Nanking.

"Immortal Venerable, Zhengyangmen is a little unbearable."

Yang An said cautiously.

The offensive of the Qing army began.

Although the new governor of Liangjiang and Jiangning general Fukangan had not yet arrived, in order to show loyalty in front of Qianlong, the newly turned Jiangnan governor Wang Zhi and Anhui governor Mu Helin still led a total of 40,000 Qing troops to attack from the two directions of Shence Gate and Zhengyang Gate. After all, they all know that except for a monster-level demon in the city, there is basically no real army in the city, at most about 2,000 troops, although the demon is terrifying, but after all, it is also a person, and there is a good chance that the 40,000 army here is divided into two sides.

In fact, it is.

When their attack began, only the Nanjing Volunteers were holding them back on the city walls.

To put it simply, the young and middle-aged people in Nanjing City formed a militia team in the newly divided district, just like the French citizens in the Paris Commune, who had just killed all the officials and bannermen in Nanjing, and they all knew very well the consequences of the destruction of Nanjing, and they had no other choice in order to avoid the doom of Tucheng. Anyway, there is no shortage of weapons in the city of Nanjing, cannons, muskets, bows and arrows are everything, although it is certainly not enough to hold on for a long time, but it can still hold on in the short term, and they have immortals to sit in the town What are they afraid of, in fact, there are 100,000 volunteers defending the city at this time, just because there are not enough weapons, many people are holding spears and even forks that are urgently made.

These volunteers mainly dealt with Mu and Lin who attacked Zhengyangmen, who set up dozens of cannons on Yuhuatai and were bombarding the gate in an attempt to blast it open, but this was obviously a difficult project, and everyone knew that Zhengyangmen had changed its defenses.

As for the ant-attached siege......

No kidding!

At this time, how could the green camp have such courage!

And the direction of the Shence Gate is in charge of Yang Feng.

It's just the Immortal Venerable at this time......

“…… The water is surging and the mountains are stacked, where is the young Zhou Lang? I don't feel like it's gone, but poor Huang Gai is injured. The broken Cao's canopy is extinct for a while, and the river water of the fierce soldiers is still hot, so as to teach me to be miserable! This is not a river, twenty years of inexhaustible heroic blood ......"

On the wall of the Shence Gate, an actor is singing a single knife meeting.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, Xianzun closed his eyes and leisurely beat the beat.

And in the distance outside the city, the Qing army of the brigade is coming slowly, dozens of cannons are mixed in, and there are even more than a dozen heavy artillery at the level of the invincible general cannon, as for other mountain splitting cannons, there are even more such cannons, those green battalion infantry are also based on arquebuses, and they are also mixed with a large number of guns, and the front is the heavy infantry pushing the shield cart, although the speed is not fast, but the momentum is still very scary, especially the flying ladder and the cloud ladder, etc., it is obvious that Mu and Lin are only containing the attack on Zhengyangmen, And this is the real main direction of attack of the Qing army.

"Where's the Qing Demon?"

Xianzun, who was listening to the play, said casually.

"Back to Immortal Venerable, I'm about to cross the Red Mountain."

Yang An said.

Immortal Venerable's eyes suddenly opened.

Immediately after that, he pushed the Taishi chair and Huo Ran got up.

The actor was so frightened that he quickly shut up.

"Kneel, kneel!"

Yang Feng shouted.

Yang An was stunned for a moment, and quickly fell to his knees.

At the same time, after those volunteer soldiers looked at each other, they also quickly knelt down, and soon there was only one Xianzun standing on the wall of the Shence Gate, and then I saw him solemnly straighten the titanium alloy helmet on top of his head, and then looked up at the sky and raised his arms at the same time, putting on a posture that was about to make a big move. I don't know if it's a coincidence or the influence of energy, in the already cloudy sky, suddenly a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and at the same time, the wind of the typhoon passing through in the late summer season also blew, blowing the scarlet cloak behind him like a banner hunting, and the raindrops accompanied by the strong wind began to drip.

"Rain Master Xuanming, help me punish the demon!"

I heard the Immortal Venerable roar.

The next moment a strange scene appeared, two miles outside the city of the Red Mountain, the White Bone Mountain, that is, the flat between Beigu Mountain and the Shogunate Mountain, those who were coming in line above the head of the Qing army, the original black and heavy pressure of the dark clouds suddenly began to churn and surge, the black clouds were like the black angry waves on the sea, and even began to be a little black and red, looking terrifying, as if the end of the world was coming, the clouds over Nanjing were much brighter, as if all the black clouds were gathering over the Shogunate Mountain, Because the light suddenly dimmed, the Qing army over there quickly became faint.

This spectacular scene made everyone on the city wall tremble, and even began to bow down to the majesty of heaven and earth.

And Yang Feng is still posing.

Suddenly, a dragon-like lightning pierced the clouds, and the next moment the sky cracked like thunder bombarded everyone's eardrums, and everyone reverently shouted Haotian God, worshipping the ground in the most humble posture, and in their worship, the white over the Shogunate Mountain, the White Bone Mountain, and the Red Mountain poured down like a waterfall, but it was not like rain......

