many defenders in this city, the territory of the general army of Tianjin Town is very large, but there are only a few battalions of town marks in the city, because of the serious empty salary, the real defenders are actually only a few hundred people, this year to eat half of the empty salary is definitely a real person, who does not eat a six or seven percent empty salary is embarrassed to greet people. After being killed by Yang Feng, in fact, Tianjin City was basically disarmed, but there were too many yamen in the city, Tianjin Town, Tianjin Road, Tianjin Mansion, Tianjin County, Changlu Salt Transportation Division, a bunch of yamen were all piled up here, plus the second-level yamen, such as the government experience, Tongzhi, Xuezheng, and the chaos of river defense, at this time, the demons who had just burned and killed tens of thousands of people in Beijing suddenly entered the city, and these high-ranking old men were enough to block the road just by escaping.

As for resistance......

Who can resist such a demon?

But this is also cheapening Yang Feng, and the fleeing officials are blocking the streets, isn't it convenient for him to kill.

He opened the mast, as if he were swatting a fly with a fly, and smashed it directly when he saw a team in official uniforms along the street, and in the blink of an eye the street was full of blood, but even so, no one stopped resisting the fleeing officials.

Yang Feng can be regarded as experiencing the feeling of the Anglo-French coalition army, in the crowd on both sides of the crowd holding their hands and watching, he is like killing a group of little sheep, killing these usually high old men, sitting in the hall of the yamen The majestic old men are also like sheep at this time to be slaughtered by him, enslaved not only the people, even these enslavers themselves are also enslaved, the entire Manchu Qing has actually been reduced to a slave era, kneeling is the truth, standing is heresy, even to the enemy to kneel, but those people were shocked, For the first time, they found that these old men they had feared in the past were actually as strong as they were, and soon even the applause on both sides appeared, and the people on the docks at the Gongbei Gate behind him also appeared, and these people were like watching a play, completely indifferent to Yang Feng watching Yang Feng continue to kill in the city, as if they were people from another world.

But soon they stopped watching.

Because Yang Feng smashed the Yamen of Changlu Salt Transport.

When the Changlu Salt Transporter was slapped on the ground by a mast and turned into a cake, several splashes finally couldn't help it.

What is this place?

This is the richest place in Tianjin, the Changlu salt transport envoy Yamen more than 200 warehouses hoarding countless silver, here to control the Qing Dynasty can be called one of the lifeblood of wealth of the Changlu salt field, although not as rich as the Yangzhou salt merchants created by the two Huai salt, but the Changlu salt merchants also spend money like dirt, as their managers, Changlu salt transport makes the yamen mean needless to say, a few bold splashes finally did not resist the temptation of snowflakes and silver, just after Yang Feng killed the Yamen from the salt transport, They first ran in with corpses and blood strewn in, and then carried out heavy loads of silver in their pockets.

"Old and young masters, support the bold and starve to death the cowardly, silver, here is silver, a treasury of silver!"

A playful roared like crazy.

Suddenly, like a flood bursting the embankment, the people who had been watching the excitement rushed into the salt transportation envoy yamen desperately with fanatical shouts, and in the blink of an eye, they flooded this warehouse full of wealth like ants, and carried the wealth that was squeezed from them by virtue of monopoly power and exploited by the government and businessmen. Then more and more people joined the ranks, and even soon the news spread outside the city of Tianjin, and more and more poor people forgot the consequences, forgot everything, and poured into the city of Tianjin to join the ranks of the carnival.

They are too poor.

They almost never had enough to eat, many of them did not even have clothes to cover their bodies, they toiled like cattle and horses, they worked hard in the fields, they pulled heavy boats on the canals, they carried heavy goods on the wharves that they could not even straighten their waists, and yet they could only struggle for generations in the mire of abject poverty, almost never hopeless, almost forever in the dark, living like lowly weeds and dying like lowly weeds.

History never records them.

The people who write history have always been dismissive of them, and perhaps they will be given a disdainful name when they try to stand up......

Diao Min.

But most of the time they're just ant people.

But today, the power of the ant people has exploded.

The hundreds of people who poured into Tianjin City, rushed into the official offices like carnivals, rushed into the mansions of Changlu salt merchants, and even rushed into the Qianlong Palace, desperately emptying all their belongings, gold, silver, grain, cloth and even salt, fire everywhere in the chaos, countless killings spread in the chaos, when those people could rob the emperor's palace, killing a few corrupt officials with great resentment was naturally indispensable, and soon the city no longer needed Yang Feng, everything was going on logically, as an arsonist, He ignited the fire in the simplest and most direct way, and after blowing up the Manchu imperial city, he immediately destroyed the Manchu Dynasty's most important source of wealth in the north.

Tianjin was ruined.

The city was burning in the fires he had lit.

"There is no new life without death, there is no fire that washes away all the dirt, how can there be a new era, burn, kill, let this storm come more violently!"

