"Shoot the arrow!"

The former owner of the wild boar skin, the famous nephew of Li Chengliang, and the current third-class Han army of Zhenghuang Banner, Li Sizhong, roared at the Ming cavalry who suddenly separated from him like a tide.

In the middle of the formation composed of shield chariots, the Qing army infantry archers immediately shot sharp arrows into the sky, and the feather arrows that arrived fell one after another in parabola. Of course, such arrows did not really harm the Ming army, just as the arrows shot in the same way were of no use to the Qing army infantry. The fighting style between the two sides was like a joke.

But Li Sizhong's heart was still beating violently.

Because just behind the separated Ming army, a red war horse appeared.

A general with the same red color on the horse's back.

Red stained by blood.

He was like a god with a arrogant sneer, holding a huge shield in one hand, controlling the horse under his seat to slowly move forward. At this time, everything on the entire battlefield seemed to have disappeared. Li Sizhong's only figure in his vision, a figure with a strong sense of oppression, as if it was about to suffocate.

"Prepare!"

He took a deep breath and said.

On the front shield cart, a famous bird gunner raised a bird gun behind the big shield, and the spearmen held the spears in their hands tightly. Although there was only one enemy in front of them, the pressure brought was more than the hundreds of cavalry shooting on both wings. At this time, all the Qing soldiers' minds were the figures of holding a giant bow as thick as an arm, shooting them with a sharp arrow like a gun.

However, the figure suddenly stopped thirty feet away from them.

He jumped off the red war horse in a blank look, and then took something like a large quilt from the back horse. The thing was carrying a thick iron chain, which was thrown on the ground casually, making a dull sound. Then he dragged it slowly and continued to walk forward like a huge meteor hammer, and then jogged, and then turned into a wild run. The chain wrapped in the thing rubbed against the ground, with a strange sound becoming clearer and clearer, and even the cowhide wrapped outside the thing could be seen clearly.

"Open fire!"

Li Sizhong shouted without hesitation.

On the outer layer of the wall made of shields, black gunpowder smoke suddenly ejected, and lead-made projectiles instantly flew over a short distance. Hundreds of bird guns shot, and the figure, which was shaking with his head down and holding the shield, kept shaking, showing the impact of the bullet's impact.

But he was still approaching quickly.

"put!"

Li Sizhong yelled immediately.

Hundreds of sharp arrows emerged from the string in an instant, and swept quickly like a shadow. Almost instantly, the shield in the figure's hand became a hedgehog, and there were even a few pierced on his legs protected by chain mail and cotton armor.

But he was still running.

Li Sizhong's cold sweat broke out.

This is not a human, this is simply a monster, and it is impossible for a human to ignore such harm.

At this moment, the figure suddenly raised his arm, and then the thing behind was thrown into the air, with a strange howling above his head, rotating with his right hand as the center, but at this moment, Li Sizhong suddenly discovered that a little fire on the iron chain was dancing and turning into a ring.

"Quick, stop him, it's gunpowder."

He suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

But everything is too late.

"put!"

Xiaoqian's voice sounded in Yang Feng's brain, and his right hand suddenly loosened. The iron chain flew out with the fuse that was about to burn out. Under the huge centrifugal force, there was also a hundred kilograms of gunpowder wrapped in layers of multiple quilts, cotton armor, cowhide, and iron chains at the front. After this terrifying weapon flew out, he held the shield in his hand and fell backwards violently. The moment he fell down, a terrifying flame exploded in the middle of the Qing army formation fifty meters away.

That was one hundred kilograms of gunpowder.

Even if the black gunpowder is not powerful enough, it will almost catch up with a modern 155 grenade.

And this is still empty.

The flames that exploded less than twenty meters above the Qing army's heads were like fiery red waves, and they instantly crashed. Li Sizhong, his handsome flag and hundreds of Qing soldiers around him were almost swallowed by the lava color at once. Then the explosion's shock wave spread fiercely around. The Qing soldiers who had to be arranged in the most densely were blown up by the violent force like toys, and then turned directly into fragments in the air. The power of the explosion was not over yet, and it continued to crash into the surroundings with smoke and soil. The Qing army, which had not been blown away, also fell to the ground under the impact of this huge and powerful force, as if they were hit by a running war horse, and was hit by a galloping war horse.

Almost none of the entire Qing army formation was spared.

The more dense the infantry battle formation, the better. The square formation of more than 2,000 infantrymen would not cover more than one football field. At this moment, the entire Central Army was completely destroyed. Most of the archers on the outer side of the Central Army were killed. Almost everyone was more or less injured. The internal organs were shattered by the air waves, the eardrums were broken, the blown-off weapons and armor fragments, and the falling corpse was knocked out. It can be said that at this moment, more than 2,000 infantry were killed and injured more than half.

