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The official office set up in the original Daming Palace was hit by a total of two volcanic rocks, and the end of the thousands of catties of boulders that fell from a height of 30,000 meters reached nearly twice the speed of sound, and the terrifying power instantly leveled almost the entire Jiangning General's Mansion, not only smashed the Jiangsu Governor Min Eyuan into meat sauce and buried the Liangjiang Governor Shulin alive under the rubble, but also killed the vast majority of the Eight Banners Army in the palace.

Unfortunately, after a night of searching, most of the Eight Banners officers were instructed here.

Including the Jiangning Metropolitan Commander, the Deputy Metropolitan Commander, and those who participated in the leadership and the Auxiliary Commander were served in one pot.

Only Jiangning General Yongqing survived.

At this time, this second-class uncle of the Qing Dynasty, a veteran general who had followed Zhaohui in bloodbath in Dzungaria when he was young, was leading the last two hundred and eight banner troops he could gather to stand solemnly in front of his general's mansion, looking ahead with anger and hatred, and of course with one bird gun and four mountain splitting cannons in their hands. In front of them, a blood-red figure, like a mythical demon, stepped on blood and dead corpses everywhere, his right hand dragged a huge double-edged knife one foot long, the blade dragged on the ground, constantly cutting over the flag men on the ground who were not yet dead, in the continuous screams, the sound of the blade rubbing against the stone slab continued to become clear.

The legs of the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners were trembling.

The demon watched them coldly and slowly come with a murderous aura.

"Demon, suffer death!"

Suddenly, two ambush soldiers in the ruins next to them roared and stood up at the same time.

On their shoulders was a carrying gun.

At the moment of standing up, the leader behind suddenly pulled the trigger, and the dragon head with the arquebus immediately fell, and the burning arquebus ignited the gunpowder in the medicine pool at once, and the barrel of the gun carried by the soldier in front of him shook violently, but he stood with a lunge and tried his best to stabilize his hands, and the blazing fire accompanied by gunsmoke instantly erupted from the muzzle.

Also shot was a half-pound buckshot bullet.

The buckshot, which was between a bullet and a cannonball, went straight to the demon at a distance of less than ten feet.

At this moment, the eyes of the Eight Banners Army widened.

However, the demon only sneered and raised his left arm like a fly, and the next moment a spark flashed on the small shield of his left arm, and the powerful lead bullet disappeared.

Then the demon slowly turned around and walked towards the two stupid Eight Banner elite soldiers.

The two Eight Banners soldiers looked at him stupidly and walked up to him, and with a hint of disdain, the soldiers in front of him who were standing in front of him.

The next moment, the long knife he was dragging in his right hand suddenly moved forward.

A silver arc of light streaked through the air.

The Eight Banners soldier carrying the barrel of the gun had a stunned expression, seeing his body stagger up and down, accompanied by a metal impact at the same time, even the barrel on his shoulder was cut off from behind him, and then the shield in the demon's left hand pushed the muzzle of the gun, and the barrel with stubble was like a giant arrow shot from a bed crossbow, with a fierce roar crashed into the chest of the leader behind him, and even took his body back a few steps one after another, and then it was inserted diagonally into the dirt, like a scaffold, supporting the dead body of the leader.

Yongqing watched this scene silently.

More than a dozen Eight Banner elite soldiers in front of him suddenly screamed and threw down their shotguns, and ran away into the distance like crazy.

The demon turned to look at them.

The next moment, all the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners threw down their spears and screamed as birds and beasts, and in the blink of an eye, only their general was still standing in front of the door.

"One generation is not as good as the other!"

Yongqing said with a wry smile.

It is clear that this army, which travels on an outing in Baohua Mountain once a year, is rotten and incorruptible.

As he spoke, he lowered his head, picked up an ignition rod abandoned by a soldier, and then walked to a mountain splitting cannon, and at this time, the demon opposite him also dragged a long knife and began to move forward, Yongqing looked at him with an ignition rod, and the demon also looked at him, and the two of them watched silently and kept closing the distance.

The demon didn't even avoid the muzzle, and Yongqing didn't fire.

Soon the two were less than two feet apart.

Yongqing looked at the confident sneer on the demon's face and sighed, and without hesitation, he put the arquebus into the ignition hole, and the moment the cannon burst out of the flame, the shield in the demon's hand was raised, and the loud sound of the cannonball hitting the shield sounded immediately, and in the splashing firelight, the huge impact force even made him fly out upside down, but then he did a backflip in mid-air, and the moment he landed, it immediately bounced up, and fell in front of Yongqing like a fluttering falcon.

"Enough!"

Yang Feng moved his broken arm and said with a cruel smile.

Yongqing threw away the ignition rod with a blank face.

Almost at the same time, Yang Feng, who had recovered in an instant, jumped up, and the giant Mo knife in his hand slashed down in the air.

Like a piece of wood that has been split, Yongqing's body was split from the top of his head with the silver arc light, split in half and fell to the sides.

