Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 166 Run! The Great Demon King is coming!
Brother Ma...

Ma Ge refused to answer.

Of course, this is completely understandable.

After all, he was a person with dignity, and it was still difficult for him to accept that Yang Feng was trampling on his dignity like this.

They smashed his door, killed his son, and then forced him to kneel and sing "Conquer"...

Making him hand over the descendants of Dodo is tantamount to making him kneel and sing "Conquest." After all, as the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he actually handed over his own imperial family and princes to the enemy according to the enemy's orders. This is equivalent to him already being a subject of the enemy. What's more, he had to send them to Kaifeng himself. This is equivalent to exhibiting them along the way and announcing them to the world. That makes him a complete subject of the enemy. In fact, even a subject of the enemy has never handed over his own imperial family.

Of course, he doesn't need it.

After all, the vast majority of his royal family members were with them.

If the Jin Kingdom really wanted it, they should be able to hand it over. After all, our Great Song Dynasty has done this more than once: handing over officials and people who had defected from the superior country to us.

I myself have done it!

But the problem is, Ma Ge and Chen Gou are not the same.

Chen Gou was not a conqueror from a foreign tribe, so he faced far less pressure. Even if he was incompetent, the officials of the Song Dynasty had no choice but to accept him. As for the common people, they were also used to the Zhao family emperors, and even if some didn't want to accept him, they couldn't change the overall situation. But Ma Ge was different. He was a conqueror from a foreign tribe. Whether gentry or common people, they were all forced to accept his rule because he was the strongest. If he knelt down and proclaimed his conquest, it would be tantamount to telling the world that he was no longer the strongest.

Why should people continue to accept his rule?

He doesn't really think that the few Manchu bannermen stationed in those southern cities can suppress the local powerful gentry, does he?
Given the current fighting strength of the Eight Banners, the Green Standard Army in various regions could raze any garrison city to the ground at any time if they wanted to.

The pro-independence camp has already started to harm the Manchu bannermen. I don't believe that this wasn't instigated by Han Chinese officials. This almost unanimous consensus among various pro-independence groups means that someone is colluding behind the scenes.

Right now, he's just causing trouble and doesn't dare to do anything openly. But once his authority collapses, it won't just be a temporary setback. It's inevitable that local officials will lead the Green Standard Army out of his control. In fact, they're already somewhat out of control. The Green Standard Army that collapsed in Kaifeng hasn't been regrouped yet, and the reports from the various generals indicate that they are trying to regroup. Then, they can use this excuse to refuse to attack Kaifeng again.

At the same time, they could withdraw to their original garrisons and then collude with the gentry in these places to establish a separatist regime.

Then they simply watched as the heavenly army launched its northern expedition.

Even now, no Green Standard Army unit on the south bank of the Yellow River has crossed the river to contain the Heavenly Army.

The generals were all on the south bank, or even in cities far from the war zone like Luoyang and Guide, using the pretext of gathering scattered soldiers and replenishing supplies to watch the spectacle from afar.

Even within the Eight Banners, his actions were extremely dangerous. If he could hand over the descendants of Dodo this time, wouldn't he hand over the descendants of Daishan next time, and the descendants of Jirgalang the time after that? If he could hand over descendants of someone of Dodo's rank, then of course he could hand over those of lower ranks, or even the descendants of major traitors. Ultimately, once this started, no family would trust him anymore; everyone would be insecure and afraid. He was already quite old, almost sixty, and his sons were getting impatient. With the support of several banner chief families, it wasn't impossible for one of his sons to turn the old traitor upside down.

He cannot give in.

We must not give in all at once.

Or rather, his submission must be made understandable.

"Time is up."

Yang Feng, standing atop the Zhengyangmen gate tower, gazed at the distant clock tower.

No one knows which one was dutifully ringing the noon bell. The bell's echoing throughout the city announced the start of his killing spree.

As the twenty-fourth bell rang, the Imperial Seal of the State, which he had been holding in his hands, flew out.

Like a shooting star, it instantly struck the Qing army on the city wall of Daming Gate. Immediately afterward, a general's body, like their Prince Cheng, was reduced to blood and flesh in the explosion, scattering in all directions. Before the nearby soldiers could recover from their terrified screams, it struck the unfortunate fellow again. Then, the overflowing soul energy, along with the images in Yang Feng's mind, instantly dismembered him. It then moved on to the next Qing soldier. Terrified, the soldier instinctively raised his sword to strike, but his blade shattered into dozens of fragments upon impact with the Imperial Seal, whistling as it swept across the surrounding Qing troops.

