Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 27 Anti-aircraft guns leveled, military court

Five days after Emperor Gaozu of the Ming Dynasty recaptured Zhenjiang.

"What, ran away?"

Yang Feng, who was enjoying the scenery on the top of Beigu Tower, looked at Han Zanzhou with some surprise as he ran all the way from Nanjing to Zhenjiang to make a personal report.

"Grandpa Taizu, Ajige ran away. After he met up with Hong Chengchou, he ran away.

Two hundred thousand soldiers fled."

The latter said excitedly.

He could indeed be excited now.

This means that the Qing army completely gave up the attack on Nanjing and even Jiangnan.

The Ming Dynasty was saved.

Although the country is still broken and the world is still in turmoil, at least the crisis of life and death has been passed. For an old slave who considers himself loyal to the Zhu family, he is really excited. As for things like cleaning up this broken country, he doesn't need to think too much about it. He is just an old slave of the Zhu family. That is something the emperor of the Zhu family needs to consider. He only needs to do his duty well.

"This bastard is quite cunning. Was it Hong Chengchou who gave him the idea?"

Yang Feng sneered.

Of course, not necessarily.

Ajige was more frightened, so Hong Chengchou took the opportunity to give him some advice and let him go with the flow.

In just two months in our Qing Dynasty, one prince and three beile died. Although cannon fodder is not counted as human beings, the Eight Banners alone had more than 10,000 troops. You should know that the current strength of the Eight Banners is only a little over 100,000. Their total strength before entering the Pass has always been a mystery. The only confirmation is that the archives of the fifth year of Shunzhi recorded 55,000 male Manchus from the Eight Banners, 28,000 Mongolian from the Eight Banners, and 45,000 Han troops and baoyi Han troops. The latter are the baoyi who fought under the Eight Banners Manchus.

Among them were more than 10,000 newly recruited troops after entering the Pass, that is, those who surrendered to the Ming army and were incorporated into the Eight Banners.

So the number of male adults is at the level of 120,000.

This is a male.

Not all of them are capable of fighting.

After all, those who are disabled are actually transferred to civilian positions.

Only those at the 100,000 level can be deployed on the battlefield.

And now more than 15,000 people died all of a sudden.

He was really beaten to a pulp.

This is not something that can be replenished in a short period of time.

Ajige did not dare to fight anymore. If even the tens of thousands of his men were killed in Jiangnan, the Qing Dynasty would not be able to control the north, and he would have no chance of capturing Nanjing. In fact, after he arrived in Wuhu, apart from a confrontation between the two sides, he did not take any initiative to attack.

Retreat is the wisest option.

At least until now, our Qing Dynasty still controls the upper reaches and north of the Yangtze River.

Judging from Yang Feng's painting style, the next thing he fears most is not the Qing army.

The worst that could happen to the Qing army was that they could continue to flee.

But those who had surrendered before, as well as those in Jiangnan who had not yet acknowledged him and were even fabricating rumors about him being a monster, were the ones who feared him the most. Therefore, the Qing army simply retreated, leaving these people to face Yang Feng, and then sat on the mountain to watch the tigers fight. In fact, it had already begun. After Yang Feng forced the officials and gentry of Zhenjiang to jump over the city wall, the officials and gentry of Danyang and Jurong, which had been occupied by the Qing army, began to flee, while spreading rumors along the way that the Ming Taizu Gaohuangdi was a monster.

All kinds of rumors.

What he is riding on the evil spirit.

He eats people.

They even made up a story that a high monk from Longyou Temple tried to suppress the evil with Buddhism, but ultimately failed, and the evildoer destroyed Longyou Temple in revenge.

There are also reports that his true form has been revealed under the attack of the great monks' Buddhist teachings.

It's a catfish.

It's a catfish spirit.

He forced the officials and gentry to jump off the city wall as a sorcery. He wanted to use these people's blood to complete the blood sacrifice formation. Once successful, he could turn the Ming Dynasty into a demon world, and all the demons in the Yangtze River would come ashore.

Then tens of millions of people in Jiangnan became their food.

The sea of ​​blood is surging!

It became the Lion Camel Country.

In short, these fugitive officials and gentry gave full play to their imagination and fabricated various identities for Yang Feng. The eunuchs' resentment was no longer enough. After all, that person was still protecting the Ming Dynasty. He had to be made into a real monster. After all, there were rumors that he was a monster. Moreover, the officials and gentry in Jiangnan were afraid of him. Not to mention that he was fake, even if he was real, they would still be afraid. If the real Taizu was to be killed, everyone would be killed. If the fake Taizu was to be killed, everyone would be killed too.

Jiannu...

The Jiannu seemed to be much more handsome.

Therefore, the gentry of Changzhou had actually already prepared to welcome the royal army.

But now Master Wang has run away.

How should they face this terrifying Emperor Taizu Gao, whether he is real or fake?

Ajige should be looking forward to it very much. This is a way to divert the trouble to another place. Anyway, the Qing Dynasty cannot capture Nanjing, so it is better to just run away and let this monster fight with the gentry who are afraid of him. The Qing Dynasty can sit on the mountain and watch the fight.

"This bastard has a good idea, but my Jiangnan is not a place where he can come and go as he pleases."

Yang Feng said.

Ajige must not be let go.

After saying this, he looked at the mighty Yangtze River in front of him...

"Hurry up and show your support. It's best to find one that matches the rumors."

He said.

