"Unforgivable!"

Emperor Yang stood on the outer wall of the imperial city on the east side of the left gate of Chang'an, looking at the pillars of the country who were wailing in the sea of ​​fire, muttering to himself with a serious psychological injury.

He is here to show miracles.

This is one of his plans for the final battle in two months.

This preparation plan is divided into two aspects.

First, in terms of military, he first completed the second brigade of Dangkok. In the defense of Jidong, this brigade had experienced actual combat and was quite satisfactory in the performance. Two months later, the output of the brigade gun was enough to complete their replacement. In addition, the brigade of Dangkok actually had two available line infantry brigades. In addition, a town old army was transferred from outside the pass, and together with the original ones in Jidong, a total of Spanish phalanx infantry in eight towns were reorganized, with nine infantry battalions in each town, which was 720 spear phalanxes. In addition, there was a thousand artillery in each town, equipped with old-fashioned red barbarian cannons and mortar cannons. Then there was a cavalry town, which integrated Wu Sangui's Guanning cavalry and the cavalry he originally led, with a total of 10,000 cavalry. These were all real elites. Whether it was Guanning cavalry or him, they had fought bloody battles with the Qing army many times, and even if they fought one-on-one, they could attack the elites of the Eight Banners.

This is his decisive force.

Of course, there are also him and the Iron Cavalry of the Jinyiwei, and there are five separate divine power invincible general artillery pieces. These five cannons are a single heavy artillery brigade, which belongs to the strategic level.

But the key to the decisive battle is not on the battlefield, but outside the battlefield, or to attack the heart, that is, the propaganda offensive against the green camps. No matter what Dorgon did, he had to rely on the green camp to fight in the end. At this time, the Eight Banners were only 50,000 in the pass, including the Han army that was absorbed in Beijing, and about 10,000 Mongolian soldiers, and the maximum of 20,000 Jin troops under Jiang Guan’s subordinates. These are outside the green camp, and there are not as many as the Ming army.

Who else can he rely on if he doesn't rely on the green camp?

Even if they know that the green camp is unreliable, they have to rely on the green camp. There is no way. At most, they can only find some ways to strengthen control. Now Dorgon and the local officials and gentry are still doing their best to arm as many green camps as possible, and then sending these cannon fodder to the defense line of the Ji Canal. The total number is expected to exceed 400,000.

Yang Feng’s attack on them is targeting them.

"Sunchao Land Acre System" is one aspect.

He first decided on this dream for the people in the form of law. During this period, almost all the secret spies of the Jinyiwei were spread out. Thousands of people went to various places to spread the content of this system among the people, so that the people would know what they would get with him. The green camps were almost all recruited from the people, which would push Dorgon to the embarrassing situation of the bald man back then. The more green camps they armed, the more enemies they would add to him, because they were all armed with enemies.

But that's not enough.

Yang Feng could not overestimate the awareness of the people of this era, especially those gentry under the clan system from generation to generation had absolute voice over the lower class.

In particular, his enemies also include monks.

In fact, monks had already joined the Qing army at this time, especially countless large temples around Beijing. These were also great landlords. After he confiscated the temple property of temples in various places in Hebei, he could almost be said to be incompatible with the bald people. Of course, these temples would not sit idly by. A large number of bald people were paying money to sponsor Dorgon, and even new things like the Dharma Protector Camp appeared. The bald people put on their helmets and armor while chanting Amitabha Buddha, while waiting to chop people at any time. Among the people, the bald people did their best to improve his image as a monster, and in the name of the Buddha, they called on believers to eliminate demons and defend the way.

So he also needs to add gods.

To put it simply, he wanted to publicly display miracles in the Qing army controlled area. In such an era, there was no better way to show his destiny than this. His first stop was of course Beijing City, but he didn't expect to watch such a big show at the first stop. Then Yan Shenggong was unlucky to hit him in the gun, which also gave him a stage for his performance.

"I am your emperor!"

He stood on the wall of the imperial city and shouted at the countless people on East Chang'an Street.

"I am the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, the destiny of heaven, the supreme of the world, and the successor of Taizu's three hundred years of history. I was forced to leave a year ago, but today, I am back! I have seen clearly, you all see what I look like, and then go and see the guy who is stole the monkey-headed and the guy wearing ugly clothes and a rat tail behind his head. Look at such a clown, tell me, what the hell is this?"

Yang Feng pointed at Dorgon and shouted.

"Jiannu!"

I don't know who shouted a word below.

Then there was a burst of laughter.