The Imperial Seal, having passed through the fragments, still struck the soldier's chest, who stared in horror at the object that had stopped in front of him.

Then his body exploded.

The Qing army fled in a frenzy of terror, but the white spirit danced among them, exploding in bursts of blood mist wherever it passed, staining the city wall red. Right on the city wall, the Qing army, which was packed in a long line, seemed to be blown up from back to front, the blood mist spreading rapidly forward. In less than a minute, there was not a single living person left on the entire city wall. Their shattered flesh and blood covered the city wall, as if it were covered with a layer of red mud.

The Imperial Seal continued forward, and the remaining Qing soldiers on the city wall jumped down desperately, but it was to no avail; their bodies exploded in mid-air.

It advanced swiftly amidst the carnage, reaching Chengtian Gate in the blink of an eye. After sweeping through Chengtian Gate, it turned to the other side of the city wall, met the Qing army still fleeing towards Chengtian Gate, and then charged back to Daming Gate.

None of the more than one thousand elite troops from the Upper Three Banners, whom Ma Ge had dispatched to intercept him, survived.

There wasn't even a decent-looking corpse.

The vast majority of them were fried.

Soul energy seeped into their bodies, directly decomposed, and then exploded.

The rectangular city wall from Daming Gate to Chengtian Gate was covered in blood, resembling a scene after an alien invasion during a world war. However, their armor was still intact, just like the aliens after their rampage, only now it was soaked in blood.

Then the Imperial Seal returned to Yang Feng's hands.

His gaze then shifted to his left, where a large number of Qing troops were gathered on the city wall between Xuanwu Gate and Zhengyang Gate, with even two cannons pointed at him. They were coming from Xuanwu Gate to intercept him.

but……

The Qing soldiers were looking at him, trembling.

The Imperial Seal of the State in his hand slowly rose...

"Run!"

"The demon is going to kill us!"

……

All the Qing soldiers abandoned their weapons without hesitation and jumped off the city wall, especially towards the outer city. After all, the outer city was full of poor Han Chinese, and the area near the city wall was densely packed with what could be called a slum. As long as they didn't break their legs, they could easily squeeze in.

Of course, it's impossible to not break the leg.

After all, the inner city wall, including the parapet, is over ten meters high.

Forget about broken legs, dying from a fall was quite common. In fact, people frequently died from falls from the city wall. Because the liquor tax at Chongwen Gate was heavy, it was a daily routine for the poor of the outer city to carry liquor up the city wall in the middle of the night. They were risking their lives to deliver liquor to the lords of the inner city for a living, but now it was the lords of the inner city who were jumping off the city wall to survive. The sight of people sliding down the sloped city wall from a height of more than ten meters was quite spectacular. Because the bricks were uneven, people would constantly hit the protrusions and tumble down with screams. In fact, the vast majority of them rolled down like this.

Nearly twelve meters!
That's basically equivalent to falling from the fifth floor.

If you're lucky enough to land on someone else at that height, you might survive, but the vast majority of people actually die instantly from the fall.

Even as they watched their companions fall to their deaths, the Eight Banners warriors on the city wall continued to plummet downwards.

Because on the city wall behind them, the white light began its slaughter again, and the bursts of blood mist that exploded until no one was left, were telling them that jumping down was the only wise choice. Even on the streets of the inner city, their relatives were crying and urging them to jump quickly.

The unruly commoners watching below were quite amused. "Another one, and this one's from the Plain Yellow Banner!"

"Quickly collect the bodies of the men."

……

They shouted joyfully.

As for those who didn't jump, they were exploding one by one on the city wall.

Faced with this bizarre weapon, they were utterly defenseless. They didn't even understand what it was; all they could see was a cube radiating white light, seemingly made of jade. Anything touched by it would instantly explode. Or rather, it wasn't so much an explosion as it shattered into pieces, but rather turned into pure blood mist upon contact, as if the entire body were melting like wax before exploding.

The weapon was useless.

The armor meant nothing to it.

The only thing we know is that it is controlled by the demon on the Zhengyangmen city tower.

Killing that demon is the only solution.

but……

That demon couldn't be killed even by the cannon of the Great General Chengwu Yonggu!

This is truly despairing!

