"Your Majesty, it's time for us!"

Yang Feng picked up his special Qinglong Yanyue Sword and said.

Then he waved the domineering weapon weighing 120 kilograms above his head, then lifted it backwards behind his back with one hand, holding the guardrail of the chariot...

"Comrades, follow me!"

He yelled.

The next moment, his four-horse chariot rushed straight to the battlefield along the mountain down the mound.

His Majesty the Emperor sat helplessly on the imperial throne, shaking with the bumps of the battlefield under the protection of the surrounding shield walls...

Well, they were actually in the same car.

But no matter what, this is His Majesty's personal charge.

At this moment, he was wearing a delicate forged steel carburized plate armor and inlaid with gold threads. The sun and moon on both sides were of course indispensable. Just inlaid with gems. He wore a modified phoenix-winged helmet. On the top of the helmet, there was a golden dragon high on the top of the helmet, and even the dragon eyes were inlaid with gems. In the sun, he was as eye-catching as a target. Even the throne under his butt was golden, and there was a shield behind the throne. On this shield, there was a twelve chapter patterns representing the emperor's honor, and the red flag above his head was flew. The golden dragon and sun and moon representing the Emperor of Ming Dynasty were displayed in the air with the wind...

This is the Emperor's Flag.

Although the original emperor's ceremonial ceremony was not this, since it was to be improved, of course it must be simple and clear.

The original emperor's ceremonial guards were too messy and it was difficult to fight on the battlefield. Therefore, the new chariot and royal charity, the flag of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was the red-bottomed golden dragon and the sun and the moon, and the dragon robe was still the past crown. This thing must not be changed.

Once the emperor's flag is released, the emperor will personally fight.

"kill!"

Around them, the most elite guard soldiers of Marshal Yang also picked up their spears one by one.

These soldiers are not ordinary cavalry, all of which are the best war horses. Mongolian horses are indeed too short, but there are also Hequ horses in the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, the cavalry carrying a full set of plate armor still cannot do it.

But half-armored ones are OK!

The three hundred most elite cavalry, riding the best war horses that the Ming Dynasty can find, wearing the best armor made by the steel workshops in Wuhu, holding spears to protect their commanders and emperors, in the sun, they seemed to be descending from the sky, and with rolling dust, they rushed towards the Mongolian cavalry who were still in circles...

"Kill, Red Turban soldiers, kill the enemy!"

Yang Dashuai yelled.

The militiamen who had almost rested, looked at the legendary figure and roared excitedly one by one.

The next moment, Yang Dashui jumped up on the chariot and rushed forward with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword as soon as he landed on the ground.

The Mongolian cavalry, who didn't know what monster he would encounter, collided with him in a blink of an eye, then watched him jump up again, smashing him with a knife. Then the Qinglong Yanyue Sword turned into an afterimage of an arc, and the broken limbs and arms flew up at the same time.

Blood mist instantly enveloped the battlefield.

The spears of his guard also instantly pierced the bodies of Mongolian cavalry one by one.

In their way, His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting upright in the chariot, went forward, and the four-horse chariot directly ran over the dead bodies of the Mongolian cavalry...

The militia around were almost crazy.

This spectacular scene made them completely forget everything. Everyone's blood was surging. They all rushed forward. The spearmen picked up their spears, the musketeers inserted bayonets, and even the artillerymen pulled out their knives. They didn't even have a knife to directly get clothes and wrap the shells...

This one is as powerful as swing.

They rushed forward like a group of crazy beasts, ignoring death and rushing towards the Mongolian cavalry ahead.

The latter collapsed instantly...

So scared.

Really frightened.

They could fight normally with the First Mixed Association. Although it was difficult to cause damage to the latter, as long as they always circled like this, the latter's ammunition would eventually be exhausted. At that time, the guns and cannons were useless, so they could naturally attack. This is also the main method of cavalry against infantry. Playing the game is a truly veteran. From being able to fight with ordinary mercenaries to now, he knew very well what he should do, including the Mongolian cavalry under his command.

They are not afraid of such battles.

But suddenly a group of steel monsters rushed out, and there was a demon inside that was obviously not a human being. What happened?

This is a fart.

Run away now!

The remaining 1,500 cavalrymen turned around and ran without hesitation.

At the same time, the cavalry battalion of the First Mixed Association attacked, and the cavalry with a short spear and a sword on the horse rushed straight to the fleeing enemy.

Then shoot bullets at the distance of the face.

Immediately afterwards, their swords also pierced the bodies of enemies.

All the infantry behind them also inserted bayonets and charged towards the fleeing enemy.

Yang Feng led His Majesty the Emperor and his 300 Guards to continue to move forward, constantly knocking over and trampling the Mongolian cavalry in front of him. The Mongolian cavalry that was cut by them was quickly surrounded by the surging militia, stabbed by countless spears, slashed by swords, and even hit the shells, and fell down by countless big feet. The militia, who had been completely awakened from blood, trampling their enemies under their feet, just like their ancestors more than two hundred years ago, trampled their enemies under their feet on the land they had captured for them.

