Chapter Thirty-Six: The Emperor Is Marching

The blue flag Manchurian Niulu Wu Laji sat leisurely on his war horse with a happy smile on his face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, it's not just him.

It's actually very enjoyable these days.

Their banner lord was Zilharang, the other regent alongside Dorgon, and even if their master was timid and fearful, they were inevitably resentful of Dorgon's tyranny.

Since Azig was torn alive by the Nanban Emperor, in less than a month, it was really good news one after another, Azig was killed It was already a cheer for them, but they didn't expect that Shen Zhixiang was bombarded by a cannon and lost his head, although he was just a Han army, but he was a white flag Han army, and he was also a serious duke. Then it is worth the carnival that Dolgon was defeated in Ningyuan, a fiasco, 80,000 troops besieged 10,000 people, not only did not defeat Ningyuan but also killed and injured 5,000, which made Shenyang City cry now, and what is even happier is that because of the fear of being robbed of the credit by the blue flag, Dolgon did not take the blue flag with him, and as a result, the army of the southern expedition dominated by two white flags suffered heavy losses, but no one has died until now with the blue flag!

The day before yesterday, there was good news again.

Jin Weicheng is dead again.

Also died almost a whole bull record of the positive white flag Manchuria.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

He muttered happily to himself.

"What for?"

Suddenly, a soldier's shout sounded in front of him, and he hurriedly raised his head, and saw that in the middle of the official road in front of him, there was a Taishi chair, on which sat a person, this person was covered in heavy armor, and wore a silver helmet on his head, and the silver helmet was also covered with a hood of chain mail, and he couldn't see his face when he lowered his head, as if it was a lump of black and heavy steel, and at his feet was a huge weapon, which looked like an axe for a guard of honor, but it was bigger and rougher, and it could only be said to be a little axe-shaped.

The man was stuck in the middle of the road.

The coachman in a carriage next to Wu Laji looked at him.

"Bump into it."

Wu Laji sneered.

He went to Jinzhou with food for fate, the Jinzhou fire burned a large amount of military food, Dolgon's army consumed a terrible amount of food every day, this thing cannot be broken for a day, so it is necessary to replenish enough food for the base in Jinzhou as soon as possible. And beside him was three hundred carriages full of grain, which went from Shenyang to the dock near Niuzhuang by the Hunhe waterway, and then went ashore and took the land route to Jinzhou, although it was easier to go directly by sea to the Xiaoling River, but the problem was that the Ming army and sailors controlled the sea, and dozens of large warships had been wandering in Liaodong Bay.

And they don't have a water division.

At least there are no sailors capable of fighting at sea, and even their small river boats do not have the ability to withstand the wind and waves at sea.

This would have to be done by land.

The coachman agreed, and immediately flicked the whip, and the horse pulling the cart neighed and ran, and crashed straight into the man with more than a thousand catties of grain on the cart, and at the same time, Wu Laji and four other subordinates also raised their spears and urged the war horse, and once the guy hid to the side, he was immediately nailed to the ground,

But the man didn't move.

He sat there like a statue of iron, with his head bowed as if he were asleep.

The galloping carriage approached at great speed, but he never looked up, the distance between the two sides became shorter and shorter, and in the blink of an eye, the horse pulling the cart was in front of him, almost at the same time he suddenly raised his head, and then appeared in front of the Qing army, a pair of eyes peeking out from the silver mask, and then he roared, and his hands stretched out like lightning and grabbed the axe on the ground. As soon as he stood up, the axe swept to the right with a terrifying wind, and the carriage that was about to crash into him was instantly reduced to countless pieces as if it had been hit by a cannonball, and flew out along with the food packets on the cart, smashing the three horsemen who were preparing to attack from the other side, as well as the horse that was about to pass him.

Then the man roared again, and with the terrifying axe in his hand, he slammed into the convoy like a battering brown bear, and before Wu Laji could turn his horse's head, the convoy began to smash backwards.

"Kill!"

Wu Laji roared.

Then his spear slammed into the man's back.

The man didn't even look at it, and at the moment when the spear was about to stab him, he moved sideways to avoid it, and at the moment when Wu Laji's war horse passed by him because of inertia, the axe in his hand swept outward by the way, and then Lord Niu Lu, who was known for his bravery in the Qing army, flew out with people and horses on the bloody side.

"Emperor Nanban!"

A Qing army officer screamed in hindsight.

But the next moment, a bag of rice that was spraying outward smashed on his head, and the high-speed flying energy of nearly 100 catties of rice made his head tilted at a weird angle in an instant, and even the broken stubble of the cervical vertebrae pierced the flesh and exposed.

Fortunately, at this time, the Qing army finally woke up from the initial chaos, and the cavalry with blue flags in Manchu and the Han army driving in the car shouted together to surround Yang Fenghe.