So in the end, most of them actually jumped. After all, if they died from a fall, they could at least have a complete corpse, while if they were blown up, they would have nothing left. They still cared a lot about having a complete corpse, since they were no longer the barbarians they used to be.

In the blink of an eye, this section of the city wall was swept clean again, making the scene look better, but the piles of corpses at the foot of the city wall were another matter entirely.

Then Yang Feng's gaze shifted to his right.

There were also a large number of Qing troops defending the area between Chongwen Gate and Zhengyang Gate on the right.

but……

They're already jumping.

Because of the distance, they would have to walk a long way to descend the city wall, as only the Chongwen Gate tower had a ramp leading down. Although the loyal soldiers inside the city could use ladders, it would still take time. The Imperial Seal could wipe them out in a minute or two, so jumping down to at least leave a complete corpse was wiser than being reduced to ashes. Those unfortunate Qing soldiers cried as they jumped, some even sliding down, though the outcome was essentially the same. At that height, the slight slope of the wall was meaningless; climbing up was possible, but going down meant certain death.

Watching the Eight Banners warriors fall like rain, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile slightly.

It must be said that the Eight Banners warriors at this time were far inferior to those at the end of the Ming Dynasty. At least those at the end of the Ming Dynasty had some courage to fight back, but their courage collapsed after being trampled on time and time again. These warriors didn't even have a little bit of courage.

This is his first time here.

"So you kneel at the feet of such a foreign race?"

He looked at the people in the outer city and said.

The latter, who had been having a good time, suddenly fell silent, and they all lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Kneeling?

It's not just about kneeling!

Back then, they were all overjoyed to welcome the victorious army.

Although they welcomed Li Zicheng's army with joy when he arrived.

The cannons were loaded with gunpowder but not shells, and fired at Emperor Chongzhen who was trying to leave the city. Theoretically, the city's defense commander, the governor of the Beijing garrison, surrendered to Li Zicheng in advance. Several eunuchs opened the city gates for Li Zicheng, and the residents of the city welcomed the rebel king. However, they did not expect the rebel king to act unpredictably, so they turned around and welcomed Dorgon instead.

However, Dorgon did not play by the rules. He directly drove them all out of the inner city, and their properties all went to the Eight Banners lords. They could only serve as servants in the slums of the outer city for generations.

Yang Feng ignored them and turned his attention to the inner city.

Immediately afterward, the Imperial Seal flew out again, but instead of heading towards the ironclad crops, it flew directly over Chengtian Gate and towards the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Great Qing Dynasty. The next moment, it crashed into the temple, and then, as if drawing tangled lines in the air, leaving a visual afterimage, it kept flying in and out. With each of its movements, the temple began to shake, then teetered on the verge of collapse, and finally crashed down...

The deafening roar shook the capital city.

The Imperial Seal of the State rose from the ruins, like a living demon overlooking the city, as if searching for its next target.

In fact it is.

Because it then flew towards a mansion, presumably belonging to a prince, and continued to hover above the mansion as if drawing random lines, using the residual light to draw tangled, messy threads.

Meanwhile, the buildings in the mansion were collapsing one by one.

Even flames appeared.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the Imperial Seal of the State; it's just that there was a source of fire in the collapsed building.

A group of die-hard farmers who had been watching from the street rushed towards the ruins, crying out in despair.

But their tragedy was only the beginning.

After destroying the mansion, the Imperial Seal immediately flew to the next one, repeating the same operation, flying in and out of the mansion repeatedly. As it flew in, the internal structure was transmitted into Yang Feng's brain, and then the soul energy controlling the Imperial Seal instantly decomposed its supporting pillars, breaking them down one by one at the fastest speed until it collapsed.

So now he understands why that so-called god is omnipotent, even capable of creating life. He can actually break it down to the cellular level using soul energy, and it's unimaginable what that so-called god can do.

His current soul energy is less than ten times that of the previous one, which is said to have killed billions of people.

His hundreds of millions of times.

After leveling the mansion, the Imperial Seal flew to the next one, and the same scene repeated itself. Because there were still many people inside, they were buried alive. Then this destructive spirit continued, and mansion after mansion was destroyed by its haphazardly drawn lines...

The city was thus swiftly razed to the ground.

then……

"Immortal Venerable, please withdraw your supernatural powers!"

A group of princes and nobles who had run out of the palace knelt down in front of the Daming Gate, weeping.

(End of this chapter)