On the drum tower, Yang Feng opened his arms and shouted.

"I'm going to crush this demon to ashes!"

At this time, the Qing Emperor loved Xinjueluo. Hongli was also standing in the imperial palace in Beijing and roaring.

Because he was in the palace of Nanyuan at that time, he escaped this catastrophe, and did not return to Beijing until the city was almost cleaned up, and then almost fainted as soon as he entered the inner city, even if those ministers repaired it to the greatest extent, but what was displayed in front of him was still full of devastation. Especially the shocking ruins in the northwest corner of the imperial city, it was as if he was slapping his face over and over again, and then there was the dead body of his son, the head that was removed and reinstalled, and the bad news of his most beloved daughter. Sixty-five is happy to love his daughter, his love for Princess Hexiao is simply extreme, just by virtue of a low-level concubine's daughter but the same title as the queen's daughter, it can already be seen that such a girl fell into the hands of that demon, and Qianlong, who is also a person in this way, naturally knows what will happen.

It can be said that Qianlong at this time can be said to have reached the point of volcanic eruption.

With his roar, a group of messengers rushed out of the city of Beijing, rushed to the governors of Zhili Shandong, the general army stationed, with his holy decree and anger, to gather the defenders of the Great Qing Kingdom, to gather the green battalions in various places, to gather the regular army of this country, at the same time around Beijing, the forward battalion, the Xiaoqi battalion, the Jianrui battalion, etc., all the descendants of the conquerors of this land, like their ancestors, rode on inferior horses with an unknown number of small numbers, and held a soft horn bow, dragging their favorite cannons, Carrying their same favorite shotguns, with hatred and anger poured out of Beijing, inspired by their relatives, and flocked to Tianjin, ready to cut Yang Feng with a thousand knives.

Well, this one is useless anymore.

Hongli had already issued an order, and when he caught Yang Feng, he poured fierce fire oil on it.

Speaking of the hardcore crops in Beijing, the hatred for Yang Feng is really like the surging Yellow River.

The losses of Beijing City have been counted, in addition to the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan was pulled off his head and hung in Zhengyang Gate, and Princess Xiao was taken away, there are also hundreds of Prince Zhuang's family wiped out, because his family is closest to Xishiku, and the big explosion blew up the city wall and razed his house by the way, eight mansions of nobles above Baylor were burned down, killed and burned to death One Baylor, two Zhenguo Dukes, two auxiliary Guogong, and seriously injured one Guo Prince Yongdi, it is estimated that it will not last a few days, and more than eighty of these following clans died, The reason why the hardcore crops of the entire city of Beijing were killed by 4,782 people and 8,675 wounded, the main reason why it was so big was that during the explosion in Xishiku, a large number of soldiers under the guard battalion and the commander of the Nine Gates were on and outside the city wall of Xi'anmen, and as a result, thousands of people were killed by this explosion.

As for the property damage, it is incalculable.

One-third of Beijing's inner city was on fire, with Xishiku as the center, and everything was razed within a radius of more than half a mile.

All the materials hoarded in Xishiku were turned into coke, and the homes of tens of thousands of banner families were completely destroyed.

At this time, the eyes of the Eight Banners Army were green, and they couldn't bite a piece of Yang Fengfei's meat to eat, and the prince Taibao, Wuyingdian University Scholar, and the first-class prince A Gui personally supervised the division, and more than 50,000 troops slaughtered to Tianjin with great momentum.

But their trip was destined to be meaningless.

Because Yang Feng left Tianjin immediately afterward.

He was a fireman.

But he was an irresponsible arsonist.

He will not lead the people of Tianjin to play any base, and the people of Tianjin do not play with him, after looting almost all the official warehouses and salt merchants in Tianjin, those people who poured into Tianjin to participate in the carnival, and then left in a surging manner like they came, and then disappeared in countless poor and remote places, these are just for money, just to get out of the evil gas accumulated on weekdays, but they can only be heroes for one day, let them follow Yang Feng to make trouble, it is impossible.

It is only right that you have snatched something and disappeared.

Anyway, the whole Tianjin is in chaos, who knows who participated in this carnival?

When Yang Feng is gone, they will come back, at that time they are still good people, although there will definitely be unlucky people who will be investigated and beheaded, but the vast majority of the people will be fine, and it is not uncommon to grab food in a famine year, which those ordinary people understand very well.

Of course, Yang Feng also understands this.

So after he destroyed Tianjin again, he immediately caught up with the fleeing Princess Hexiao, and continued his journey with her alone and a horse like a ranger under the latter's desperate gaze.

(My son had a high fever of forty-two degrees, intestinal lymph node inflammation, and he stayed in the hospital for a day and a night, this was written in the hospital, and it will have to continue tomorrow, sorry, a person with two children is basically useless.) ）