Even those who could still stand were shocked.

At this time, let alone them, everyone on the battlefield was stunned.

Aiduli in the distance, the Ming cavalry outside the Qing army, the two armies fighting bloody battles on the Ningyuan River, Lao Chen and his subordinates who were staying on the wall of Ningyuan were all stunned, looking at the terrifying fire group that seemed to appear out of thin air, looking at the Qing army formation that seemed to be almost slapped by the giant hand of the gods, and then listening to the loud noise that collapsed and cracked the earth, feeling the trembling of the ground under his feet, and at this moment, it seemed that time had frozen.

But Yang Feng got up as if nothing had happened, threw away the flesh-filled shield, and then stood there watching the messy scene of the cotton in his ears.

In fact, it was not just him, but all the Ming cavalry and their war horses had already blocked their ears with cotton. Otherwise, the Ming cavalry's war horses would have been shocked. Even if they were hundreds of meters away, such an explosion would not be able to bear it by those war horses who had not experienced such a scene.

Not to mention horses, people can't stand it.

Just look at the scared Qing army.

"Taizu, Taizu has appeared again!"

Wang Chengen, who was still used to the emperor's miracles, woke up first. At this time, he was still half a mile away from Yang Feng, screaming like crazy.

"Taizu has appeared!"

Suddenly, it seemed like a flood broke out, and all the Ming soldiers on the battlefield shouted like crazy.

The next moment, the Qing army collapsed.

The Qing cavalrymen who were in the bloody battle had no idea what was going on there. They only knew that after a loud noise of the sky and the earth, more than two thousand infantry with their all hopes suddenly died or injured. The central army even turned into a terrifying pit. The pit was surrounded by fragmented dead bodies, and there was even blood rain falling above their heads. The remaining infantry under the blood rain stood woodenly like walking corpses.

In front of these remaining Qing troops, the powerful general who had just crossed the battlefield like a monster, was pursing his ears as if nothing had happened.

This scene is really weird.

Then when the Ming army called out Taizu's appearance, their fear of the supernatural power instantly crushed their already fragile nerves.

So collapse became inevitable.

All the Qing army, whether the remaining infantry or cavalry, turned around like crazy and ran towards the northern central army position. The Ming army, supported by the miracle of Taizu's appearance, was also chasing and killing frantically, which aggravated the panic of the Qing army, and thus began to develop towards the bombing camp. Aiduli, who originally wanted to gather the army, completely lost control of the situation under the impact of the chaos. He and his central army had to be defeated. In fact, even if he gathered the army, there was no meaning to capture at this time. Failure was already an inevitable end.

And their defeat also means the end of the war.

The Ming army defeated the Qing army with a total of 7,000, and finally won a real victory by annihilation of more than half of the enemies.

Or it can be said to be a great victory that has never been seen before.

The total casualties of the Ming army in this battle were less than 2,000, but the number of enemies annihilated exceeded 3,000. Over the past decades, how could the Ming army have ever had such a brilliant victory?

Standing under Ningyuan City and looking at the defeated Qing army and the pursued Ming army, all the Ming army generals felt like dreams.

But then they saw the man who brought them this victory, the man who sat upright on the war horse, carrying a mace full of blood and feather arrows, carrying a mace, standing like a god in the background of the sunset, the man who dominated the entire battlefield not long ago...

"I bow to your Majesty!"

All the Ming generals and soldiers bowed to the ground.

This is a bow and bow with conscience.

What they worshiped was not the title of an emperor, not the symbol of a dynasty, not the symbol of a monarchy, but the majesty of a strong man. In this world where the strong are respected, the emperor is not worthy of respect. Since two thousand years ago, when people shouted that the general, prime minister, Wang Hou Ning had a cry, the majesty of the monarchy on this land has lost its majesty. The emperor took turns to sit in my house this year. There is no difference between a king who has lost the halo of a strong man and an ant.

And there is a strong man in front of you.

In this battle, the enemy he killed alone was almost the same as the seven thousand army. Such a person was not considered a strong man, so who else could be considered a strong man?

What's more, he is a strong man with a crown on his head.

"All up, you guys are doing well!"

Yang Feng sat upright on the horse and said.

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

Tang Yu lay on the ground and said.

"Next, I will cut down all the Tartars on this battlefield, cut down all their heads, no matter how alive or dead, and then hang their heads on the Ningyuan City Wall. I suddenly found that their braids are also good things. It saves a lot of trouble when hanging their heads. See if these heads can hang one on every arrow wall on the Ningyuan City Wall!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.
Chapter completed!