"Hail!"

Yang An was the first to exclaim.

Yes, hail.

Hell of hail.

In the valley two miles away from the city of Nanjing, Yuan Guohuang, the governor of Jiangnan and the chief soldier of Langshan Town, was trembling and lying on the ground, crying and prostrating to the ground, begging for forgiveness from heaven. In the midst of them, dense hailstones like fists, watermelons, and even huge hailstones like millstones fell like raindrops from a torrential rain, and these hailstones weighing several catties or even a dozen catties and dozens of catties fell from a height of thousands of meters, each of which easily smashed the heads of Qing soldiers like cannonballs, broke their limbs, and even directly smashed them into rotten flesh. The desperate Qing soldiers, like their commanders, lay on the ground and cried and begged for forgiveness, but it was clear that they were sinners in the eyes of God, and the hail was carrying out the punishment of God Haotian, and they could not avoid it in this empty flat land, neither the trees nor the nearby houses could protect them, so they could only lie on the ground and accept God's punishment.

On the Nanjing Shence Gate, Yang Feng was still posing with his exaggerated shape.

Of course, there will be no rain master Xuanming.

Above the clouds, in a circular passage with a diameter of three square meters, liquid nitrogen is constantly spewing outward, and on the other side of the passage is a liquid nitrogen transport ship anchored in the port of Hawaii, crowded in the middle of two storage tanks, transformed into a part of the hull Xiao Qian, is through a hole cut by her, constantly absorbing the same poured liquid nitrogen from it, and then teleporting to Yang Feng's side, the rapid cooling caused by the liquid nitrogen in the rain clouds bypassed the rain step, and the condensed raindrops directly turned into ice, This miraculous hailstorm was created.

Although this hailstorm only lasted less than ten minutes, it wiped out the Qing army led by Wang Shan and Yuan Guohuang, except for less than a thousand hiding under those mountain rocks, and the other 10,000 elites carefully selected by the green battalion were not left, and all of them were killed by the hail in an area of almost two square kilometers between the Shogunate Mountain, the White Bone Mountain and the Red Mountain.

But the disaster of the Qing army did not end.

Because the liquid nitrogen created this terrible hail area at the same time, it also created a torrential rain on the periphery, the entire Shogunate Mountain, the entire Purple Mountain was almost completely shrouded in the torrential rain, and the city of Nanjing was also shrouded in the torrential rain, this unprecedented torrential rain quickly stopped the attack of the Qing army in Zhengyangmen, in this rainstorm firearms are impossible to use, in the rain you can't even open your eyes how to attack? Then the torrential rain began to create flash floods, and if such a torrential rain was to far exceed the world's highest record according to the rainfall standard, it was simply not raining, it was pouring water from the sky. In a very short period of time, these rains turned into torrents on the Purple Mountain and the Shogunate Mountain with sediment and went down, which was completely at the level of flash floods, and the water gates and city walls that were quickly closed blocked the flood from entering Nanjing, the strong city walls were like embankments, and the rainwater in the city was directly discharged into the Yangtze River, and the local rainstorms did not cause substantial harm to the city of Nanjing, but the Qing troops arrayed outside the city had nowhere to avoid.

In particular, Wei Zhe and other departments on the eastern side of the shogunate as the successor of the king's authority, as well as Mu and Lin and other departments who attacked in a formation around Yuhuatai, all faced the swept mountain torrent, and the rushing flood was like the rushing Yellow River, fiercely hitting the Qing army outside the city, because the unsuspecting green battalion soldiers who came too suddenly desperately threw away all their weapons and ammunition, and rushed to the high places like crazy to avoid this disaster, and those who did not dodge were directly swept away by the torrent and brought into the Yangtze River.

The attack of the 40,000-strong army collapsed like this.

"Thanks!"

Yang Feng said indifferently to the sky.

It's as if there really is a rain master there.

But at this time, in the cold wind like late autumn, in the eyes of Yang An and the people of Nanjing, who were kneeling and trembling with rain, there was an immortal there, and there was a rain master Xuanming, and their immortal venerable had just asked his friends in the heavenly realm to help solve a small trouble.

This is a conversation between two immortals.

"Let the brothers go out and see, what enemies still need to be solved, if it's the green battalion, it's okay to surrender, if it's the Eight Banners, kill and throw the Yangtze River to feed the fish!"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng said to Yang An.

The latter hurriedly agreed, those volunteers were also full of blood, everyone understood that there would be no danger to kill at this time, on the contrary, those armor weapons and war horses of the Qing army were all good things, it can be said that the entire city of Nanjing couldn't wait, and soon after the flash flood outside, all the city gates in Nanjing were opened, and 100,000 volunteers and nearly 100,000 young men who followed the cheers all poured out of Nanjing, killing the green camp that was swept away by the torrent and was trembling in fear of Tianwei, as for their immortal venerable......

Xianzun went back to listen to the play! [.]