After Ouyang Dongyuan left crying, Yang Feng carried his cannons, led more than 300,000 Beijing camps and militias, like the Night King with a large army of corpses and ghouls, sweeping forward in a mighty manner.

Then continue to grow stronger.

Ouyang Dongfeng chose to escape without hesitation...

If you don't run, you'll get a cannon.

He didn't want to be the next Yuan Guochen. In fact, before him, Chengtian's officials had almost run away.

These officials are all self-aware. In the years when Chengtian court existed, they have always been the core of this court. After Yang Feng arrived, no matter how he calculated, they were all fortresses. If he didn't run away, he would be dead. No matter how he saved his life first.

In short, facing the army of Yang Xiangguo, Chengtian still opened the city without blood. To be precise, it was originally open.

But his steps did not stop in Chengtian, but continued to move forward like a harvester that drove away the field mice, driving the gentry from all over the country, forcing them to embark on the road to leave their hometown. The latter cried and cursed and abandoned his homeland, following the escaped Mei Guozhen and others, fantasizing about gaining a harbor ahead.

But unfortunately, this is really not.

Immediately afterwards, Yicheng opened the city without blood, Xiangyang opened the city without blood, Xinye, Dengzhou opened the city without blood, and there was no city ahead of Yangfeng to resist. All the cities opened the city gates, and the unruly people carnival to welcome the prime minister.

The gentry ran away crying and howled.

Mei Guozhen's army was also fleeing, shrinking like a snowman walking in spring.

The soldiers who were not interested in escaping with them did not have to worry about being executed by artillery. At first, they just didn't understand it and were carried by them. However, as they moved forward, they quickly woke up, kept leaving their team, and then turned around to surrender to the Red Turban Army.

Although there were also those escaping gentry supplements, they were still mostly separated from them.

This war of escaping and chasing ended with the arrival of the Spring Festival, and Yang Xiangguo finally stopped in Nanyang.

Mei Guozhen led 10,000 remnants, and the number of people unknown, but there should be no less than 20,000 gentry, special types, and college students who were fooled and fooled, walked into Guanzhong on Wuguan Road. Because the water transportation ended, Yang Xiangguo, who was unable to provide logistics, did not continue to pursue. At this point, Huguang completely fell into the hands of Yang Xiangguo. This resistance was ended with constant surrender in recent years.

Then……

"Do you still want to resist?"

Yang Feng looked at Fang Congzhe in front of him and said.

"Who dares to resist the prime minister's military forces?"

Fang Congzhe said sadly.

He resisted nothing!

He has a total of tens of thousands of new troops in his hands, and they are basically on the Eastern Front. He can't even stand the Red Turban Army in Xuzhou, let alone this side.

He is a very realistic person.

"That's surrender?"

Yang Feng said.

"What can you do if Fang surrenders? If you still carry this cannon, do you think that the gentry in Henan will surrender honestly?"

"I understand. If I don't bring cannons, they will surrender. If I bring cannons, they will resist. But I like to carry cannons. And I also built a special cannon cart for this cannon, which can advance normally on land, so they will lose their hearts!"

Yang Feng said proudly.

As he spoke, he pointed behind him, where there was a steel monster with a steam-era style. On this monster, his giant cannon pointed to the sky.

You should know that his giant mortar cannon is heavier than the emperor's. In fact, the total weight is as high as eight tons. This weight has no mobility when it leaves the waterway. Even if it can be installed on wheels, no ground can withstand this tonnage. The dirt roads in various places cannot hold on. Therefore, Yang Xiangguo's special cannon truck can only use dedicated tracks like trains. At this moment, next to him are militias laying tracks. They constantly consolidate the land ahead, then lay sleepers, and then lay forged railway tracks.

The giant cannon truck with a total weight of more than ten tons was pulled by a group of old oxen, and went forward little by little along the rails through the specially made wrought iron wheels below.

After it passed, the militia removed the tracks and continued to assemble them forward.

It’s not that Yang Feng doesn’t want to build railways, but that the current high-quality wrought iron production capacity is insufficient. The Ming Dynasty’s steel production is indeed very high at present, but in fact, it is mainly pig iron, and the production capacity of cooked iron, especially Sugang, is still limited.

And the rails need truly high-quality wrought iron.

Even the ones he uses now have to be replaced due to deformation, and all parts are manufactured regardless of cost.

It can be said that the current steel industry cannot support a real railway.

The total length of the section he is now only 100 meters long, and this cannon truck is constantly disassembling and assembling on this 100-meter-long railway.

However, he can repair a wooden track in the future, but this is not considered for the time being. After all, his north-south freight has not reached this point.

