Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 3 The Emperor Taizu Gao appears!

Nanjing.

Meridian Gate Tower.

"So Jincheng surrenders without a fight?"

Han Xin looked at the fortress in disbelief, which was almost unbelievable to him.

It's really unbelievable.

After all, the Qin Dynasty was built with pure rammed earth, and it was impossible to imagine the defensive level of the Nanjing City Wall. In his eyes, it was truly a golden city...

The phrase "iron wall" was still far away from him. This idiom was from the Yuan Dynasty, and all he could imagine was a golden city, or a city wall cast in bronze.

“How many bricks do we need to outsource?”

He then exclaimed.

Yang Feng, who had already taken down his two spears, walked up to him.

"Who told you it's brick-clad? When Old Zhu was building the Nanjing city wall, he used blue bricks entirely. The only difference was that the outer layer was held together with glutinous rice and lime, while the inner layer was held together with yellow mud. I guess he couldn't afford to use only glutinous rice and lime. As for why they surrendered without a fight, firstly, there are many surrenders without a fight these days. Secondly, the enemy attacking here just massacred 800,000 people in the city across the street. Thirdly, didn't Ziying also surrender without a fight when you entered Xianyang?

This is their old capital.

It has been moved away for more than two hundred years. The actual capital was originally in Jicheng, the capital of Yanshang at that time.

But last year, the city was attacked by Li Zicheng, who was similar to your rebel. The emperor hanged himself, and the generals guarding the Great Wall, in the name of avenging the emperor, led the barbarians from outside the Great Wall to join forces to defeat Li Zicheng.

But the barbarians decided to take over the magpie's nest.

Then they headed south.

This is the emperor's cousin. His original fiefdom was in Luoyang, but it was captured by Li Zicheng. After his father was killed, he fled south and was later proclaimed emperor by his ministers. However, before the barbarians arrived, they were already in civil strife. There were no soldiers to defend the area, and no troops from outside to rescue him. He had no choice but to flee, but was captured by a rebel general on the way and handed over to the barbarians. To save their lives, a group of ministers here quickly knelt to welcome the barbarians. At this time, they are probably still kneeling outside to welcome them, so there are not many people around.

Yang Feng said.

He held two spears in his hands, one long and one short. The long one was 16 feet long, almost five meters, and the short one was 12 feet long, almost four meters.

This is Zhu Yuanzhang's battlefield weapon.

Although Old Zhu wasn't known for his personal martial prowess, a nobody on the battlefield was noticed by the boss and even recruited as a personal guard. His martial prowess couldn't be low, as personal guards were the most elite. These two spears remained intact after nearly three hundred years and were enshrined on the Meridian Gate Tower. However, before their divine properties were restored, they were just ordinary spears, probably not enough for use on the battlefield.

"This city is packed with young and strong men. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers are available. How can there be no soldiers?"

Han Xin pointed to the crowded street in the distance and said.

Yang Feng summoned the Fang Tian Hua Ji...

He would use this thing for the time being. After all, he couldn't come empty-handed. Besides, Han Xin had to be inside to follow him. He poked the spear with the halberd, and the latter was automatically sucked into the halberd. Then he put away the short spear, and then the Fang Tian Hua Ji transformed into a short spear.

He gestured with satisfaction.

Then he patted Han Xin on the shoulder.

"Don't project the people of today into your own time. Back then, you could chop wood for weapons and raise a pole as a flag, but that was 1,800 years later."

He said.

"Humph, each generation is worse than the previous one!"

Han Xin snorted coldly.

"Let's not worry about that for now. The most important thing for us now is to figure out how to complete this job."

Yang Feng said.

"After the immortal Ling Gong obtained the twin spears, he gathered one-tenth of his clan. How many people are there in his clan? Where do they live?"

"The last time their clan was counted was over twenty years ago, when there were about 200,000 of them. However, due to years of war, many princes' families have died out. Currently, it is estimated that there are no more than 100,000 left. So as long as we can gather 10,000, it will be enough. A large number of them are hiding in the area around Nanjing to avoid the war.

There are several thousand.

So we can just get a few thousand more.

In fact, it is almost enough for us to repel the Hu Lu, because there are still three vassal kings in Jiangxi, and these three families need several thousand. There is no limit on male adults, and women are of course counted as well. At this time, each vassal king needs several thousand male and female clan members. In addition, there is a lack of direct descendants, that is, the descendants of the emperor who hanged himself. If he has descendants, they must be present. This is the most difficult thing. At least it is known that there is a daughter alive, but in the hands of the Hu Lu, and we have to force the Hu Lu to hand her over.

