Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 31: Ancestor, please take back your magical powers
The Taizu's army, like bandits, marched forward crying under the majestic gaze of the Taizu Gao Emperor...

You have to go even if you want to cry!
If you don't go, you will really die.

Emperor Taizu Gao was flying in the sky, and when he saw anyone escaping, he shot a beam of golden light towards them.

Moreover, he did not sleep at night. He would hover in the sky and stare at them with his magic weapon. Anyone who tried to escape secretly would eventually be killed by a ray of golden light. Therefore, the young and strong men who camped in the wilderness at night all looked at the starry sky tremblingly. As long as a ray of golden light passed by, it was certain that anyone who tried to escape would be executed.

Who dares to escape?

Moreover, he did not recognize his relatives and even killed members of the royal family.

Not to mention the men of the royal family, he would also kill any woman who dared to escape.

However, most people are convinced that this is really the Emperor Taizu Gao who has descended to earth.

It's too cruel.

Furthermore, all the young men and strong men along the way were also forced into the procession. Adhering to the principle of not looking down on others, those heading north from Poyang diligently searched every village, acting like Shihao officials, rounding up every able-bodied man and taking him with them. They marched like this for three days, finally reaching Shimen on the afternoon of the third day. This pace was actually quite normal, only two hundred miles. In those days, ordinary people were used to walking, and as long as they had enough to eat, they could easily cover eighty miles a day.

This area is densely populated, with developed agriculture, numerous villages, and no shortage of food and drink.

Just keep walking.

At this time, the total number has exceeded 400,000, which can be said to be boundless at least when viewed from the ground.

Shimen.

This is actually the Shimen Inspection Office.

"Reply, reply, reply to the great grandfather, the Qing invaders arrived at Guangang at noon. They did not go through Jiande, but came from Dongdai. It is said that they fought a battle in Dongdai and were delayed for a day."

The local inspector lay on the ground, trembling as he spoke to the Emperor Taizu Gao in heaven.

So Ajige was frightened by Yang Feng and didn't dare to go to Jiande. After all, they had to go along Shengjin Lake to Jiande. Since Yang Feng had already appeared at Shengjin Lake, it meant that he could go directly to Jiande to stop them...

This demon doesn't necessarily need to rely on that monster.

He can do it himself!
As long as he sat on the top of Jiande City, Ajige would not be able to get through.

Got to avoid him.

Therefore, it is reasonable to go south to Dongdai, which is Dongtai, and then go diagonally to Guangang from Dongtai.

Although it is a small road, it is indeed a normal road for business and travel.

"Is there anyone in Dongdai trying to stop them?"

Yang Feng was surprised.

"Replying to Grandpa Taizu, previously, Chizhou scholar Wu Yingji and others raised an army to retake Chizhou. After being defeated, they fled and received reinforcements from Qimen and other places. It is said that the Hanlin Jinsheng raised an army in Huizhou, and the Qing invaders did not care about it. They have been in Dongdai for nearly a month."

The inspector said.

Although Yang Feng did know this, it was still surprising that they were able to stop them in Dongdai.

Of course, that doesn't matter anymore.

Because Yang Feng had already seen the dust from the marching cavalry in the north.

"Immediately send someone to Fuliang to tell Prince Huai that the Qing demon has arrived and ask him to come quickly."

Yang Feng said.

After saying that, he flew straight forward.

Below him was a huge formation of more than 400,000 people crowded together. Because of their large numbers, they even completely blocked the area north of the Stone Gate, filling up the widest part of only a dozen miles. Less than ten miles to the north, it had shrunk into a triangular river valley hill several hundred meters wide.

It's not even plain.

Compared with the surrounding mountains, the terrain is just gentler with hills and broken plains.

Those young and strong men, unable to see the Qing troops advancing south from the north, continued to work silently with their heads down. On the way, Yang Feng had already formulated a tactic that suited their situation: to build as many chevaux de frise as possible. Bamboo was everywhere, and the mountains and forests were countless. They would cut down bamboo and tie it into chevaux de frise. And not just tied chevaux de frise, but also half-buried it, with sharpened wood pointing diagonally northward.

Four hundred thousand people.

Even if each person buried one, that would still be 400,000.

Most of them are farmers, and they all carry farm tools as weapons. If they are fast, it is no problem for one person to bury dozens of them in an afternoon.

There is no need to use sharp wooden stakes. The purpose of these things is to block. As long as there is a piece of wood that cannot be broken, it will be fine. Even the branches and leaves do not need to be trimmed. In fact, if you don't care about burying the tree, you can just cut it down and throw it on the ground. The war horse will be tripped if it goes in.

They don't need to worry about the layout, just use the space around their own cluster.

