Since it was Qianyue, Yang Feng suddenly appeared in the south of Jizhou City two days later and frightened Tian Jianxiu, the governor of Jizhou, and broke into a cold sweat. This was nothing strange.

"Where did this dog emperor get out?"

He shouted in horror.

At this time, he was leading a thousand Shun Army cavalry to Beijing. He had just received the order from Li Zicheng to go back to the meeting, because Li Zicheng also knew that Yang Feng was going to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. If he and Dorgon had no choice, the Ming army would definitely not take action, so he threw all the flanks to Bai Guangen and ignored them. After all, the Ming army was no longer the main threat in his eyes. Even if there was a special existence like Chongzhen, it would be a joke to the Ming army to counterattack Beijing. No matter how powerful the dog emperor was, he could not take care of 100,000 pigs. Now Dorgon's Eight Banners Cavalry was the most

A big threat. He deployed Tian Jianxiu and other close confidant generals who were considering the overall situation in Jizhou, Zunhua and Miyun, respectively. Among them, Tian Jianxiu was in Jizhou, Liu Fangliang was in Miyun, and Liu Tichun was in Zunhua, blocking the two most likely exits of the Qing army. He led Liu Zongmin and the domineering generals such as 50,000 old battalions in Beijing, and the Ming army who surrendered 50,000 were ready to fight, ready to win and lose in the field once the Qing army broke through the Great Wall. In addition, Jiang Guan, the surrendered general guarding Xuanhua, also led 20,000 troops south to Juyongguan for reinforcements.

It can be said that Beijing is now gathering in large numbers.

This is thanks to Yang Feng.

Otherwise, Li Zicheng would know at most that Dorgon had withdrawn from Ningyuan, but his reconnaissance scope was still inaccessible to where Dorgon was withdrawn from Jinzhou. After all, he was still separated from the Ming army from the Qing army, and after Dorgon retreated, he blocked the road north. It was Yang Feng's information that gave him enough preparation time. Now the main force of the Lianshun army in Beijing, the surrendered former official army, and the strong men from all over the country, were gradually gathering together, waiting to fight Dorgon to the death. Although their components were relatively chaotic, fortunately they had an absolute numerical advantage. After all, the invasion of the Qing army would not exceed one-third of them in any case.

At this time, Yang Feng's random intrusion seems abrupt.

"Array!"

Amid the roar of Tama Misoo, a thousand cavalry under his command quickly formed an array.

These most elite men in the northwest picked up spears with one hand and put a shield on the other arm, constantly controlling the restless war horses under their crotch. They looked ahead with vigilant eyes on a green field full of wild flowers, ready to launch a full-speed charge at any time.

In front of them were the Ming army with the same array.

Five hundred elite cavalry were lined up in three rows in the green, and all the cavalry were waiting in the same posture as the Shun Army. Then they saw the twelve dragon flags separated left and right, Yang Feng controlled the war horses in the middle of the dragon flag and walked out slowly. Behind him were Zheng Chenggong generals holding their respective weapons, and even Du Yinxi was carrying a sword. The scene was quite like the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Then Yang Feng reached out his hand behind him, and Liang Cheng, the exclusive pretender, quickly handed him a giant bow. It was a special elm bow. The bow body was as thick as an adult's arms. Even Yang Feng couldn't grasp it, and the length was more than two meters. The bow string was simply used with a life rope. Yang Feng made more than a dozen such giant bows, and he was even looking for high-quality purple shirt wood, preparing to make a bunch of oversized English longbows to learn Robin Hood. Anyway, he had no hope of composite bows. Unless he could find someone to customize them in modern times with modern composite materials, he would not be able to find a large enough horn in this era.

Another Jinyiwei then walked forward with a giant arrow in both hands. His Majesty the Emperor proudly pulled the bow and arrow with a steadily aimed nearly two hundred meters away.

"I shoot the flag-holder for you!"

After Yang Feng said that, he relaxed his right hand, and the giant arrow, one and a half meters long, suddenly flew out, and instantly slashed through the air with his red tail feathers.

Before Tian Jianxiu could react, a red shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and then a scream beside her. The personal soldier who was holding the flag flew backwards from the horse with a giant arrow like a trumpet spear, struggling on the ground and seeing that he was no longer alive.

He gasped.

The elite Shun Army behind him subconsciously retreated.

The Ming army cheered.

"I will shoot the thief who holds the mace again for you!"

Yang Feng continued.

The second giant arrow suddenly flew out. A general in Shun's army, who was big and round, had great strength or had listened too much to the storyteller, deliberately used a general who showed his identity to show his identity and was nailed to the ground by the giant arrow. The Ming army cheered even louder. Don't underestimate this kind of show of pretentiousness. For an army before the war, this kind of show is the best way to increase morale. This is the effect of Xue Rengui's three arrows to control the Tianshan Mountains.

"I will shoot the general of the thief army for you again!"

Then Yang Feng's next target was aimed at Tian Jianxiu.