"Master!"

Chen Hong and others who had already rushed out of the forest met Yang Feng.

The blood-colored man Yang looked at the cotton coat with the Qingzhang Team logo on him in confusion.

"Which team are you from?"

He asked.

"Returning to the Grand Marshal, Chen Hong, a member of the sixth team of Qingzhang County, was in the Qingzhang County. When he was in the Qingzhang, the captain and other team members were killed in battle, leaving only one subordinate. These were the militias who participated in the war at the beginning."

"Okay, all good comrades. Keep following me and let's go straight to Hefei!"

Yang Feng said.

After saying that, he walked to the Emperor's chariot and pulled out the military flag on the other side.

There are two flags on this chariot, one is the emperor's flag and the other is the flag with very symbolic significance.

"You get in the car and hold this flag!"

Yang Feng handed it to Chen Hong.

The latter took it excitedly, then boarded the chariot, and glanced at the emperor in surprise.

His Majesty the Emperor nodded and smiled.

Chen Hong didn't bother to salute him anymore. He stood in Yang Feng's position and waved the flag in his hand excitedly.

Yang Damao dragged the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and continued to rush towards the enemy. Liu Fu and Chang Li led the remaining thirty militias and followed them, but they actually didn't need to fight. Yang Damao basically would not leave any enemy that could still move in front. What they needed to do was to see if there were still those who were dead and stab them. Then the chariot among them carried His Majesty the Emperor over the dead bodies, and His Majesty the Emperor continued to sit upright in the bumps.

Liu Hong was beside him continued to waving the flag.

Around them are heavy cavalry rushing forward, and outside are militias all over the mountains...

And the number is still increasing. Next to them is Chuhe River. At this time, the climate was not yet as cold as the late Ming Dynasty, even Taihu Lake was frozen. Chuhe River could be open to small sampans all year round below Guheji. At this time, the militia area had a complete beacon and alarm system. The entire Quanjiao and even some Chuzhou, as well as the militia in the south and prefectures, were constantly coming.

Even if I travel from Quanjiao County, it will only take a few hours to get here by boat.

This area is already a densely populated area, and Quanjiao County alone has nearly 100,000 militias.

The militia quickly increased to more than 40,000, plus the First Mixed Association, followed their commander and emperor and marched towards Hefei seventy miles away.

In front of them were fleeing cavalry.

The two thousand Northern cavalry, mainly Mongolian mercenaries, fled from the battlefield less than a thousand, and all became frightened birds.

They fled to Hefei in chaos like a driven duck.

As for their commander...

"Master, my subordinates arrested an official."

Liu Fu and Chang Li dragged Zhou Bingbei to Yang Feng. After all, the poor Zhou Bingbei was not the Mongolian cavalry who were good at riding horses. He was caught by the cavalry battalion because he ran too slowly and was pierced through the ribs and fell off his horse with a sword. The cavalry didn't care about his life or death and rushed over directly. Then he was lying there waiting to die. He happened to be met by Liu Fu and others who had finished the knife.

"Zhou Qing, I don't want to meet here."

His Majesty the Emperor said with a smile.

The latter was the censor before, and His Majesty the Emperor could obviously still recognize it.

"Jie Zhou, you Jie Zhou!"

Zhou Bingbei cursed his former emperor with a dying voice.

"When I was Yao and Shun, were you loyal? You were corrupt and abused the law, deceived the king and the emperor, and poisoned the people. Have you ever had a trace of loyalty? Since you regarded me as Jie and Zhou, then I would learn from Jie and Zhou and hang this rebel who killed the king and made a rebellion behind the car."

His Majesty the Emperor shouted.

The militia were still giving face. At Yang Feng's gaze, they quickly dragged Zhou Bingbei behind the chariot and tied it up with a rope.

"Walk!"

His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand forward.

The car drove four horses immediately. The chariot continued to move forward surrounded by militias. Of course, Zhou Bingbei, who was seriously injured, could not stand. Then he fell to the ground. As the chariot dragged forward, he screamed from time to time during the dragging, but the screams became weaker and weaker, and soon disappeared completely. However, no one paid attention to him. The chariot went straight to Hefei along the official road, and the young and strong people around who were originally under the control of the gentry quickly understood the changes in the situation and rushed out excitedly with various weapons.

Of course not to fight.

They had been watching the liberated area from the side for a long time and now it was finally their turn to come here, so of course they quickly picked up their weapons and joined.

There were even many people who rushed towards the gentry mansions with weapons.

However, there are not many gentry in this area, and they all hide in Hefei City. The ones they stay at home are all the sluts in charge.

The dog-legged one is even more hateful.

So soon these people in the mansion were dragged out and became the target of crazy beatings on the side of the road.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting upright in the chariot, dragged his former censor, watched the scene of the unruly people on the road waving their flails and smashing their legs like threshing, and continued to drive towards his Luzhou City...

(I was sick yesterday, my headache was split, and I only recovered today)
Chapter completed!