Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 186 The Western Journey of the Qing Dynasty's Attire

The Imperial Seal of the State, hanging high in the sky like a mountain, even appearing to reach the clouds, cast a shadow over the entire Purple Mountain, causing soldiers and civilians around Nanjing and even north of the Yangtze River to kneel down and worship this miracle.

But Yang Feng simply extended his hand calmly.

Then it slowly descended as it contracted, and two dragons flew out from inside.

They only came to unlock it with their immense soul energy; they didn't stay inside afterward.

Of course, it's actually the so-called gods who are used to add more mythical effects to Yang Feng, since the miracles of Immortal Yang are still limited.

but now……

Who would dare say he's not a deity?
The mountain-like Imperial Seal was thus restored to its original size and returned to Yang Feng's hands.

The two angels then rode the dragon back to the celestial realm.

After the two golden dragons snaked their way into the magnificent portal in the sky, the soldiers and civilians below awoke as if from a dream and returned to the real world, and then spent their lives remembering this moment.

Of course, there is much more for them to remember for the rest of their lives.

because……

"Open your arms and receive the blessings from the Supreme God!"

Suddenly, the immortal venerable flew into the sky, holding the Imperial Seal of the State in one hand and the Nine-Section Staff in the other. With a shout, he pointed downwards, and then countless supplies rained down from the sky. He himself didn't even know what was inside. After all, he had used this thing as a warehouse, stuffing it with all sorts of things, including rare birds and exotic beasts. Now, all of it was thrown out at once, like a torrent rolling down from Old Zhu's grave.

The kneeling soldiers and civilians were stunned, but then they all came to their senses and ran wildly toward Old Zhu's grave.

Then pick up what you can find below.

Weapons, books, medicine, seeds, machines, and even a flock of elephant birds came down, though they were all tamed.

Yang Feng only put them in after taming them; in fact, he could use soul energy to tame the beasts.

So, with their massive bodies, these elephant birds calmly passed through the crowd as the soldiers and civilians scattered in astonishment, and then went off to find food on the spot.

This is also a gift from the Jade Emperor, a divine bird.

Of course, nobody really cares about them. After all, there are just too many good things bestowed by the gods now, most of which they don't even know what they are. But whatever they are, they're all divine gifts. However, fighting over them is definitely not allowed. Each person can only take one thing, and no one dares to take more. This is a divine gift. These soldiers and civilians, who have just undergone the education of miracles, are already fanatical believers. The Immortal Venerable said that each person is only allowed to take one thing, so they obediently take one thing. Otherwise, even if they take more, they will be punished. Although this is just what they think, the fact is that they all obediently take only one thing.

Those who wanted force picked up weapons, those who wanted knowledge picked up books, those who wanted new crops picked up seeds, and the craftsmen simply carried away machines.

These are all things Yang Feng prepared for his journey through ancient times, and they are all designed to ensure that an ancient society can achieve leapfrog development.

However, it's not exactly advanced anymore.

After all, he was already using Mauser rifles, and among these miscellaneous weapons were even flintlock muskets, but that was enough for these ordinary people.

Heavenly soldiers, of course, use divine spears.

However, it would be reasonable for the militia to use flintlock muskets or even percussion caps.

The divine feast lasted for more than an hour...

The main problem is that Yang Feng stuffed too much stuff inside.

In fact, long after he released the items, people continued to flock to Old Zhu's grave to search for treasure. After all, the way he threw them meant that many things landed among the trees or thorns, so for a long time, treasure hunters were still finding new items at Old Zhu's grave.

Of course, Old Zhu wouldn't blame them.

After all, what was lying inside was just his remains; the real him had long since ascended to the immortal realm.

"What are you going to do with the blessings bestowed upon you by the Jade Emperor?"

Yang Feng shouted to the soldiers and civilians celebrating below.

The latter looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Go and wipe out those who dare to defy destiny!"

Yang Feng shouted.

"Sweep away the barbarians!"

"Sweep away the barbarians!"

……

A burst of frenzied roars immediately erupted below.

Yang Feng nodded in satisfaction, then pointed his nine-section staff southward.

"Then go!"

he shouted.

……

The sweeping campaign began in Nanjing and spread throughout the Jiangnan region, following the same procedures implemented in the north. It targeted officials and powerful families who still harbored illusions of defying fate by using the banner of the Qing dynasty, as well as the gentry who controlled the vast majority of the land. A new regime was established based on militia. Now, a two-tiered military system existed above the battalion level, roughly with brigades at the county level and armies at the prefecture level. While prefectures and counties remained, militia officers held the highest military rank, and major local affairs were discussed by battalion commanders and decided by brigade commanders.

