Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 24 Undead Legion
Dragon Pond.

"Kill the clear demon!"

"Kill the clear demon!"

……

The roar of 13,000 Ming troops resounded through the sky.

Opposite them were the Qing troops arrayed in formation...

Bolo had no choice but to fight!
Although he theoretically occupied Zhenjiang, with its fortified walls and numerous heavy artillery pieces, these were completely meaningless against a demon that could fly, drop bombs, summon divine punishment, and release miasma. Furthermore, this demon could also deceive the people, making it impossible to defend Zhenjiang. If this demon were to reach Zhenjiang and fly in directly to open the city gates, everything would be over.

The Ming army was pouring in from outside and the people were rebelling inside. At that time, Bolo knew very well that he would definitely be the next Nikan.

There is still a glimmer of hope to fight back.

After all, it's convenient to run away.

Li Ruitai's choice in Lishui was correct, but he was wrong in underestimating the shamelessness of this demon.

You are a demon, yet you still lie?

You can crush others, but you still use tricks to deceive others?

shameless!

Amid the soldiers' roars, Emperor Taizu Gao, sitting on the rhinoceros's back, raised his right hand.

The roar stopped instantly.

At the same time, the Fang Tian Hua Ji appears automatically.

The Qing troops opposite him watched this scene in fear.

These are actually the surrendered Ming troops. The first row of cannon fodder certainly cannot be the Eight Banners. Bolo's tactics are no different from Nikan's, that is, let the surrendered Ming troops take the damage in the front, the Eight Banners Manchus supervise the battle, and then the Eight Banners Han troops and Mongolians prevent the surrendered Ming troops from escaping on the flanks. The terrain here is the same as Caishiji, with the Yangtze River on one side and mountains and forests on the other.

If you want to run, you can only go to the mountains and forests.

However, the Eight Banners Han army and Mongolian troops lined up on the flanks to block the possibility of advancing into the mountains and forests.

Those who don’t want to enter the Yangtze River can only move forward.

This is also a standard tactic.

After all, the number of Manchus in the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty is limited, but the cannon fodder of the surrendered Ming army is unlimited.

Recruit again after all the enemies are killed.

If that doesn't work, we can also conscript men.

There are still a lot of old generals and gentry in the north waiting to serve the Qing Dynasty!
"Where did all these people surrender to the Qing demons?"

Yang Feng asked.

There were so many surrenders that he couldn't tell them apart.

Liu Liangzuo and others are just famous, but in fact, almost all the Ming soldiers who did not flee surrendered as the Qing army marched south.

"Replying to Master Taizu, these rebels are in chaos. The leader is Zhang Tianlu. There are also Li Qifeng, Han Shangliang and others who were originally subordinates of Shi Ge. Shi Ge led them to defend Yangzhou, but they surrendered when the Qing invaders marched south. There are also Li Chengdong, Yang Chengzu and others who were subordinates of Gao Jie. They surrendered to the Qing invaders after Gao Jie's death and followed them to attack Yangzhou."

Said the eunuch serving beside him.

"Are these also from the Yangzhou massacre?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Replying to Grandpa Taizu, these are all mine."

The eunuch said.

"All of these must be killed, but first let them train for me!
attack! "

Yang Feng pointed the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand forward.

The war drums behind him sounded immediately, and the Ming army began to move forward. The quick version of the formation was very simple, with musket phalanxes and spear phalanxes arranged at intervals. One hundred households counted as one phalanx, and there were six rows in total. In addition, there were three rows of musketeers in front of the spear phalanxes, but these used flintlock rifles, while the others used matchlock rifles. As for the matchlock rifles, the models were relatively diverse. In addition to the dove guns, there were also some large-caliber bird guns.

After all, they were all captured.

In just over a month, not many flintlock rifles could be produced.

Advancing alongside them were still the chariots of the eunuch gunners.

They are used to replace cannons, sniping the enemy artillery and reducing the damage of the enemy artillery to the soldiers. Although Yang Feng has a lot of cannons, he still has to rely on these eunuch gunners in the short term. After all, it is a bit hasty to quickly train artillery in more than a month.

Soon they came into the range of the Qing army's artillery.

Of course, it also came into the sniper range of those eunuch gunmen.

The two sides began to exchange long-range fire.

Qing artillerymen were constantly being sniped and killed, and shells from Qing artillery occasionally landed among the Ming troops. Although most of them missed, any hit was enough to cause considerable damage. However, the Ming army's formation did not waver in the slightest. Everyone continued to advance in formation to the sound of drums. The reinforcements following behind quickly advanced to make up for the losses, and the cavalry formed a formation and followed on both wings.

The formation stretching across the river bank advanced like a wall.

Some of the Qing troops on the opposite side had already fled, but were immediately shot and killed by the supervising team.

The rest could only watch in fear from behind their chariots and barricades.