"Catfish spirit?"

The so-called god said eagerly.

"It also needs to have demonic aura and be quite lethal, although this is secondary."

Yang Feng added.

Indeed, lethality was secondary to him. After all, he could summon divine punishment. Even if he didn't, he could still use his Fang Tian Hua Ji and continue smashing with the 16,000-ton stone base. Killing tens of thousands would only take a while.

What matters is being handsome.

Handsome is a lifetime thing.

"There are many that meet the criteria. You can just get an old-fashioned inland gunboat, a steam engine. The black smoke billows and there are evil winds, but you can't operate it alone. As for what one person can operate, it can only be a modern one with a high degree of automation. It also needs to have a shallow draft, can sail on the Yangtze River, and even be able to enter the small rivers along the way.

Okay, I already know.

So, start showing off now!"

The so-called God said.

Yang Feng immediately summoned the Fang Tian Hua Ji and pointed it towards the river.

"Come, my beast!"

he shouted.

The next moment, a ball of light flowed on the surface of the river. As Han Zanzhou knelt in astonishment, a blue monster with a wide-open mouth appeared out of thin air. It had horns on its head, and its body could not be seen underwater.

"Why do you think it looks like a catfish spirit?"

Yang Feng said in the same astonishment.

"There's a big mouth!"

The so-called God replied.

Yang Feng looked at the catamaran missile boat speechlessly.

Indeed, it really has a big mouth in front!

The middle of the left and right hulls is like a big mouth, open on the river surface.

He didn't say any more nonsense and flew straight up.

"Go back and tell the King of Qi to gather all the soldiers he can and pursue the Qing monster."

He finished his words mid-air, and as countless soldiers and civilians on the shore knelt in worship, he transformed into a streak of golden light and the next moment, he was standing aboard the missile boat. At the same moment, the so-called god instilled the operating instructions into his mind. Yang Feng entered the boat's cabin and immediately started its diesel engines. Black smoke immediately billowed from the chimneys on both sides of the hull, appearing to spew black clouds. At this moment, more soldiers and civilians poured onto the docks and the city walls, kneeling before Emperor Taizu Gao. As they knelt, the camouflaged missile boat, like a mythical beast, completed its launch on the river surface and began to accelerate forward. As its speed increased, white waves whipped up on both sides of the hull, making it appear as if it were flying across the river on clouds.

And it is still accelerating.

This is the fastest speed of fifty knots.

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Zhenjiang, it turned into a divine beast flying on the clouds over the river, dragging a conspicuous trail behind it as it headed upstream.

Han Zanzhou also quickly reported the news to Nanjing.

Of course, Yang Feng didn't care about this. The missile boat was speeding at fifty knots on the Yangtze River, with waves stirred up on both sides and a trail behind it, and it quickly went upstream, passing one frightened ship after another. Soon he saw the Yangtze River. He used the loudspeaker on the missile boat to shout to the shore while continuing to move forward, and drove straight past Nanjing.

Continue through Dangtu.

Also send a message to Dangtu.

Behind him, the soldiers who were still in training in Nanjing City had all rushed to the south of the city, holding various weapons, chasing their Emperor Taizu Gao.

When he arrived in Wuhu, the people in Dangtu City were also pouring out.

The missile boat cuts through the waves on the Yangtze River.

Behind him, more than 400,000 soldiers were chasing him with all their might.

Ogiko.

Yang Feng finally caught up with the Qing army.

"Can I refill this thing if it runs out of ammunition?"

He said as he looked at the AK630 close-in weapon system in front of him.

And on the screen in front of him, the Qing army on the shore had already appeared.

The latter had stopped on the shore to watch because he didn't know what it was. However, what surprised Yang Feng was that these were actually the Eight Banners instead of cannon fodder. It was estimated that Ajige still wanted to control his surrendered subordinates to the Ming army. After all, he lacked reinforcements, so the rear guard had to be the Eight Banners. If cannon fodder was used as the rear guard, most of them would probably run away halfway.

In addition to the Qing army on the shore, there were also a large number of warships on the river, but they were going upstream, which was actually not much faster than traveling by land.

"You can renew it if you want."

The so-called God replied.

"I just like your sensible attitude."

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

Then he controlled the AK630 remotely, turned the turret and lowered the muzzle.

Six 30mm gun barrels were immediately leveled and aimed at the Qing troops on the shore.

The latter had no idea of ​​the danger.

These should be the Eight Banners Mongolians. They were watching excitedly on horseback, pointing and talking. Some of them were howling and holding bows and arrows, as if their ancestors were possessed.

"Nomads and Gatling, what a historic scene."

Yang Feng sighed with emotion.

The next moment he pulled the trigger to fire.

Then, a streak of tracer fire shot out from the muzzle of the AK630, instantly crashing into the center of the Eight Banner Mongols and exploding in a cloud of white smoke. Scattered fragments swept across the surrounding Qing troops, who fell in droves before they could even react. The tracer light turned into a long whip of fire, lashing through them. With a rate of fire of thousands of rounds per minute, a single burst of fire unleashed hundreds of rounds on the Qing army.

Amid the explosion of the shells, there was almost no one standing on the shore.

It can be said that corpses were everywhere.

The corpses of men and horses were piled up, and the wounded were screaming.

It is true that 30mm artillery shells are not a powerful weapon in modern times.

but……

Level the anti-aircraft guns, military court!

(End of this chapter)