You have to prepare a way out for yourself as well.

Yang Feng wanted to use chevaux de frise to block all the gaps between these clusters.

There are even chevaux de frise in the water of Longquan River.

After all, the river is not very deep and the cavalry can pass through it easily, so they tie stones to the barricades and throw them directly into the river. It doesn't matter if it's messed up. After all, if everything is really mixed together, it will take time to move it away.

Looking from the sky at this moment, the scene is also quite spectacular.

Within the roughly isosceles triangle, over ten miles wide at the base and seven or eight miles long in the middle, countless clusters of young and strong men were busy, surrounding themselves with chevaux de frise and wooden stakes, sealing the gaps between themselves and the adjacent clusters and enclosing themselves within. Meanwhile, some gathered stones from the riverbank and piled them inside their own clusters, while others built earthen walls around their clusters. They didn't need to be too high, just a breastwork, and they didn't need to be too thick, just enough to block arrows. Mainly, they lacked shields; at most, they made do with pot lids, bundles of bamboo, or even straw. Even a bundle of straw was better than no protection at all.

Thickness also plays a role in protection.

Fortunately, the Qing army no longer had cannons, so any normal earth wall could block the arrows.

All clusters are surrounded by these, with chevaux de frise and stakes filling the gaps between them.

Build a breastwork around the cluster.

Prepare a large number of stones for throwing inside the cluster.

Long, pointed bamboos are placed on the parapet, and they are all as long as possible, even up to ten meters. They are freshly cut, so there is no need to remove the branches and leaves, just sharpen the tops.

This length alone is almost enough to cover the gaps between clusters.

More than 400,000 people.

There isn't much space between the clusters.

This spectacular scene, which seems like a large-scale battle involving hundreds of thousands of people to build a water conservancy project in a certain era, truly demonstrates the meaning of strength in numbers.

Yang Feng hovered in the air, watching their work.

Until a group of refugees appeared.

"The Qing invaders are coming, run!"

"The Qing invaders are coming!"

……

They ran and screamed.

The busy young men in the front were thrown into chaos in an instant.

Because behind these refugees, you can see galloping cavalry.

Immediately, some young and strong people wanted to escape.

But the next moment, golden light broke through the air, penetrated a fleeing young man, then drew an arc and returned to the hands of the falling Emperor Taizu Gao, who then rose up.

"I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

he shouted.

The young and strong men looked at him tremblingly, then looked at the Qing invaders who were rushing towards them.

The latter caught up with the refugees in a blink of an eye and buried them directly under their horse's hooves.

"Everyone, prepare to fight. Extend the bamboos and stand behind the breastwork. If the Qing monsters come, stab them. There are chevaux de frise in front of you. They must dismount. Those with firearms and bows and arrows, shoot them. Those without firearms and bows, throw stones at them. You are all royal family members. You are here to protect the Zhu family's kingdom. You have enjoyed over two hundred years of prosperity and wealth. This is your duty. I am watching from here. Anyone who escapes will be killed."

Yang Feng shouted. Those in front were all members of the royal family and gentry; they were to hold the front line. Besides them were the several thousand soldiers recruited by the Prince of Huai.

These are also the best equipped.

They blocked the vertices of the triangle, with Longquan River in the middle.

As long as they are still here, the young and strong people behind them will not run away. After all, because of the terrain, the people behind them can't even see this side. Similarly, once they run away, everyone will follow them. The best way to ensure morale is to have the royal family and gentry in the front.

At this time, the Qing troops also saw Yang Feng in the sky.

They were so frightened that they stopped immediately.

"The Qinglu are scared!"

A member of the royal family, who should be a prince, shouted excitedly.

The others were excited.

But the next moment I started crying.

Because the Qing army only hesitated for a moment and finally moved forward.

The Qing army had no other choice.

This is their only escape route. If they can't open it, they will be completely wiped out.

This Qing army, presumably from the Plain Yellow Banner Manchus, raised their bows and arrows on horseback, halted before the barricades, and fired arrows at the imperial clan members behind the breastwork. Some were immediately struck, though not many. After all, the breastwork protected them from the chest down, and above it were various other objects serving as shields. Those around them, armed with firearms and bows, also returned fire.

But it caused almost no harm to the Qing army.

After all, these soldiers were the worst in the Ming army, and the bows they could draw could not penetrate the Qing army's armor.

Firearms are also the worst.

The Qing army was blocked by dense barricades and wooden stakes and could not ride forward.

Their vanguard immediately dismounted and moved the barricades.

He continued to suppress them with bows and arrows, shooting down one after another of the descendants of emperors and scholars.

The Qing troops on foot continued to advance.