But it's a pity that they don't know that it is the most unwise choice to face this guy together, the axe-shaped scrap steel was split by him, not to mention these Qing troops around, even if the elephant is replaced, it may not be able to hold it, those unlucky cavalry and Han infantry almost entered the attack range at the moment, they turned into fragmented flesh and blood and flew out, and what was even more terrifying was that the carriage that was completely smashed by Yang Feng, the broken wood and the flying grain bags were also weapons, and they plus Yang Feng's axe turned both sides of the official road into a slaughterhouse in a blink of an eye.

The frightened Qing army suddenly dispersed.

Encountering Emperor Yang for the first time, they were completely unable to understand such a battle, and fear overwhelmed their fighting spirit in an instant.

Yang Feng didn't bother to care about these guys, he was like a crazy Tyrannosaurus rex, holding his scrap steel axe and smashing forward, and the carriages were smashed to pieces.

This is his noose.

A noose on Dolgon's head.

Ningyuan is not in the Guannei, the entire Ming army control area of the Western Liaoning Corridor, now there is no one in other places except Ningyuan City, and it is even more impossible to loot a grain of grain, Dolgon's grain can only be transported from the rear, more than 70,000 troops consume more than 100 tons a day, not to mention that those war horses still have to ask for fodder, I am afraid that there is no 300 or 400 tons of grain a day can not be sustained, as long as he blocks this transportation line, he can force Dolgon to succumb.

And this work is not difficult, at this time this area is no man's land, he wants to hide it as if he wants to play, and then constantly attack this transportation line, and here whether it is to Niuzhuang or Jinzhou has to be more than a hundred miles, even if the Qing army rescues, it is impossible to arrive in time.

Unless they can garrison all the troops on this line.

But it's useless if there are fewer garrisons.

He is not afraid of less than 1,000 people at all, no matter how much there is a Qing army, from Niuzhuang to Ningyuan 400 miles by land, 40 miles to 1,000 to 10,000, and 40 miles to 1,000 is useless, reporting, soldiers gathering, plus rush time, at least give him half an hour window time, and half an hour he can kill a cow. It's also no fun to send a large army to escort it, such a team doesn't mean that they are all together, he has been smashing for several minutes, and the Qing army at the back of the team has not yet arrived, even if he sends a thousand troops to escort it, it can't stop him from running away after smashing.

At this time, those Qing cavalry also understood the seriousness of the matter.

If something happens to them, even if they are blue-flagbed, Dolgon will not hesitate to cut off their heads in the name of military law, and even Dolgon will be more than happy to cut off their heads.

As more cavalry arrived in the back to reinforce them, they immediately launched another attack, but the result was no different, and in the absence of artillery, it was simply unrealistic to kill Yang Feng with bows and spears.

What's more, no one can get close to him.

The more than 800 catties of axe is a forbidden area when it is wielded, this thing is to remove a large piece of meat even if it is rubbed a little, hundreds of Qing soldiers sacrificed their lives and deaths in exchange for the attack, but they did not dare to dodge, but just took a safer method, with bows and arrows, with throwing guns, and even some infantry simply took out bird guns, and kept shooting at him outside Yang Feng's attack range.

However, this is also pointless.

If this way can kill Yang Feng, then Dolgon will not become their laughing stock.

What's more, this guy's defense has already been upgraded.

In view of the fact that his armor was easily damaged and caused him to be injured, he simply asked Xiao Qian to teleport a pile of two-millimeter stainless steel plates, and then teleported to charge things such as hand drills, angle grinders, and rivets, and relied on the sheet metal skills he had cultivated in the factory in the past to make a set of cuirasses and American GI-style crotch guards, just under the outermost layer of chain mail. In addition, the helmet on top of his head is actually a stainless steel plate, the fart curtain around his neck is also nailed to the stainless steel plate, and the mask on his face is also a whole curved stainless steel plate attached to the helmet, and after it is put down, only a small piece is left for the eyes. In this day and age, there was nothing but cannon to penetrate, and those chain mail and cotton armor would provide additional protection, only the limbs were relatively easy to hurt, but his wounds could heal in a very short time, and bullets and arrow wounds were not worth mentioning, unless someone cut off his limbs, or caused him a lot of blood loss with severe lacerations.

But only if you can penetrate his defenses.

And this is impossible.

The all-round visual and auditory system plus a supercomputer provides him with monitoring without dead ends, the high-speed processing system provides him with the most reasonable attack mode, and he is actually a humanoid meat grinder, he is invincible before his energy is exhausted, as for the energy ......

"You go on, I'll replenish my energy!"

Yang Feng sat on a broken carriage and said with a smile as he looked at the Qing soldiers who were attacking him with bows and arrows and bird guns thirty meters away, as if he were a friend greeting a guest.

Then, under the latter's blank gaze, he pulled out a piece of cheese from the broken wooden box at his feet.

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