There was another son who hid among the people. He was not discovered until he was over 70 years old, and then the whole family was killed.

This one is hard to find.

But having his sister is enough.

Of course, if they were all dead there would be no need to bother.

I have to say their ancestors were quite fertile.”

Yang Feng said.

Chongzhen’s crown prince must be dead.

Whether it was the one who ran away to his sister and was sold by the Zhou family or the so-called fake prince who fled south later, they were all dead at this time, so only Princess Kunxing and the one who was over seventy years old and whose family was wiped out were left.

The latter is really impossible to find, and no one knows where he is hiding.

"Isn't he his ancestor?"

Han Xin said with a smile.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment.

"Okay, that's fine. Those above, quickly send me a set of Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial robes and tell me how to wear them."

He shouted to the sky.

The next moment, a set of imperial crowns automatically appeared on him.

"You're more sensible this time."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

The so-called god actually ignored him and was probably still having fun.

"Let's go to Chengtian Gate."

Yang Feng said.

Chengtianmen.

The two men each had a throne, sitting upright on the empty city wall. Yang Feng wore a twelve-tassel crown on his head, a twelve-chapter robe, and held in his hand a short spear transformed from the Overlord Halberd of Zhu Yuanzhang. Next to him, Han Xin was still wearing his black clothes and a leather cap. He was the King of Qi, a legitimate prince, and actually had a crown, but he was in the army at the time, so of course he couldn't wear it. The leather cap was more common.

"Eighteen hundred years ago, a population of two million could have made a great country, capable of supporting an army of two hundred thousand, and a trustworthy general could have ruled the world. But now, a city of two million people has surrendered without firing a single arrow, leaving itself to be slaughtered."

Han Xin still found it difficult to understand.

He is really hard to understand.

At that time, it was equivalent to a nationwide military service, and anyone young and strong could be conscripted.

With a population of less than ten million, the Qin State was able to mobilize an army of 600,000 to attack the Chu State. Among the seven major powers in the Warring States Period, the weaker Han and Yan States may not have a population of two million, and the Wei State was estimated to have only two million. At that time, the city of Nanjing alone was estimated to have two million people, and the actual population was probably even higher, after all, a large number of refugees poured in.

This is also the reason why so many people died in Yangzhou. Too many refugees poured in and gathered in Yangzhou. Moreover, crossing the river also requires money.

There is plenty of food there.

It has a population comparable to that of the Wei State.

There was a defense that he considered comparable to a golden city.

But they surrendered without a fight?

He really couldn't understand. "Give me some advice, what should we do next? You're a military genius."

Yang Feng said.

"Military Immortal?"

"Yes, you are the military sage revered by later generations. This title seems to have been given by a scholar in this dynasty."

"If he was truly a military immortal, he wouldn't have been defeated by Liu Ji and his three clans."

"Well, that's just what the emperor must do. Those who have made great achievements will not be rewarded, and those who are brave and resourceful will be in danger. You are much better at fighting than Liu Bang, so of course he dare not keep you. By the way, the owner of this spear is even more ruthless than Liu Bang. Except for those who died early, he basically killed all the old brothers who fought with him to conquer the world. That's why he left a 300-year-old empire to his descendants.

This is a testament to your strength.”

"Will the enemy go here?"

Han Xin said as he looked at the Hongwu Gate in front of him.

"They should. This is Hongwu Gate, and outside is Zhengyang Gate, the city's south gate and the main entrance to the entire city. If they want to experience the joy of being a conqueror, they will definitely go through the main gate."

Yang Feng said.

"Quick, open the door for Master Wang!"

Suddenly, anxious shouts came from below them.

Then, several red-robed officials, leading a group of what were clearly eunuchs, hurried into view. In their haste to open the gate, no one looked back, and so no one noticed them. These guys ran like a pack of dogs eager to greet their master, and soon reached Hongwu Gate. Because the distance was too great, even if they turned back, they wouldn't have seen Yang Feng. Then, they opened the city gates, and the enemy troops, who had already arrived, began to enter the city. There were even some leading the way for the imperial army. The Qing army entering the city was a sea of ​​white, clearly Duoduo and his Bayala banner. The Qing Prince Yu, who had just massacred the city of Yangzhou, was reaching the pinnacle of his achievements.

He will become the new master of this city and issue his order here: either you can keep your head or your hair, or you can keep your hair or your head.

The team entering the city moved forward quickly.

The officials and eunuchs who opened the door for the king's army quickly knelt on both sides.

Under the yellow silk umbrella, a young man also wearing white armor rode his horse forward, and behind him were white armored cavalrymen who were also galloping forward.

"kill him."

Han Xin said suddenly.