As if he had a heart of heart, the latter knew that he was the third target. Just as Yang Feng's arrow flew out, Tian Jianxiu rushed to the ground, and the giant arrow shot through his original position and drilled straight into the body of a soldier behind. Just as the soldier screamed and fell off his horse, Tian Jianxiu got into the formation. While being pulled onto the horse by a soldier, he issued an order to run away without hesitation.

"It's really a shame. I still want to fight hard!"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

"Your Majesty, the thief army is going to Beijing. If you know that your Majesty is coming, it will probably be unfavorable to Your Majesty!"

Du Yinxi said.

"Breaking a foe?"

Yang Feng sneered and said, "He probably won't have the time."

Indeed, Li Zicheng had no time to care about him.

Gubeikou, Miyun Guard City.

This is one of the most important gates on the Great Wall in northern Beijing. Li Zicheng set up a general here, but the main defender was still the former Ming army. After all, he only had a few elite troops in his old battalions. Why not use these worthless cannon fodder? The Great Wall is dominated by the former Ming army, but it is equipped with the chief generals or military supervisors who were trusted by Li Zicheng, and the former Ming army generals were the deputy generals.

The same is true here.

"Hurry, click the beacon!"

The general of the Miyun guard roared in panic.

On the mountain road ahead of him, it seemed like endless cavalry appeared. Like the mountain torrents that broke out in summer, it rushed towards the Great Wall at an extremely fast speed along the banks of the Chaohe River. The sound of horse hooves trampling on the mountain road rolling like muffled thunder. Behind the heads of these cavalrymen who were wrapped in white cotton armor, the iconic pig tails could be vaguely seen, representing their fierce and famous identity.

Eight Banners Iron Cavalry.

After more than half a month of waiting, this alien invader finally appeared at the foot of the Great Wall.

Even among these cavalry, a striking yellow crank cover can be seen. Behind the yellow crank cover, the flags representing the supreme command are dancing.

The soldiers beside the officer rushed to the beacon tower not far away as fast as possible, but just as the torch in his hand was about to light the oil-soaked firewood, a goose-ling knife suddenly stabbed into his back. The soldier turned his head in surprise and looked behind him with anger, looking at the familiar face. The latter stirred the goose-ling knife with expressionless expression. The soldier fell down with his eyes uneasy. The sneak attacker in armor calmly drew his knife and kicked the torch under the beacon tower.

"Liu Gui, what do you want to do?"

The general who saw this scene exclaimed.

"What are you doing, don't you know?"

The officer who killed some beacon soldiers sneered with the bloody goose sword in his hand.

"Liu Gui, you, the dog thief, how did the King of Chuang treat you? If it weren't for the King of Chuang, you would have been beaten to death by Liu Zongmin at this time. Is that what you are going to repay the King of Chuang?"

The general shouted angrily.

At the same time, he drew out the knife, and more than a hundred of his confidants also drew out the knife, leaning against each other and looking around them with angry eyes, surrounded by countless soldiers holding weapons but wearing the same clothes.

"kill!"

The latter ignored him and said bluntly with a wave of his hand.

Then the soldiers instantly drowned the General and his subordinates and confidants, and then slashed them down. Amid the constant screams, the former Ming army general and the current deputy general of the Dashun Army's guard stationed in Miyun, spat and said with disdain: "A group of thieves' bones, I snatched my 10,000 taels of silver."

"Hurry up, open the door to welcome Prince Rui. Prince Rui was invited by our court to suppress the bandits!"

The next moment he changed into a smile and said.

"Is this all right?"

Then he muttered to himself in a low voice.

Of course, the soldiers who had just cut the general into meat sauce would not care whether the news was true or false. They only knew that they didn't need to fight the terrifying Eight Banners. They only knew that the general said that everyone would be rewarded after a while. They immediately rushed down the city wall in chaos, opened the north gate, and then split the sides. The next moment, a huge torrent of cavalry instantly rushed into the Great Wall. The natural danger at Gubeikou was broken, and Li Zicheng's defense line was broken. The alien cavalry kept surging through the barrier of the Central Plains with traitors, and rushed towards the kind people with killing and enslavement, burning death and war to the ancient land.

An hour later, the defenders of Chaohe City surrendered without fighting.

Two hours later, Duoduo, who was raiding by the light cavalry, arrived at Miyun Zhongwei City. Liu Fangliang led his army to fight hastily. The Qing army quickly surrounded Miyun. At midnight that day, the Miyun gentry secretly opened the city gate. Then Duoduo's army rushed in. Liu Fangliang, who was unable to turn the world, led two thousand remaining soldiers to flee south in a hurry. The northern gate of Beijing was easily opened, and all three defense lines were broken in one day. The Qing army suffered less than double-digit casualties. The next morning, Dorgon arrived at Miyun with the welcome of the defenders and gentry. At this time, the 100,000 Manchu and Mongolian cavalry led by him were constantly pouring into the Great Wall.
Chapter completed!