"Stone!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The royal family members and soldiers immediately remembered the stones piled under their feet.

Then throw it out.

But throwing stones was much more dangerous. As the stones were thrown, people were constantly hit by arrows. However, the Qing army was also hit by stones as big as fists. It was not pleasant to be hit by stones as big as fists, even with armor. Soon, some Qing soldiers had to retreat because of serious injuries.

But the others continued to move forward and remove the barricades despite the stones falling on their heads.

"bamboo."

Yang Feng shouted.

The bewildered members of the imperial family and soldiers sprawled on the parapet quickly realized what was happening. They quickly teamed up in pairs to use the bamboo poles on the wall to poke the Qing troops. The front of the poles, drooping with branches and leaves, flustered the Qing troops, as they were attacking randomly. The drooping front end, swaying with branches and leaves, resembled a jiggling spear, making it impossible to predict where to land. The Qing troops struggled to pull it away while keeping an eye on the barricades below, and immediately someone was stabbed.

Of course, bamboo spears cannot penetrate armor.

but……

It can knock people over!
A Qing soldier was hit in the chest, and the force of the blow caused him to fall backward in pain, bumping into a barricade that he had moved away.

The sharpened bamboo stick hit the back of his head and he fell unconscious.

A general from the royal family immediately picked up a big rock and threw it over.

The Qing army was awakened by the attack.

He struggled to get up.

Then the bamboo shoots hit his face and he fell down screaming again.

At the same time, some Qing troops also touched the breastwork.

"A hoe!"

Yang Feng shouted.

A member of the royal family behind the breastwork raised a hoe and dug at his head.

Then it hit the Qing army right in the head.

The latter did have a helmet, but the helmet could only block damage from sharp weapons, not from heavy blows from hoes. This thing was actually not very effective as a weapon. At that time, the long-handled war hammers in Europe did less damage, and the helmets of the Qing army were all gouged and deformed. He fell down screaming with blood flowing from his head, and then, like a drowned man, he picked up a stone weighing more than ten pounds and smashed it down.

However, some Qing soldiers still climbed up the breastwork, and several royal family members he was facing turned around in fear and tried to run away.

The next moment, golden light fell.

One of them was immediately beheaded by the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

"Kill him, or you will all die!"

Emperor Taizu Gao said coldly after catching the Fang Tian Hua Ji again.

"Ancestor, please put away your magical powers!"

A member of the royal family knelt down crying.

The next moment his head fell off.

The remaining few members of the royal family turned around and rushed towards the Qing army crying.

The latter was still wondering why Yang Feng didn't kill him. Seeing those clan members returning, he immediately swung his sword and knocked down two of them. But before he could chop the third one, a handful of sand suddenly fell on his face. Blinded by his sight, he hurried to wipe it off. At the same time, an awl in the hand of a princess pierced his armpit. He screamed and stepped back. Then a stick hit him in the face and he fell down directly. The next moment, five clan members pounced on him at the same time. Four of them hugged his limbs, and the other one took the awl pulled out by the princess, screamed like crazy, and stabbed it directly into his eyes with both hands.

Then pull it out.

Then tie it again.

……

"Remember, your ancestors started out this way. Now, after enjoying prosperity for over two hundred years, you've forgotten how they built this kingdom."

Yang Feng shouted.

Those royal family members looked at the dead bodies of the Qing soldiers in silence.

The latter really died with his eyes open. He was an elite Manchu soldier of the Zhenghuang Banner, but he was beaten to death by a group of losers. There was even a woman among them, and that woman hurt him the most, because it was she who threw the sand, and it was her awl that insidiously pierced his unprotected armpit.

Don't rest your eyes!

At this point, some Qing cavalry had already entered the Longquan River. They avoided the defensive lines on either side, moving forward while constantly removing the underwater chevaux de frise and attacking the lines with bows and arrows. However, countless stones flew towards them from behind the breastworks of the chevaux de frise. Although their armor protected them, the horses were still vulnerable to the stones. One horse, hurt by the impact, rushed forward like crazy, and suddenly collided with the chevaux de frise in the riverbed. It was pierced in the chest by a sharpened bamboo and fell to the ground.

The Qing soldiers who fell into the river were crushed and disappeared into the water before they could even get up.

However, the Qing troops were looking ahead with shocked eyes.

In front of them were countless chevaux de frise, breastworks, and bamboos stretching out to the end of their vision, and behind the breastworks were endless numbers of people...

Truly boundless.

Four hundred thousand people turned this narrow mountain pass into a huge quagmire. Although they did not know how to fight and had never been on the battlefield, their enemy was still the most powerful legion in the East.

but……

There are more than 400,000 of them.

(End of this chapter)