The problem Yang Feng faced at this time was that he had to cross the wide West Chang'an Street.

On this street where there is no cover and tens of thousands of Qing troops are waiting for battle, he will be bombarded by no less than one hundred cannons of various caliber. Without the help of Xiaoqian, this super plug-in, he thought it would be difficult for him to avoid so many cannons at close range. After all, he could not determine the ballistics of the shells within 0:00 seconds, or determine the accurate direction of the muzzle based on the center line of the cannon.

What's more, there are tens of thousands of shotguns there.

Without the protection of the whole body of titanium alloy heavy armor, these things also have certain lethality to him.

Since that's the case, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Yang Feng was at this time at the time at Xuanwumen Nei Street and Zhengyangmen Nei Street, which is the Imperial Street that leads directly to Tiananmen. In addition, West Chang'an Street, it belongs to the territory of the Inner City, which is all the city walls of the Inner City to the west. To the west of the imperial city to Fuchengmen Nei Street is the territory of the Inner City. Because of the barriers between the streets and the efforts to extinguish the fire, the fire was limited to the Inner City. Obviously, this is not possible. If you want to burn it, you will burn it more happily. If you forcefully break into the Imperial City, you will have to face dense cannons. However, if you set fires everywhere in the inner city, you will not encounter any danger. The dense courtyards and official residences of this city are like mazes, which will immunize him to all the cannons, and those courtyard walls cannot stop him.

What is the best way to travel through the maze?

Smash a straight line in the maze and cross it!

In this way, he turned his head to the northwest with a torch with great enthusiasm, and walked across the countless buildings that were raging with fire. Whether it was a wall or a house in front, he was just a kick, and walked into the inner street of Xuanwumen like a rhino.

There are no defenders here.

But it's all about putting out fires.

Countless bannermen, men, women, young and old, were striving to put out the fire in various ways to prevent the fire from burning across the streets. Then, Yang Feng was like a demon god, carrying a burning beam from the fire.

"Stop him!"

An official who was directing the fire to put out the fire instantly understood the monster's intentions and then shouted in horror.

The next moment, the beam of the room roared and instantly slapped him down.

Then Yang Feng took two steps to him, picked up the beam of the house, collapsed the courtyard wall in front, and rushed straight into a luxurious mansion behind him. The beam of the house with a raging fire was unceremoniously inserted into the nearest room. When he pulled it out again, flames immediately jumped out of the house, and then Yang Feng rushed to another room and stuck the beam in again.

Only then was an old guy wearing a python patch instructing the slave to rush out.

Yang Feng didn't even look at the slaves. He held the beam and jumped up like a monkey brother to fall into the air. The python was instantly photographed. Before the slaves could react, he had already jumped up and crossed the roof again. While setting fire, he continued to move forward and quickly rushed out of the burning mansion, passed through a relatively narrow street, entered the territory of the Red Flag Inlaid, and set fire all the way forward. Not long after, the fire spread across the Red Flag Inlaid. After running to Prince Jian's mansion and setting fire, he turned around and burned to the northeast to Gangwa City.

Poor Qing army in the city followed him desperately to chase and block him, but could not stop him from moving forward at all. Not to mention the complex environment in the city, even if they really went outside to fight in the field, they could not stop this monster!

What's more, the Qing army had to put out the fire.

This is so burning that it is all their family, their property, their wives and children are calling them in the flames!

After Yang Feng ordered another Beile Mansion next to Gangwa City, he suddenly turned west again. Amid the curses of the Qing army pursuing him, he burned all the way to the Prince's Mansion of Shuncheng County. When the Qing army was chasing him with great fire, the monster suddenly turned north and flew north into the territory of Zhenghongqi.

Poor that the entire Western Sanqi asked him to order it.

It can be said that the flames were lit in half of the inner city of Beijing. The flagists who were extinguishing the fire were screaming in horror, running on the chaotic and crowded streets, carrying buckets, basins, and carrying few water dragons. They desperately traveled back and forth between the wells and used a pulley to lift a bucket of well water. While cursing the ones who killed that day, they also saved the disaster he created. But it was obvious that they were futile and could not solve Yang Feng's situation, they would be useless no matter how they tried.

After all, he can continue to click.

Just like a naughty boy playing with fire, Yang Feng kept setting fires in this ancient city with a kind of simple happiness. After lighting Prince Guo’s Mansion, he turned east and suddenly turned southeast to burn into Prince Zhuang’s Mansion.

It was already night now.

"Are you Shuosai's little boy?"

Yang Feng sat upright in the main hall, beating the roasted pig while asking the middle-aged man standing beside him.

"Return to the immortal talk, the great-grandfather of the little Mian class, was the sixteenth prince of the Saint-ancestor Emperor Kangxi, and the descendant of Shuose, so the Saint-Chapter asked the little-grandfather to attack Prince Zhuang's title."

The latter said humbly.

