Chapter 617: The Avenue of the Dynasty

Tongzhou.

"Stop this monster!"

Yucheng of the military department was lying on the arrow stack at the south gate of the new city, looking at the approaching golden monster, screaming desperately.

And the soldiers beside him were also desperately reloading ammunition, a cannon muzzle that was the first to complete the loading was pressed down to the maximum extent, and then suddenly erupted flames, and the seven-pound pig iron solid bullet hit the target against the sky, and was instantly ejected by the six-millimeter additional armor steel plate and eighteen-millimeter aluminum alloy hull armor in the Martian burst, although the BMP2 hull armor was weak, but it was not this subsonic pig iron ball that could shake it, in fact, this shell was directly smashed and scattered.

At the same time, the muzzle of the thirty-millimeter gun was tilted upward, and a series of shells whistled out.

Yushangshu lay down as fast as he could.

Then he watched the soldiers beside him be beaten into a blood mist, and before he could wake up, the shell exploded in the back, and it was not filled with flames, this was a genuine antimony enti handmade by Yang Feng, and a piece of shrapnel hit Yushangshu's ear in the explosion, and most of his ears were immediately gone.

Yu Shangshu screamed.

However, he was born in Huangqi Manchuria, and he still broke out at this moment.

"Quick, fire, don't stop!"

He covered his bleeding ears and roared hoarsely.

And at this moment, the chariot of the God Emperor rushed into the moat with the sound of steel rubbing, and then rushed out with a body of river water in a blink of an eye, and rushed directly to the gate of Wengcheng, and at the same time the muzzle fire sprayed at the same time, the chariot weighing more than ten tons also crashed into the city gate, and with the loud explosion, the city gate was knocked open at once. Immediately after the muzzle flame sprayed again, there was a huge hole in the main city gate on the opposite side instantly, and before the Qing army on Weng City could react, the chariot crashed into the main city gate in a blink of an eye, and the city gate was knocked open at once with a loud bang. The infantry fighting vehicle rushed straight into Tongzhou City, moving at full speed along the stone road leading to the large warehouse in front, and at the same time the turret turned to the rear, and the machine gun next to the thirty-millimeter gun immediately erupted in flames. The Qing soldiers on the city wall who had not even had time to turn around were like dominoes that had been knocked down, and they kept falling in a spectacular posture with the slow rotation of the turret, and in just two minutes, the front of the city wall of hundreds of meters was swept away.

Immediately after that, the thirty-millimeter gun fired.

The castle tower and the southwest corner tower also quickly collapsed in the explosion, and even the entire corner tower was completely blown to pieces because of the explosion of the powder keg.

Then shouts of killing rang out outside the city.

When Yang Feng's chariot appeared on the famous stone road leading directly to Chaoyang Gate, the Ming army had already surged in from the south gate, and Tongzhou City was easily breached, because he entered from the south gate of the new city, which was the main urban area of the boot-shaped city that combined the old and new cities, that is, the old city of the boot waist part of nearly 10,000 Qing troops were actually cut off by the Ming army in the east.

"Onward, warriors of the Empire!"

The Divine Emperor, who was half exposed on the turret, waved his right hand protected by titanium plate armor forward like a mustache.

Infantry fighting vehicles rumbled east along the stone streets.

In the drive, the machine gun kept firing, and the Qing troops who were surging on the opposite side and trying to counterattack fell in pieces, and then a group of Ming infantry rushed out from the side, these infantry consciously followed on both sides of the infantry fighting vehicle, and then put the firing pin rifle flat on the waist, the butt against the waist did not even need to aim, and kept repeating the process of loading and shooting, and the Qing army opposite them all fell in a blink of an eye, and soon the rumbling infantry fighting vehicle ran over the layers of dead bodies.

At this time, the Qing army defending the city had been routed to the north and began to flee from Tongzhou City.

The infantry fighting vehicle suddenly turned in place.

In front of Yang Feng, a blood-red road leads straight to the West Gate, and after going out of the West Gate, continue to move forward, eight miles away is the Yongtong Bridge, that is, the famous Bali Bridge, from here all the way to the Bali Bridge, all of which are paved with stone slabs can be called the landscape avenue of this era, this landscape avenue continues to move forward through the Bali Bridge, and leads to the Chaoyang Gate of Beijing.

"Gather the people in the neighborhood ......"

The Divine Emperor groaned.

"Open the warehouse and release the grain!"

Then he waved his hand.

A coolie-like man next to him looked at him in disbelief from the top of a broken wall.

"Look at what, don't come out to pick up the car yet!"

An officer scolded.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what did you just say?"

The coolie said tremblingly.

At the same time, a large number of heads emerged from this broken wall, the most important thing here is coolies and those who are also destitute, this is the end of the Grand Canal, from this winding thousands of miles of traffic artery to the north, all the boats in the north, the end point is Zhangjiawan in the south, and the entire Tongzhou City is built around those warehouses, the same countless wharf coolies and slender men here like ants to maintain the operation of this transportation system, after the arrival of the Ming army, out of fear of bandits, these coolies and slender men naturally poured into Tongzhou City to avoid the war.