With his death, the defenders of the Jiangning Eight Banners garrison city were all wiped out, most of them died in meteorite attacks, and hundreds of people died under Yang Feng's knife, and the rest fled from the city, as for how many escaped from Nanjing in the end, it is unknown, in fact, they couldn't escape at all, just these waste-like Eight Banner soldiers, as well as their old and weak women and children, want to kill from millions of rebels, it is simply a fantasy, especially they are also the target of all the rebels, in the past they also have a garrison city to protect, Now that there is no garrison city, there is no century-old prestige, and going out is just a way to kill yourself.

At this time, the whole of Nanjing had been slaughtered.

Under the leadership of the defective green battalion, the poor people in Nanjing City, like a carnival, washed the city everywhere in the city that could only let them look up to the official office, the Governor's Palace, the Fantai Yamen, the Salt Law Road, the grain storage road, and even the Qianlong Palace, especially the Qianlong Palace, this palace is actually the original weaving house, because Kang Mazi and Qianlong lived here for many times in the south, in 1751 was officially established as the palace, and the weaving house opened another one next to it, in fact, it is connected together, this palace is including the Cao family for more than 100 years of weaving efforts, whose magnificence is completely comparable to that of a royal palace.

At least 50,000 poor people flocked into the palace like crazy.

All the palace officials, including Jiangning Weaving, were beaten to death with sticks, and Jiangning Weaving was even lit with sky lanterns by those angry weavers.

Then all the belongings of the entire palace were removed.

Not to mention the gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin, that is, those expensive high-end furniture were carried away by the common people, and the women inside were also carved up, and finally those who were squeezed for generations, like the British sweatworkers in the nineteenth century, with their own blood and sweat, the Jiangning weavers who created all this really had nowhere to vent their excess anger, so they simply lit this glorious garden on fire, and then carnivaled around the burning weaving house to enjoy their happiness.

And the hundreds of thousands of stone grains and millions of taels of silver hoarded in the warehouses of the Yamen of the Domain, were also divided up by those people.

The unfortunate political envoy of Jiang Ningbu was a well-educated Confucian, and he came out with great righteousness and tried to rebuke the rebellious people with justice, but he was slapped on the ground by a flat pole that picked up dung, and then the torrent of hundreds of people immediately passed on his back, and the poor lord of the domain could not see the human form at last, and was shoveled up from the ground by a loyal old servant with a shovel.

And on this carnival day, the vast majority of officials in Nanjing ended up like this.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, there was no time to escape, and the officials and gentry of all sizes in the entire city of Nanjing were blocked in the city, and all of them became the objects of millions of poor people to vent their anger, and the streets and alleys of the entire city of Nanjing were full of weapons wielding wooden sticks and other weapons, chasing the people who were beaten violently by the old men in the past, just like a dog team chasing wild dogs. When the official uniform can no longer suppress the people, when there is no support from the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners behind them, these old men who used to look up to the people like grass mustard are also like lost dogs. Even the prefect of Jiangning was dragged out of the dog hole, and then dragged directly into the dung pit by the people who were reveling, and pressed it with a dung fork to death, and all their property became the object of partition, and even their women were carried away, so it can be said that Nanjing at this time almost suddenly became Paris on the same day.

Well, this year is 178jiu.

Today is the 14th day of the seventh month of the Western calendar.

Just when Yang Feng was bloodbathing the Jiangning Eight Banners garrison city, far away in Paris, France, the citizens of Paris conquered the Bastille.

On this special day, the East and the West began to enter a new era at the same time.

Of course, Yang Feng at this time was not interested in caring about these.

After the bloodbath of Jiangning Eight Banners garrisoned in the city, he no longer cared about the affairs outside, even if the outside was already on fire, even if the outside had been killed with a river of blood, he was not interested in it, he took his little slave directly into the city to live in a surviving banner house, and then sent a message that he wanted to talk to the gods in the sky about things, except for his little slave, no one else should be disturbed, in short, he was so irresponsible and let the outside go in chaos.

As for the counteroffensive of the Qing army......

There will be no Qing army counteroffensive in the short term, General Jingkou has been dismantled, there are no Eight Banners in Zhenjiang, and the nearest general is left in distant Hangzhou, and the others are the nearby Green Battalion, a total of four general troops in Jiangsu, the closest to Nanjing is the general army of Langshan Town, stationed in Nantong, there is no admiral in Jiangsu, there is only one Jiangnan admiral stationed in Songjiang. Yang Feng killed almost all the Manchu Qing troops in Nanjing, the nearest one is the green battalion in Yangzhou, a battalion only, it is impossible to attack here, and the governor of Jiangnan received the news to mobilize the army to rush to at least ten days, the remaining Anhui governor of Anqing has a little army in his hands, but at most one battalion, it is impossible to dare to attack, the real main force of the green battalion is in the hands of the Shouchun general army, the latter is also impossible to arrive within ten days, all said Yang Feng can guarantee that there will be no Qing army counterattack within ten days.

As for ten days later......

Ten days later, the chaos in Nanjing was over.