"Kill, kill all these unruly people!"

Han Zhongyong yelled like crazy.

They never expected the situation to collapse in this way anyway.

one person……

No, it's a demon.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why these weak and obedient citizens suddenly turned into crazy beasts. They must be monsters. That monster must be monsters. He is like the legend, and he will use his invisible and colorless demon atmosphere to make people fall into madness, and then let him drive him like a walking corpse.

Absolutely, nothing can be explained other than that.

This is what he did in the capital, this is what he did in Yingtian, and this is what he did in all the cities he captured.

There is no more virtuous people when passing through the demonic atmosphere.

The demon realm is shrouded in it, and it all turns into demon soldiers.

Too scary!

The heavens are in trouble, and this monster is born, and the prosperity of Wanli Master is gone like this.

No, there are them, and those warriors who would rather die than surrender. They want to eliminate the demons and protect the Tao, protect the sect with blood, and let the light of the righteous path dispel the demon atmosphere.

In front of him, a reinforced barracks were hurriedly arranged, and in front of them was a waterway that stretched across. Although the waterways here were useless, they were still a support, especially these waterways were lower than the streets, forming a trench-like defense line. The waterways that went south were in contact with bridges on the intersection. At this time, along the two sides of the waterways that went south were swarming with ever-winning troops, and in the middle was a vast fleet. You can see a figure like a god descending to earth standing on a ship in the distance.

Above this person's head, a big banner flies, showing a strange sign in the morning glow.

The sound of drums and military horns echoed between the buildings on both sides of the strait, and there were also countless cheers, mixed with vague sounds of opera.

This exaggerated scene shocked the foreign soldiers.

"Open fire and kill that demon!"

Han Zhongyong yelled.

Of course he understood who that figure was.

At this time, most of the foreign soldiers could understand some languages.

The turtledove guns they set up in their hands immediately opened fire, and dense bullets shot towards the body.

Thick wooden boards on those small boats were instantly raised. These were not wooden boards like shield cars. The latter had to consider whether the soldiers could push them. However, this was on the boat, and there was no need to care about the weight at all. As long as it was not pressed down, it was enough. So these wooden boards were even stacked with several layers of door panels, and then wet quilts and so on...

There are even iron plates.

Even the bullets of this thing cannot be penetrated even by the turtle dove gun.

Even if it can be penetrated, it is basically powerless, but there are actually sandbags on the boat.

Such small boats transform into armored warships, and they are densely packed with waterways to move south, forming countless protections, just like a continuous fish scale array.

The bullets of the turtledove gun are useless.

The huge fleet continued to guard the golden armored god behind him and headed south...

It is actually silver, but at this time the morning glow turns it into a brilliant golden color.

"Cannon, push the cannon over!"

Han Zhongyong yelled.

But it's too late.

Because the fleet heading south was entering the waterway that stretched across them, and then all the boats were close together. The originally erected wooden boards were put down and the boatmen on the boat were protected below. The original water surface turned into a large road with wooden boards, and the long poles extending from the wooden boards continued to push the boat forward, and the floating road slowly hit the embankment.

The foreign soldiers continued to shoot with the turtledove gun in panic. Bullets of this distance splashed debris on the wooden board.

But it's useless.

Because the golden armored god at the end of the road slowly moved forward...

"Open fire!"

Han Zhongyong shouted in a trembling voice.

The dense bullets continued to shoot at the figure. Such a distance could guarantee that there would be a large number of hits, but he ignored the bullets as if he could not kill them.

"kill!"

He roared angrily.

The next moment he rose into the air with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Then he landed on the boat in front and stepped on the wooden board and soared into the air again...

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is killing the thief!"

...

There were crazy cheers on both sides.

Amid the cheers, he kept rising and falling, stepping on the road made of wooden boards, facing the bullets that kept shooting towards him, and almost reached the end in a blink of an eye. He had soared into the air for the last time, and he smashed into the foreign soldiers like a golden meteor. As soon as he landed, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife swept across, accompanied by a golden arc, and the broken limbs and arms splattered in the blood mist.