"Go, carry as much as you can!"

Yang Feng pointed to Xicang not far away with his hand, and then said to them: "This is all yours!" ”

"It's all yours"

……

With the loud sound of the pre-installed sound system on his body, the countless poor people hiding in various houses, trembling and waiting for the war to come, poked their heads out in disbelief to listen to this deafening sound.

"All the land of the banner people is yours, all the property of the banner people is yours, all the land and property of the landlords and landlords are also yours, the Ming Dynasty is the land of the world, the wealth of the world, so that the cultivator has his field, the cold have his clothes, the hungry have his food, so that everyone is equal to the family food and clothing, so that the people of the world will no longer suffer from hunger and cold, this is me, the Ming Emperor, on behalf of Haotian God made a promise, today from today, all the warehouses in Tongzhou City are opened, all the money, grain and cloth are taken by Rener, All the bannermen and gentry in Tongzhou City will also take the money, grain and cloth at will, what are you waiting for? The time has come for the people to turn over and call the shots! ”

Yang Feng's voice continued to reverberate, like a torch on gasoline, igniting a flame that soared into the sky.

This flame swept through Tongzhou City in an instant.

The god emperor on the infantry fighting vehicle, looking at the poor people who crashed open the gate of the West Cang like crazy and rushed in to carry out bags of rice, showed a pleased smile, it is obvious that there is no need to think about what happens next, in fact, there is not much grain in Tongzhou, first, at this time, the Cao Yun has been sharply reduced, and secondly, Daoguang rushed to Beijing before the Daoguang raid, but for this level of warehouse, even if there is a little bottom left, it is very considerable, not to mention the grain and wealth of those bannermen and gentry in the city, in short, it is enough for those poor people to have a carnival.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he used practical actions to explain the policies of the Ming Dynasty to the people around Beijing very directly and simply, which is the most important thing.

"Your Majesty, this person has a military intelligence report!"

At this time, an officer came over with the appearance of a coolie and said.

The latter hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Get up, what's the military situation?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Return, back to the God Emperor, when the little one went to the capital yesterday to deliver grain, I saw a large number of Mongolian cavalry entering the city, the number is estimated to be four or five thousand, I heard that the tea seller said that it was Rehe Dutong Alqing A brought King Qin."

The man said.

"That's important news."

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

"I'm rewarding you, explain to him the meaning of this medal!"

He then took out the medal box, picked out a medal, and handed it to the man.

Now it is not suitable for knighthood, after all, he has shouted that everyone is equal, so the medal is an important means of reward, and his honorable system is already very perfect, so it is okay to copy and apply it directly.

However, the arrival of the Mongolian cavalry did make him very happy, in fact, up to now, Daoguang has requisitioned nearly 20,000 cavalry from the Mongolian departments to go south to the battlefield in Guannei, from the Horqin cavalry of Seng Lingqin to the previous batch of Tianjin City, plus these new arrivals, it is estimated that all the departments of Monan have been evacuated, after all, at this time, the Mongolian departments have reduced their population.

It's good for him.

He is not afraid that Daoguang will bring all the men on the grassland to be cannon fodder, and it is best to take the young and middle-aged men of Sauron and other departments to go south and smash them all in the meat grinder on the battlefield in Guannei.

It would be even more perfect if the Mobei Ministries could also get it.

He didn't care that the Russians took the opportunity to go south after these people were withdrawn, before there was no Trans-Siberian Railway, Russia was purely sending him food in the Far East, if he operated it, it seemed that it was worth looking forward to letting Daoguang play with borrowing troops to suppress the Kou, but it was not easy to achieve such a goal. After all, the Russians are still only in Lingbei, even if he wants to provoke the Tsar, he can't reach it, at this time Vladivostok is not in the hands of Russia, otherwise he can go and grab it, but at this time there is no Vladivostok to rob, the Russian-controlled area is still north of the Heilongjiang estuary, there is no real port to grab there, Yang Feng thinks that it is not much fun to rob a few small fishing villages.

Maybe you can grab Alaska later.

This should be a good option, grab Alaska and then quickly declare a gold mine and start a large-scale gold panning, so that the Russians should have almost run out of patience.

Yang Feng immediately found a way to provoke His Majesty the Tsar, and in his plan, he could start marching to Hawaii next year, and he could go to San Francisco to set up a colony the year after, and he happened to use San Francisco as a base to start the Alaskan gold panning. At this time, it still belonged to Russia, although there were only a few seasonal whaling bases, which were dispensable, but it would be different if gold was mined, and the Russian navy was not enough to fight the war, and the few people from Lingbei were not enough to rob it, and the only way was to send troops from Central Asia and Mongolia to reinforce Daoguang. Central Asia was not their best choice, because the British were also eyeing Central Asia, and Russia, which was expanding into the Balkans with all its might, could not send troops directly from Europe, and the most likely option was to cobble together the exiles from east of Lake Baikal.

By this time, the Russian population of the whole of Siberia had exceeded two million, and there should be hundreds of thousands east of Lake Baikal.

What Yang Feng wants is to empty it.