Fang Congzhe looked at the giant cannon slowly moving forward in depression...

"Prince, why do you have to do this? Now the overall situation is indeed determined. Even if they resist, they can't change anything.

But, if you have to forgive others, why can’t you give them a way out?

If the Prime Minister gives them a way out, Fang can guarantee that all the four northern provinces will surrender to the Prime Minister within one month. But if the Prime Minister insists on their lives, they can't sit still and wait for death. Even if they know they are defeated, they will inevitably have to resist to the end. At that time, the Prime Minister will have to spend time and have to pay more extra financial resources, and even cause more casualties. The Prime Minister claims to respect life, so why can't he give them a chance to reform?

What the prime minister wants is just to divide the land, and they will no longer resist now.

Even if the prime minister asks them to pay taxes, they will no longer resist.

Then why do you have to take their lives?”

Fang Congzhe said.

"Do you think what I want is to divide the land?"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Then he walked to the cannon truck and boarded the cannon truck directly.

"Look at this picturesque country and look at these hard-working people."

He stood there and pointed ahead and said.

It was already spring at this time. He was north of Tangzhou, and it was the end of the water transport from south to north. However, in fact, the boat could still go to Sheqidian, but his giant cannon could not even reach water transport, so he could only change it to land in Tangzhou. In front of him was the vast Nanyang Basin, a fertile land of early spring, and behind him was the Tang Henan River flowing, and then vaguely visible to the distance, the scenery was still good.

Around the cannon cart are countless busy militiamen, one by one doing their own work with enthusiasm, just like a group of ants pushing candy, allowing the huge cannon cart to slowly move forward.

"We have the largest population, the richest land, and the oldest historical heritage in the world. We are the best nation in the world. But why are we still constantly bullied, even conquered, and invaded by foreign races? The Five Barbarians Rebellion in the north became a Qiuxu, the Jingkang Rebellion in the Central Plains were in ruins, and Hu Yuan invaded and enslaved for a hundred years. Although Emperor Taizu Gao and others rose up to expel the Tartars and restore China, they could no longer restore the land of the Han and Tang dynasties, and they could not even go out of Jiayuguan.

We also have to build the Great Wall to stop the Hu people from moving south.

After Emperor Taizu and Chengzu, they were constantly humiliated by the barbarians. Even Altan Khan could attack the capital, and in the end they had to rely on the Yi Dian to guard the border.

Why is this?

Why did we, who once explored the Western Regions and became the Five Barbarians in the Han Dynasty, become like this?

Because there is something that binds us.

There is something that binds our hands and feet, corrupts our blood, imprisons our courage, weakens our strength, and even tries to tame our blood into slavery, and transforms a obviously most powerful nation into a bully now. The barbarians in the north attack the south, the Jurchens in Liaodong cause rebellion, Myanmar in the southwest dare to attack, and even the Japanese dare to invade. Now even the pirate gangs of thousands of people in Taixi dare to loot.

If we don’t clean up this kind of thing from us, sooner or later, we will really become slaves and proud.

Those people in Datong said that I want to destroy Confucianism and destroy your Taoist tradition.

Yes, that's what I'm going to do.

You are the thing that I want to clean up. Your theory that is born for slavery is to clean up.

Dividing the fields?

Dividing the fields is just the first step.

The land is divided just to let the people get rid of their attachment to you first and become free people who can survive without relying on you. Only when their personal freedom can their thoughts be free and they will think about the evil of your things.

Now I am about to complete the first step, so then the second step is to clean all of you Confucian scholars, just like cleaning a room, burning the dirt-making things first, burning them clean without leaving any of them, and then doing the third step, cleaning the remaining aged dirt and changing into a brand new set of furniture.

Do you understand?"

Yang Feng stood beside his cannon and said arrogantly.

"I understand, I understand."

Fang Congzhe said with some difficulty.

I have to say that Yang Xiangguo has completely tear off his disguise and revealed his true face.

"So, why should I accept their surrender and give them leniency? What I want is not the distribution of land, what I want is to clean them. Dividing land is just a means of cleaning. Whether they are willing to divide the land is not important to me, and whether they are willing to pay taxes is not important to me.

Without them, it is important to me.”

Yang Feng said.

Fang Congzhe stood there silently, watching the cannon cart moving again.

Most of the parts are monsters with steel, as if they exuded an unknown sense of evil, and it was really like a demon. On it, it pointed to the cannons that pointed diagonally at the sky, and Yang Feng standing next to the cannon, as if it was Yang Feng's original form. He was like a demon who turned into a human form, and at this moment he truly took off his disguise and showed his true appearance...
Chapter completed!