Local officials, since there is still no imperial court, are still personally appointed by the Immortal Venerable and are basically his attendants.

As for the origin of these attendants...

That's hard to say.

It could be a meritorious heavenly soldier, or the children of a fallen heavenly soldier, including women, and there were also some female attendants. It could also be a celestial being passing by who took a liking to a young person.

Currently, there is already a retinue of over a thousand people, and it continues to grow, resembling a training camp for fanatics. Of course, people are also constantly being appointed as local officials; they are essentially disciples of the Celestial Venerable, representing his will wherever they go. They establish local government systems alongside the militia system, but their primary role is to supervise the militia officers. It's unrealistic to say the latter wouldn't quickly become corrupt, but they are familiar with the local areas and can manage them effectively.

Of course, this emergency situation will soon end, and once this offensive is over, the new dynasty can basically begin to convene meetings in various regions.

The subsequent offensive from Jiangnan was almost overwhelming. Whether it was the Heavenly Army or the militia used to supplement the insufficient number of Heavenly Army soldiers, they basically surrendered wherever they went.

The gentry all gave up resistance.

The Imperial Seal, as imposing as a mountain, hovering above Purple Mountain, along with the descent of angels and divine gifts from the Jade Emperor, utterly shattered the gentry's will to resist.

Ultimately, these were all people whom our Great Qing Dynasty had screened for Yang Feng back then. Those who didn't resist the forced hair-shaving and clothing reforms back then, how could they possibly resist the Celestial Venerable now? Our Great Qing Dynasty certainly wouldn't take their land, but our Great Qing Dynasty doesn't have any deities backing it up!
Kneel down!

The gentry of Jiangnan have knelt before foreign tribes and before Zhu Yuanzhang; are they now afraid to kneel before even a deity?

Zhoushan.

Zhang Tingyu, who had fled all the way here, looked at the heavenly soldiers landing with a sorrowful expression.

The gentry of Zhoushan naturally surrendered upon hearing the news, but he certainly had no chance of surrendering. Although the Celestial Venerable hadn't killed him last time, he was already on the execution list for the heavenly soldiers.

After all, how dare a lowly demon like Qing dare to spout nonsense in front of the Immortal Venerable?

The Immortal Venerable was merciful and spared his life, but that doesn't mean his fanatical followers wouldn't kill him.

So he didn't even dare to return to his hometown, and instead fled all the way to Zhoushan as the heavenly army swept through the area.

But now this place is also getting a demonic atmosphere.

Where in the world is there a pure land?
Fortunately, he had a group of like-minded people around him. Although the Qing emperor in Hangzhou was offered as a gift to the heavenly army by his officials, many bannermen officials still managed to escape in the chaos. Now, like Zhang Tingyu, they had all fled here and were looking at the landing heavenly army with sorrow. Many of them had collapsed on the ground and were crying, just like the people who had been driven here and slaughtered by them.

"Emperor Taizu, Emperor Taizong, open your eyes!"

A Manchu official looked up at the sky, wailing in despair.

His erratic behavior immediately caught the attention of the heavenly soldiers. One of the heavenly officers, who was disembarking, looked at them through binoculars.

He quickly identified several rat tails.

With a gesture, the cannon mounted on the deck behind him immediately spewed flames.

The whistling bullets struck the last remaining loyal Qing officials. Zhang Tingyu, being young and quick-witted, immediately threw himself behind a large tree, but the others were unlucky, collapsing instantly from the impact of the bullets. The one still shouting "Wild Boar Skin and his son!" was hit squarely in the head, collapsing as his brains splattered. The other loyal Qing officials were in chaos, and the landing Heavenly Soldiers were already rushing towards them. Zhang Tingyu quickly got up and joined the fleeing Qing officials, sprinting towards the mountaintop. Soon they reached the summit, where suddenly, a series of warships appeared before them.

“They are British barbarians, they are British barbarians. I saw their flags when I was on business in Guangzhou.”

An official from the Imperial Household Department, who had served as a bondservant, exclaimed in delight.

Then he went berserk, waving his arms wildly at the dozen or so armed merchant ships flying the flag of the British East India Company.

"Quickly, everyone shout it out!"

Zhang Tingyu shouted.

So they all started shouting at the armed merchant ships.

Because they were separated by a mountain, the heavenly soldiers couldn't see them, and the heavenly soldiers hadn't arrived yet, so they simply shouted and ran wildly down the mountain.

On the lead British armed merchant ship, a crew member was watching them through binoculars.