Mianke doesn't care about anything else now. This monster killed dozens of carefully selected slaves under him in the blink of an eye, several of whom were martial arts masters. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and kowtowed to beg for mercy, he would have been smashed into meat pie at this time. He quickly served him and coaxed the monster away.

"Ah, you are the seed of Kang Mazi!"

Yang Feng said.

Mianke continues to accompany her smiling face.

At this time, a domestic slave came in and hesitated there while hesitating.

Yang Feng glared.

"Dog slave, I didn't see the gods eating. I'll say anything quickly!"

Mianke shouted immediately.

"Reply to the master's words, the people from the infantry commander's yamen outside asked for a visit and ask..."

The slave looked at Yang Feng tremblingly and said.

"When I go back, tell them, don't you see the fire in the mansion put out? As for the gods, they have left and headed north, they are all very busy, hurry up and do whatever they should do!"

Mianke said.

"God, do you think this is OK?"

Then he asked Yang Feng humbly.

"You are a good slave!"

Yang Feng patted the dog's head with his own hands and said.

After saying that, he stood up, Mianke quickly handed over the towel. Yang Feng wiped his hand oil and moved his arms very well. His body was obviously not good. If he supplemented his nutrition properly, his combat effectiveness could be improved. In addition, he didn't like this appearance, at least it was too far from the handsome standard. Of course, this is all to be solved in the future. After eating and drinking, he walked out swaggeringly and walked to the slaves of Prince Zhuang's mansion who were putting out the fire. In the latter's trembling eyes, he carried a pillar burning on the top and hummed a song and walked northward.

Seeing him leaving, Mianke wiped his cold sweat and shook his eyes at the slave.

The slave nodded knowingly and left quickly.

However, they did not know that after leaving Prince Zhuang's Mansion, Yang Feng immediately threw the pillar and ran to the imperial city with the help of the cover of night. Prince Zhuang's Mansion was separated from the northwest corner of the imperial city by a street, and this was not the focus of the Qing army's defense. From here, there were some messy institutions such as the Imperial Horse Prison in the imperial city, and there were still a series of seas in the Xiyuan area between them! The Qing army did not think that he would enter the imperial city from here. This could be said to be the farthest place from the imperial city. He would definitely not be able to fly over the wide water surface of the three seas. The circumference of the imperial city was eighteen miles long. How could they line up every place with soldiers?

However, they didn't know that there was something Yang Feng loved the most here.

"Luckily, the mites didn't change the place!"

Taking advantage of the Qing army's negligence in preventing the rapid crossing of the wall, Yang Feng directly touched a warehouse in the imperial city and stood in front of one of the doors and said with satisfaction.

There are three big characters on the door.

Gathering library.

This is Xishiku, the most important warehouse in the imperial city, stocking up countless supplies, including armor and weapons, money, cloth and even painted leather. The storage warehouse is...

gunpowder.

"Hongli, what should I say about you? More than 100,000 kilograms of gunpowder are piled in my imperial city. Aren't you afraid that someone will light it for you one day?"

While muttering, the guy pushed open the door that had broken the lock and walked in. Behind him were the killed guards. In front of him were buckets of gunpowder piled up like mountains of gunpowder. He picked up a bucket and punched the wall of the bucket, letting the gunpowder spill out, sprinkle it under the pile of gunpowder, and then smashed more than twenty buckets one after another, allowing the gunpowder to fall to the ground and mix it with the pile of gunpowder. Then he picked up the bucket with satisfaction and dripped it backwards. Fifty kilograms of gunpowder spilled out more than ten meters, but it was obvious that this was not safe. The explosion range of this thing was very large. He didn't want to explode before he ran to a safe enough distance, so he went in and reported another bucket, and finally spilled it out a total of thirty meters. Then he took out a fire note he had taken at Prince Zhuang's mansion, and blew it without hesitation, and then threw it into the gunpowder under his feet.

The gunpowder suddenly burned and moved forward quickly.

Yang Feng ran without hesitation.

It can be said that he ran eastward at the fastest he could achieve, and the burning fire of gunpowder behind him was moving forward rapidly in the darkness.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Feng, who had jumped to the North Sea, saw that it was bright everywhere. He didn't even look at it, and rushed into the water. The next moment he saw that the top of his head seemed to be stormed. The calm water surface suddenly surged to the right in the light. It was vaguely seen that the trees on the shore were reflected by the fiery red light, and even the trees were looming towards this side as if they were storms. Then a huge and dull explosion sound hit his eardrums in the water. A stream of smoke and dust like a wall in the woods on the shore instantly submerged all the trees. The next moment, the gravel fell densely into the water of the North Sea like a rainstorm, and even a stone hit his head, but after the buffering of the lake water, it did not cause any harm to him.

At this time, Yang Feng was extremely glad that he did not stay outside to enjoy the spectacular scene.
Chapter completed!