Then the Portuguese on the Qing chariots opened fire.

But it's of no use.

The Ming army didn't care about casualties at all. You can attack me however you want. I will just form a formation and move forward. As long as I get within close range of your face, all the muskets on this side will fire at me.

Then the Qing army continued its chaotic attack.

Bows, muskets, three-barreled muskets—all sorts of weapons were unleashed. Ming casualties indeed began to mount, but the formation continued to advance steadily. Meanwhile, more and more Qing troops fled. Although the Eight Banners Manchus at the rear shot them without hesitation, given enough deserters, some would always escape. Behind the Ming formation, the Emperor Taizu Gao was casting a spell. The wounded Ming soldiers, no matter how severe their injuries, instantly recovered after the Emperor's spell. They howled and chased after the formation, rejoining it. Those within the formation, watching their wounded comrades recover, perked up even more, ignoring the whistling bullets and the arrows aimed at them...

That could have been ignored.

After all, the Ming army was not without armor, in fact, they were all high-quality armor.

Arrows are useless.

Small-caliber bird gun bullets and small-sized shotgun shells could not penetrate it.

There is a resurrection point at the back, and the firepower of this era is simply unable to suppress it. The fanatical soldiers of course move forward bravely. Besides, not many will die anyway. Unless they are directly blown to pieces by artillery shells, most of them will be hit by a few bullets. Although this kind of injury will definitely kill them, the problem is that there is Taizu behind them.

Even if he only had one breath left, he was revived to full health in an instant after being cast a spell by Grandpa Taizu.

Like an undead army.

It has to be said that the Qing army was really desperate facing such an opponent.

We have to admit that the Qing Dynasty still had a certain strength at that time. Facing such an enemy, we were able to maintain our formation and fight.

However, the pressure from the advance of the Ming army was increasing, and more and more people were fleeing. Even the Eight Banners Manchu suppression had begun to lose sight of the big picture. Some people who were forced into a corner even started to resist, and the Qing army's formation was disappearing like a sandbank flooded by water.

Until the Ming army reached the chevaux de frise.

Then thousands of gun barrels were aimed at the Qing army at a distance that was barely visible to the naked eye.

The latter could even see the black barrel of the gun.

"boom!"

………The volley was like a thunderbolt.

Amidst the thick smoke, the fifty-gram bullets from the banjiu gun penetrated the chariot's protective wall and killed the Qing troops behind it, while the one or two-gram bullets from the flintlock rifle also penetrated the gaps and firing ports of the chariot, accurately killing the Qing troops behind it.

It's only a dozen meters away. Even a smoothbore gun will hardly miss at this distance. The chariots are not a completely continuous protective wall. In fact, there are wide intervals between them, but they are blocked by chevaux de frise, so that they don't hit the front from a distance. There is a group of auxiliary soldiers following behind the chariots, and they can be shot at will.

What's more, there are muzzles on it, and a smoothbore rifle can easily hit the muzzle at this distance.

After the first round of volleys, the Ming army rushed forward without hesitation, removed the barricades and rushed towards the Qing army formation.

the latter……

The latter has collapsed.

It was a miracle that these Qing troops were able to maintain their formation until the end.

But the main reason was that Emperor Taizu was too stubborn towards the Ming soldiers who had participated in the massacre. Why couldn't he be more lenient? They were just killing common people. Who hadn't been killed in those days? The Jiannu killed them, the government killed them, the bandits killed them, everyone killed them. In times of chaos, the common people were just like pigs and sheep, they could be killed and eaten. Although Yangzhou did kill a lot, that was because the population was already large.

Why can't you forgive us and why do you have to kill us all?

Be tolerant.

Tolerance is a virtue.

So in this situation, they still have some fighting spirit.

Of course, just a little bit.

But at this moment, the former Ming army generals in the Qing army finally had to go up.

Generals, accompanied by their personal guards, repeatedly hacked and slaughtered their fleeing troops, acting as a proxy for the Eight Banner Manchu lords who supervised the battle from behind. Meanwhile, some generals charged the Ming army, attempting to salvage the situation with a counterattack from their personal guards. But this proved futile. The Ming soldiers, brimming with energy, paid no heed to their personal guards. They were just elite troops, and we were targeting them. Protected by phalanxes of spears, the flintlock musketeers, rapidly reloading their ammunition, aimed their rifles at the charging Qing troops and pulled their triggers, sending the elite soldiers crashing to the ground one by one.

However, when they rushed to the front of the Ming army, they were unable to break through the hedgehog-like spears.

He was even stabbed off his horse by a spear.

Some flintlock musketeers simply put on their bayonets under the cover of their spears, bent over and got close to the elite war horses, and stabbed them directly upwards with their bayonets from below.

The servants are good at fighting.

That life for another!