"Yang Feng, the Prince of Liaodong, the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, is here. How dare you and Dalit enter China!"

Yang Dashuai yelled.

Then the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand continued to harvest the foreign soldiers.

At the same time, the ever-winning soldiers who had been waiting long ago fell into madness. All the spearmen were holding spears and crashed into two stone bridges. Even the young and strong people behind couldn't wait to rush up the river and charged forward on the road made of small boats like Yang Dashen. The soldiers who had been stunned also collapsed in an instant. Facing Yang Feng, there was nothing that could not collapse. In their eyes, the figure who swung the long sword as if it was a harvester, was really the arrival of a demon god.

The only thing left in their minds is the idea of ​​escaping.

Escape from this terrifying enemy.

During the escape of the foreign soldiers, the ever-winning army, which rushed past two stone bridges, completed a breakthrough on the south bank in a blink of an eye, and the dense spear forest swept towards the foreign soldiers.

The foreign soldiers who had completely lost their will to resist ran away like crazy.

Han Zhongyong, who was commanding behind them, looked at this scene as stupidly, and fleeing soldiers flocked by his side.

Then the pursued Changsheng Army also swarmed by his side.

But no one attacked him.

He just kept a stunned state until the figure that had turned blood appeared in front of him...

"Those who collude with foreign races and violate our Ming Dynasty will be killed without mercy!"

Suddenly there was a roar.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword that also turned blood fell into the air.

He instinctively raised his arms, and then he turned into splashing flesh and blood at a high speed of more than 100 kilograms of steel.

After completing this attack, Yang Dashen finally regained his magical powers. He just wanted to keep them in a state of madness and always let them not consider anything except fighting, especially not afraid of death. To put it simply, he was responsible for keeping these soldiers and young men in a state dominated by adrenaline.

He stepped on the dead bodies of the foreign soldiers everywhere, and to be precise, he returned to the river surface and back to his ship.

The boatmen of the boats in front were drilled out from under the wooden board again, and even the bands before drilled out, and they were not even injured or killed. The effect of the earth tank was still OK to resist the turtledove gun bullets, and then the drums and trumpets sounded again. The boats continued to guard the Grandmaster, turned into the east-west waterway and then went east. Wherever they passed, the young and strong men who had just witnessed the Grandmaster's battle scene rushed to the fleeing enemies in a more crazier posture.

Yang Dashuai's boat soon turned into the southward waterway not far away.

At this moment, the entire Suzhou City was already dominated by the fanatical force he led. Even those blocks he had not passed by, the young and strong and the ever-winning army began to attack, including the bastion garrisons outside the city, and the city gates controlled by the ever-winning army also poured in, and a full-scale attack on the rebels began.

The whole city was in war.

As for the rebels...

Convention Hall.

“Retreat, retreat immediately!”

Li Sicheng said without hesitation.

"Where to retreat?"

Yao Ximeng asked.

At this time, all of them were already panicked...

Yang Feng's appearance almost destroyed their confidence in an instant.

The devil's undefeated record is more terrifying than anything else, not to mention that when he came, their fragile spirits could not be resisted at all.

"Go to Songjiang, our reinforcements will go to Shanghai."

The Portuguese officer next to him said.

"Your reinforcements?"

Li Sicheng said in confusion.

"The council hired by the council and will continue to hire new recruits in Goa this year, with 3,000 people arriving on the first batch of merchant ships heading north. They should have arrived on Zhoushan, but now Zhoushan is occupied by pirates, they are changed to Shanghai. We can go to Shanghai, and then continue to resist there and wait for the follow-up. There are many brothers there, who can arm them. Next, there will be merchant ships with new recruits, and we can turn it into a resistance base.

His Majesty the Emperor of Guangzhou will never forget our loyalty.

We are fighting for His Majesty the Emperor, and he will send troops to support us. There are many armies in Guangdong and Fujian, and there are also resistance troops in the north. Our merchant ships can transport them from the north to the south.

Everyone, we are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and our loyalty will be rewarded."
To be continued...