Immediately, a small boat was launched and rowed towards the shore. Just as the boat reached the shore, Zhang Tingyu and the others ran to the beach. The bondservant from the Imperial Household Department was so excited that he immediately knelt down before the foreign officials. But at that moment, the pursuing heavenly soldiers appeared on the mountaintop. This scene probably confused them. However, the heavenly soldiers had no interest in considering anything else. Flames shot out from their divine guns, and bullets immediately landed near the small boat. The loyal Qing officials fell down instantly, and two sailors were also caught in the crossfire. Zhang Tingyu grabbed the bondservant and rushed towards the small boat without hesitation. Amidst the whistling of bullets, he seemed to be divinely aided and plunged in. The bondservant rolled in after him, and then a bullet hit one of the sailors.

"Come on!"

Zhang Tingyu roared at the remaining two sailors.

Although there is a language barrier, language is not necessary in this situation.

The two sailors immediately rowed, and Zhang Tingyu and the bondservant also grabbed oars and rowed. On the shore, there were still surviving loyal Qing officials chasing after them. One of them was wearing a yellow sash and grabbed the gunwale. Zhang Tingyu acted decisively and knocked him off with an oar. A rower looked at him with approval. They escaped the beach in this way, while the loyal Qing officials behind them fell one after another under the bullets of the Heavenly Soldiers.

Zhang Tingyu, having reached the range of the divine spear, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a paddle-powered boat transporting heavenly soldiers appeared in his field of vision.

"Quickly tell your people that their ships have powerful cannons."

Zhang Tingyu roared at the sailors.

The latter shrugged blankly.

Fortunately, there was no need for translation immediately afterward, because the heavenly soldiers had already opened fire, smoke rose from the deck, and bullets from the divine cannons whistled through the air.

The bullets made a few splashes of water around their small boat.

The sailor screamed in terror, and then a cannon on the deck of their armed merchant ship spewed flames.

The cannonballs immediately hit the heavenly soldiers' ship.

The latter immediately changed its target, and a hail of bullets flew toward the British cannons, with several artillerymen falling in the whistling of the bullets.

Zhang Tingyu pointed to the armed merchant ship behind him, and the sailors immediately understood and turned to the back.

Meanwhile, the armed merchant ship at the forefront was already engaged in battle with the heavenly soldiers. Although the heavenly soldiers' ship was just a civilian vessel with a divine cannon mounted on its deck, they were not afraid at all. After all, the accuracy of this thing far surpassed that of the British smoothbore cannons. Although its power was comparable to a scratch to the armed merchant ship, the problem was that it was accurate. A 14.7 mm bullet was a scratch to the ship, but not to the sailors. Its accuracy was enough to allow it to hit the cannon at a distance of several hundred meters.

Thus began the first battle between the heavenly soldiers and the British.

Meanwhile, the heavenly soldiers on the shore were also rushing towards the existing gun emplacements, and at the same time, a second divine cannon was mounted on the mountaintop and began firing at the British.

Of course, this was none of Zhang Tingyu's business; he had already boarded the armed merchant ship behind them.

At the same time, the heavenly army that was on its western expedition also marched toward Xi'an. The self-aware Yinzhi group ultimately chose to flee.

Of course, it was a western hunt.

The Qing emperor has gone on another western hunt.

After looting the gentry of Xi'an, they abandoned these loyal Qing officials amidst their cries of despair, then fled directly to Longyou. Nian Gengyao similarly plundered Sichuan, then led the Eight Banners troops and a few Green Standard Army generals who feared retribution, abandoning Sichuan and entering Longyou. After joining forces with Nian Gengyao, Yinzhi simply converted their entire group into Eight Banners troops, including both the former Green Standard Army and the officials and gentry who followed them, ultimately forming a massive group with nearly 100,000 troops and 400,000 people.

Because of Yang Feng's barbarity towards the gentry, the gentry who followed him described him as a "gentleman traveling west."

After all, Yinzhi was the Eighth Prince in their hearts, and in fact, there was indeed a bit of that feeling, because there were a lot of officials who knew that they would not escape death if they were captured by the Heavenly Army, and as the second-in-command of this group, Nian Gengyao was also a graduate of the imperial examination, so Yinzhi even held a special imperial examination in Xi'an!

Under the pursuit of the heavenly soldiers, this group was unable to even establish a foothold in Longyou. They continued westward for the next period of time, eventually reaching Liangzhou, where they were able to catch their breath temporarily because the heavenly soldiers could no longer catch up.

But they were attacked by people who already hated them to the core.

Fortunately, the latter had been slaughtered many times by them and had few people left. Besides, the Eight Banners officials could not defeat the Heavenly Army, nor could they defeat them.

Just kill them.

(End of this chapter)