Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 6: Grandpa Taizu is going to burn the city with heavenly fire!
Amidst the worship or escape below, Yang Feng flew swiftly through the streets of Nanjing like an eagle.

This city is too big.

Crisscrossing streets, countless mansions of wealthy families, government offices and shops, temples and houses, and a population of at least two million, all he could see were people. Surrounded by a city wall with a circumference of 35 kilometers, the former glory of this empire was displayed.

but now……

Foreign conquerors are entering through the city gates one after another.

Two hundred and seventy years ago, the ancestors of these residents had driven out the Tartars and wiped out the filthy tyrants, their battles even at Buir Lake, Kharakhorin, and the Songhua River. Now, their descendants knelt before the invaders, surrendering their homes without firing a shot. There was no resistance. Before the Qing troops marched into the city, some either fled or knelt in surrender. Some even offered wine and meat, while men in blue and even red robes commanded their servants to maintain order for the invaders.

The sound of stringed instruments could still be heard from the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River.

"The merchant girl knows not the sorrow of losing her country, and still sings the song of Houtinghua across the river."

Yang Feng sighed.

The next moment he suddenly descended, and amid the terrified screams of the crowd below, he passed almost over their heads.

In front of him, on the street leading to Shen Ce Gate, a large number of Qing cavalry were coming towards him.

Red cloth armor.

Zhenghong Banner.

The leading general looked at him almost stunned.

Then Yang Feng came roaring.

"Protect Lord Beile!"

The Qing army was in chaos.

The next moment, countless sharp arrows shot towards Yang Feng, and then bounced off his crown. At the same time, the cavalry raised their spears forward, trying to protect their Beile, but Yang Feng still charged straight into their spears, and then like a cannonball from a red cannon, he instantly arrived in front of the Beile, carrying the Qing cavalry that were knocked away.

The latter subconsciously drew his sword.

But at the same time, the spear in Yang Feng's hand pierced his body.

Then he was pushed and sent flying backwards.

His screams swept over the heads of the Qing troops behind him.

Because he had no time to stop, many Qing arrows continued to fly from behind and landed on his back. In an instant, he was pierced like a hedgehog. With a lingering scream, Yang Feng pushed him through the long line of Qing troops and in an instant reached the Shen Ce Gate he had just passed. The spear plunged straight into the city wall. The still-living prince struggled and twitched on the spear, continuously emitting heartbreaking screams. Yang Feng had already fallen among the Qing troops entering the city below. Even without the divine weapon, relying on his armor and Xiang Yu's martial arts, he was still invincible.

He doesn't even need a weapon.

When he landed, he knocked down a warhorse and then swung the Qing army on the horse's back...

Xiang Yu was strong enough to lift a tripod.

No matter how strong Xiang Yu was in the real world, he could not withstand the enemy's swords and guns, but Yang Feng here simply ignored any attacks. He swung the Qing army and violently whipped the Qing army rushing forward while being hit by the sharp arrows falling from the front and back at the same time.

The spear in the latter's hand hit him in the chest, and the Qing soldier in his hand also pulled the Qing soldier away.

Yang Feng roared and kept smashing.

Anything that came within his attack range was sent flying by the nearly two hundred kilograms heavy weapon in his hand.

Of course, the weapon in his hand was visibly broken.

The prince above his head was still screaming.

"I am the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You are but slaves of the Ming Dynasty. How dare you, a slave, bully your master? Do you think I can't see you from heaven? Today I descend to the mortal world to let you know that my kingdom is coveted by you, my slaves."

Yang Feng roared while smashing.

In the blink of an eye, there were no living Qing soldiers around him.

The main thing is that I can't get close.

The ground was littered with the corpses of men and horses. Outside this sea of ​​blood and corpses, the terrified Qing troops, all trembling, shot at him in vain with their bows and arrows. Yang Feng ignored the attacks, staring at the still-dead prince overhead. This was the Zhenghong Banner, and the prince who had followed Duoduo south was Daishan's son, Leke Dehun. So this must be the Shuncheng County Prince of the Qing Dynasty, the one who presided over the war in Jiangnan after Duoduo.

Yang Feng waved his hand, and the spear was instantly pulled out from the city wall and flew back into his hand.

Lekedhun fell immediately.

Yang Feng stepped forward, stepped on him, and suddenly stabbed him in the chest with his spear.

The next moment, the prince's body exploded, leaving only his head intact.

Yang Feng held his rat tail with a spear, just like Lin Chong holding a gourd, and walked straight towards the Qing army in front of him. The latter shot arrows tremblingly, and then watched their arrows bounce off his robe.

"roll!"

Yang Feng shouted angrily.

The Qing army was so frightened that they all ran to the streets on both sides.

Yang Feng then turned his gaze to those watching from the outside.

"You are all descendants of my military households. Your ancestors roamed the world and swept through the northern desert. Today, you kneel before the Jiannu. How can your ancestors rest in peace in the underworld? I am watching from atop Chengtian Gate. If you fail to drive out the Jiannu within three days, I will burn the city with heavenly fire. This city was built by me. You are all descendants of my military households. If you, my descendants, are so weak and shameless, you will be killed!"

he shouted.

The next moment he threw his spear, which then shot straight into the sky and returned to Chengtian Gate in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the Qing army's attack had already begun.

In fact, they had already entered Xi'an Gate before.

Some cavalry even entered Xihua Gate.

However, the raging fire and toxic smoke from the Meridian Gate forced them to retreat. Due to wind direction, the smoke from the Meridian Gate blew toward the Imperial Palace. While not as effective as modern evacuations, the odor of the burning mixture of toxic herbs was unbearable for both the horses and the soldiers. After confirming they could not leave the Meridian Gate, the Qing troops retreating from the Xihua Gate turned toward the Altar of Grain and Wood, then entered the Right Que Gate outside the Meridian Gate. This was their unfortunate outcome.

On the Duanmen city wall.

"You are very smart!"

Yang Feng stood next to a young eunuch who was shooting at the Qing troops trapped in the corridor between the Meridian Gate and the Duanmen Gate.

but……

He actually switched it to automatic.

So this little eunuch was happily spraying bullets at the Qing army.

The latter was in chaos.

"Master Taizu, it was only by chance that I realized this divine weapon could be used in this way."

The latter quickly knelt down and said.

"Be careful not to burn the barrel."

Yang Feng said.

"Master Taizu, I was afraid of this, so I took two more guns and fired them alternately. I was also afraid that the bullets would be used up too quickly, so I only did this to the Jiannu who had more people. I also shot the fewer people one by one."

The young eunuch spoke quickly.

So he can even do the short bursts?
But to be honest, the AK47 is definitely easier to learn than the banjiu gun. Since he can use the banjiu gun, it won't take him too long to learn how to use the AK47.

"Very well, for your cleverness, you deserve a hereditary earldom. Find a son and you can build your own family temple in the future."

Yang Feng said.

The young eunuchs around were all jealous.

(End of this chapter)