"understand!"

Yang Feng stood up with a smile.

His robes and crown were immediately spotted in the sunlight.

"Which barbarian dares to enter my palace?"

he shouted.

Duoduo, who had also seen him, instinctively reined in his warhorse, which reared with a neigh. At the same moment, Yang Feng raised his short spear and hurled it at him. The nearly four-meter-long spear instantly transformed into a streak of cold light, piercing his warhorse like the tracer of a cannonball, passing through his body as he froze in shock. Then, the cold light carried his body backwards, and amid the chaos of the cavalry behind him, he traced a strange arc, turning, and then immediately impaled himself on the parapet in front of Yang Feng. The spear shaft trembled in the air, emitting a dragon's roar that echoed throughout Chengtian Gate.

Yang Feng grabbed the spear shaft and looked down at Duoduo who was still alive.

Blood kept gushing out of the latter's mouth.

He was nailed to the parapet like a dead dog, his head inside and his legs outside, twitching constantly.

Yang Feng drew his spear.

Duoduo immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Is this a barbarian?"

Han Xin looked at his rat tail with interest.

"They claim to be descendants of the Donghu, but their origins are unknown. Attacked by other tribes, they fled south to seek refuge and were settled in Liaodong. At your time, it was east of Liaodong Commandery in Yan State, beyond the Yan Great Wall. His father rebelled, and his brother named his country Qing. He was the commander of this southward expedition, having previously massacred 800,000 people in Jiangbei."

Yang Feng said.

At this time, the Qing army outside had gone crazy. All the cavalry rushed forward. They were not interested in the officials and eunuchs who were kneeling on both sides. They just trampled over these people. Because the city gate below was actually open, all they needed to do was rush into the city and climb onto the city wall.

"Be careful, I can't protect you!"

Yang Feng said.

"Haha, the letter doesn't need protection!"

Han Xin said with a smile.

He pulled Duoduo over decisively, drew out his sword, and stood there with his back against the arrow embrasure.

Well, he did find a good shield.

Yang Feng also stood on the parapet with a smile.

"The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here. How dare you barbarians enter my palace?"

he shouted.

The next moment he jumped down.

The moment he landed, he thrust his spear forward, sending a visible shockwave through the surrounding area, sending the Qing soldiers charging towards him careening off their horses. Then, he charged forward, his spear radiating a cold light, sending the Qing soldiers flying, bloody, into the air. With Xiang Yu's inherent strength and the divine weapon in his hand, he transformed into an invincible god of war before Chengtian Gate. He charged forward through the chaotic Qing army like a whirlwind, his spear scattering soldiers at a speed unseen by the naked eye. The bodies of men and horses piled up quickly, and the Qing troops behind, trapped by the corpses ahead, were forced to watch this demonic god's slaughter from the crowded streets.

"Taizu, Taizu has appeared. It is the Emperor Taizu Gao who has appeared. He is holding the imperial vessel of Taizu."

A eunuch who escaped screamed.

"Use a musket, shoot him with a musket!"

A red-robed official who also escaped was screaming.

Some of the blocked Qing troops immediately woke up. Although they did not have muskets yet, they all had bows and arrows, and sharp arrows flew towards Yang Feng.

however……

"Is your crown bulletproof?"

Yang Feng, who was killing people, looked in shock as an arrow bounced off his robe.

"God said, 'You are immortal,' so you are immortal. When you take it off, it's just a robe. When you put it on, it's bulletproof.

And it will have the same effect no matter what you wear.

It's not bulletproof.

This is the rule.

You are protected by God’s rules.”

The so-called God said.

The next moment an arrow struck the beads of the twelve-tasseled tiara.

Then it was also bounced away.

Yang Feng roared with fervor, suddenly grabbing a nearby mounted Qing soldier. The latter watched in despair as his sword deflected off his crown. He was then dragged from his horse and swung like a toy at another Qing soldier in front of him. As the two clashed, Yang Feng soared into the air, stepping on his back and hurling himself upwards. The mid-air spear suddenly shone with cold light, carrying Yang Feng forward through the Qing army like a soaring swordsman. The damage-immune crown and the divine weapon's speed transformed his own hundred-plus pounds of weight into a deadly weapon. After all, no matter how formidable the Qing soldiers were, they could not withstand a collision with a speed comparable to that of an airplane. Like a bullet, he instantly pierced through the Qing army.

In the chaos of people and horses falling to the ground, the cold light of the spear turned and pierced through the Qing army again.

Then he returned to Chengtian Gate.

"I am the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. How dare you barbarians enter my palace?"

Standing on the parapet, he shouted at the mess outside.

(End of this chapter)