In fact, the young and old men in Beijing were not afraid of the Qing army. There were 80,000 green camps in the Tongzhou camp outside the city, all of which were recruited by Beijing and the counties around Beijing, and they were their children. If the Qing army really dared to retaliate against them for this matter, then the 80,000 green camps would be the first to refuse. If they were asked to raise an army to expel Jiannu and the others, they would not have the courage to do so. But if Jiannu offended them fiercely, they would not mind seeking arguments by force. The 10,000 Eight Banners in Fengtai Camp would definitely not be able to conquer the place.

After all, who is afraid of a group of ronin who even gets caught in his old nest?

Dorgon stood on the city wall of the left gate of Chang'an with a blue face, watching Yang Feng's performance with a gloomy look. At this time, a large number of Qing troops were rushing towards the latter from both sides.

The crowd below was in a turmoil.

Some people even began to warn the emperor.

"Yes, Jiannu, Tungus savages, barbarians from other places, clowns who have been in vain to see my Chinese artifacts! What are they? What qualifications are they? What qualifications are they to live in my Chinese land? What qualifications are they to stand in front of you like a man, yet they still think that they are dominating the world. I, Han people, are they the ones that the barbarians can see? They just took advantage of my danger by chance and rely on the help of some traitors to get by. However, the thief is a thief after all. Isn't it a thief to live in the palace?

I can tell them that their death is coming soon!”

Yang Feng pointed at Dorgon and shouted.

"As for dogs, what are they? They were wearing Jiannu's clothes, with ugly rat tail on their heads, but they were shamelessly talking about Chinese etiquette, talking about etiquette, righteousness, integrity, and human ethics. Look at the portraits of their ancestors in their hands. Are they worthy? Are they qualified to talk about human ethics? What did they just shout? The Qing Dynasty is the destiny of heaven? A group of unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous dogs actually have the face to talk about destiny. How can you know destiny if you don't know human ethics?

Pooh!

Shameless.”

Yang Feng shouted at the scholars.

While he spoke, he reached out his hand and suddenly raised a flagpole next to him, and then threw the wooden flagpole weighing hundreds of pounds to the side. The heavy log flew out with a strange chirping sound, instantly colliding into a team of Qing troops coming, and immediately screamed.

"This is the end of betraying our ancestors!"

He held the boulder with one hand and shouted at the wailing scholars below with the other hand.

Then the huge rock was thrown out by him and smashed towards the Qing army on the other side like a cannonball. The huge rock hit the city wall like a monster, and countless pieces shot out, instantly hitting the Qing army in a mess.

Then Yang Feng stretched his right hand upwards, then pointed down again toward the scholars who were not affected by the flames and were still watching him on the street. Almost at the same time, with his movements, a fierce roar suddenly came, and another huge fire ball instantly hit the middle of the scholars. The terrifying flame exploded, and dozens of scholars were swallowed by the flames again.

"Heavenly Punishment!"

Yang Feng shouted: "This is God's punishment for them!"

The remaining scholars immediately screamed in horror and instantly scattered birds and beasts, and the common people even began to kneel down to the ground in fear and trepidation, kowtowing to Yang Feng on the city wall. At this moment, he really seemed like a god.

"Kill, kill that demon!"

Duoduo roared angrily.

The Qing troops in front of him were hesitant and rubbed forward.

This is the imperial city, and there is no real army. It is just a guard standing guard. Not to mention that there are not many people who arrive in a hurry. This section of the city wall is usually no defense. The focus of the palace defense is Chengtian Gate. Although Chengtian Gate is the main gate of the imperial city, it is actually a separate system. It has to be more than a mile away from the location of Yang Feng on the imperial city wall. At this time, the Qing army attacking him did not have any real effective weapons, let alone cannons, and even bird guns. They are all cold weapons of the nature of ceremonial guards. They all know that such weapons are meaningless, so they are just bluffing there and shouting but few are moving forward.

Moreover, most people are not looking at Yang Feng, but staring at their heads to see when the punishment will fall that day.

Yang Feng looked at them with contempt.

"I am here to tell you that I will wait for me. In two months, I will come back. I will enter the Zijin City again. I will return to my palace. In two months, I will accept your worship!"

He shouted at the people.

Then he looked at Dorgon, who was still looking at his left gate in Chang'an, and then at Duoduo, who was urging the Qing army to attack.

"Those who offend me, China, will die!"

Then he pointed at Duoduo from a distance and shouted.

The next moment, the terrifying whistling suddenly sounded. Just as he jumped off the city wall, the third burning incense bucket hit the front of Duoduo. Prince Yu, who had just escaped from his serious injury, was instantly swallowed by the terrifying flames.

However, Yang Feng disappeared in the streets and alleys of Beijing outside the imperial city at a very fast speed.

"Drag the troops from Fengtai Camp into the city, close all the city gates, and search for me!"

Dorgon gritted his teeth and said.

The entire Beijing city was immediately in chaos.
Chapter completed!