No matter how good you are at fighting, I am not afraid of death. I will face your sword without dodging, and I will shoot you in the face before I am chopped to death by you. In fact, many Ming soldiers fought like this. They rushed into the route of the servants' attack without restraint, faced their galloping horses, and shot bullets in the face before being knocked away.

What are you afraid of?
Later, my great-grandfather will revive me with full health.

Then the elite also began to flee.

The generals would indeed have no way out but death if they fell into the hands of Emperor Taizu Gao, and they were reluctant to give up the wealth and glory they had just gained and flee alone, but these personal soldiers didn't care. It was just desertion in the face of the enemy.

We are professional!

As for the Eight Banners warriors...

They also began to flee without a fight.

The Eight Banners Manchus who were supervising the battle from behind began to retreat first.

The Eight Banner Han army and Mongolians on the flanks also began to retreat.

Their population disadvantage meant they couldn't afford to fight. They didn't dare to fight an enemy they knew they couldn't defeat. They left the fight to the cannon fodder. With only a few tens of thousands of soldiers, how many major battles could the Eight Banners truly fight if they fought tooth and nail? The Eight Banners Manchus only numbered around 60,000, and they'd already lost over 6,000. If they continued to lose more, not only Jiangnan but even the north wouldn't be under their control.

"Fire rockets, all troops retreat!"

Yang Feng said suddenly.

The young eunuch quickly ran to a signal rocket mounted behind him. After lighting the fuse, the rocket shot straight into the sky, quickly reaching high altitude with a sharp whistle, and then exploded into a cloud of red smoke. Within the Ming army on the battlefield, the sound of whistles immediately rang out. These copper whistles were given by Emperor Taizu to lower-level officers to command soldiers. Drums sounded to attack, and whistles sounded to retreat. The soldiers who had been pursuing the enemy quickly stopped at the whistles, looked at the red smoke that had not yet completely dispersed in the sky, and without hesitation followed the officers in retreating.

The Qing army was at a loss.

After all, they are already running away, so what does it mean to stop chasing and withdraw?
Sudden……

"Heavenly punishment, heavenly punishment is coming!"

A clever Qing soldier let out a scream of terror.

Yes.

Divine punishment is coming.

The Qing army looked at the golden figure rising behind the Ming army and instantly fell into complete collapse.

Not only the cannon fodder, but even the Eight Banners Manchus collapsed.

The fear of divine punishment completely destroyed their morale, and everyone desperately ran towards Zhenjiang. In order to escape, the cavalry even continued to hack and kill those who blocked their way, while the infantry continued to shoot at the cavalry and snatch their horses. At this time, even the cannon fodder forgot their fear of the Eight Banner Manchus and even started stabbing them in the back, then snatching their horses. A group of fleeing soldiers even surrounded a group of Eight Banner Mongols and, with unprecedented bravery, quickly knocked them off their horses and fought over their horses.

Even the Han soldiers of the Eight Banners were cursing Bolo as they ran.

This idiot.

Don't you know he will summon divine punishment?
In Zhenjiang City, he could at least consider the people in the city. Running to the wilderness to fight, wouldn't that be like delivering food to him?
What an idiot!
however……

"I just wanted to scare them a little!"

Yang Feng in mid-air said this somewhat innocently.

Of course, if the Qing army did not collapse, then we could really summon divine punishment.

The so-called god obviously enjoyed this kind of thing.

I seriously doubt he's done this kind of thing often before.

The Ming army soldiers below looked up at the sky with anticipation, waiting for Emperor Taizu Gao's big move.

"Put one in. If you don't, it would be a shame to their expectations."

Yang Feng said.

then……

"Wait a minute, how big of an object can I suck up with my Fang Tian Hua Ji?"

He said.

"That place is like another dimension. You can suck up as much as you want, even a mountain. Remember, I am a god, and this is a divine artifact. I can give it whatever abilities I want it to have."

The so-called God answered.

Yang Feng flew to a nearby place without hesitation, and then stabbed the Fang Tian Hua Ji into the huge stone base that Zhu Di had made for Old Zhu. The 16,000-ton boulder was quickly sucked into the Fang Tian Hua Ji...

"Looking at it this way, I can actually stand up for Lao Zhu."

Yang Feng said while looking at the monument next to him.

With that, he charged straight at the Qing army, his Fang Tian Hua Ji in hand. From mid-air, he gazed at the horrified gazes below with a sinister grin. From five hundred meters in the air, he elegantly swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and the instantly hurled boulder, like an asteroid, plummeted towards the densely packed Qing army. The next moment, it struck its target with a terrifying piercing sound. The 16,000-ton impact instantly stirred up a cloud of dust, and the surrounding Qing troops collapsed in droves.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yang Feng laughed wildly with pride.

Then he swooped down, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji stabbed the boulder again...

(End of this chapter)