Drum Tower.

"Fire the cannon quickly, it's this traitor, he killed all the ministers in the capital!"

In the last class, Tang Binyin, the leader of the Propaganda Party in history, almost trembled and howled.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the snowy day. He knelt outside Chengtian Gate and was so cold that his whole body was stiff, and then looked at the soldiers who fired the gun with desperate eyes.

Even though he has arrived in Nanjing, he will often be awakened by this scene in his nightmare.

The dead bodies were everywhere in front of Chengtian Gate, the flowing blood, the bright red blood and white snow, and the figures twitching in the dying state.

Those are all Jinshis who are well-read in poetry and books!

They are respected, guide the country, and educate the people...

But they all turned into piles of dead bodies under the bullets of the violent soldiers, like a humble beggar who froze to death on the streets in winter. The culprit of all this was the person in front of him. He even remembered the face of the demon holding a trumpet, and the shamelessness of turning around and changing his identity. But now, the time for revenge has arrived. This is not the capital, but now he also has guns and cannons. On this drum tower, countless turtledove guns and franchises pointing at the demon.

This is his soldier.

"The second-hand man, Daming Sect has fallen!"

On the city tower above him, a whistle chief of the Ningguo Volunteer Team shouted.

Tang Binyin, a Xuanzhou native, turned his head in shock and looked at the direction of Daming Gate in the distance. There you could vaguely see that the Fran aircraft that was originally shooting at the outside had turned inside.

It is obvious that the new army broke through the Daming Gate and was using the Fran machine on the Daming Gate to attack Chengtian Gate.

but……

"Don't worry about that. As long as you kill this traitor, the sky in the Ming Dynasty will be clear. Those who kill Yang Feng will be rewarded with 100,000 silver!"

Tang Binyin continued to increase the price.

Anyway, as long as Yang Feng dies, it is another matter whether he or she will fulfill it or not.

The volunteers who were firing their eyes turned red in an instant, and all the turtledove guns turned to Yang Feng, who was commanding the new army's attack almost at the same time.

Then all the dense bullets were fired at him.

Yang Feng, who was hiding behind the sandbag, shrank down as quickly as possible, and at the same time covered the top of his head with the shield in his hand, and then the bullets made a splash of Mars on the shield.

Fortunately, the distance is far enough that these bullets cannot penetrate.

Behind Yang Feng, the new soldiers who were also huddled behind such sandbags set up flying cannons and shot flying thunder at the drum tower. Although this thing cannot kill the enemy, it can interfere with the shooting. The rate of fire of the mezzanine is tragic, and it will be even more tragic when it is disturbed. In front of them, more new soldiers pushed light chariots forward. In order to resist the powerful bullets of the turtledove gun, these light chariots even hung wet cotton on them, and even sandbags made of small pockets were piled behind the shield wall.

This one is more effective.

Even a wall of sand that is ten centimeters thick is enough to ineffective the bullet that penetrates the shield wall.

The attacking new troops were all huddled behind such light cars, approaching the Drum Tower like the Jiannu siege in history, with long ladders among them.

But casualties are still inevitable...

The Drum Tower is high and has a huge advantage in itself. On the other side is the Bell Tower, which can form cross-fire. The two fortresses can block a major road. The two roads will form a street in front of the Drum Tower at Yang Feng's feet. Moreover, on the periphery of the Bell Tower, there are also many volunteer teams including the Yingtian Volunteer Brave Team being blocked. The leader also fled back from the capital. The top scholar in the previous class was Zhu Zhifan, a native of Yingtian, and he was also a member of the Nanjing Jinyiwei.

All the top three admitted to Wanli's previous subject are the core members who are currently resisting him.

After all, they all experienced the Chengtian Gate incident and knew that they had no choice. Faced with a thief who could have done the Heyin Incident, they had no way out to retreat.

This is not Dorgon entering Nanjing.

Prince Rui was a polite and polite person. Although he slaughtered Yangzhou, he respected the gentry. If he hadn't had to shave his hair and change his clothes, the gentry in Jiangnan would not have been ready to resist. They were all ready to shout the gentry in the eight deserts and the prosperous times like the gentry in the north.

But what the hell is Yang Feng?

What he did in Shuntian Prefecture, these ministers who fled south knew very well.

If he really controlled Yingtian Prefecture, the gentry of Yingtian Prefecture would be all over. Similarly, the neighboring prefectures of Ningguo were all over. More than a thousand acres of houses were directly confiscated and divided the land. Who could tolerate such atrocities? The landlords in Jiangnan had a property of tens of thousands or tens of thousands of acres, and they all liked to play serfdom, which was their child servant. At that time, Zou Wang, Wuxi, had 5,000 children.

That's not even an official, he's just an ordinary landlord.

How did Yang Feng deal with this?

He asked the serfs to separate their property directly!

This is simply unbearable.

The gentry in Jiangnan really has no way out to retreat.

If the local unlucky people are not familiar with Yang Feng's routine, they will fight to the death here. When the unlucky people know what he will do, they can't even fight at that time.

The bloody battle at the Bell and Drum Tower continues.

The high-paying volunteers relied on the advantages of terrain and equipment, as well as the large number of new troops, as well as the subsequent military households who arrived continuously launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle at the dividing point between the military and civilians in Nanjing City. The local gentry in Nanjing behind them were also constantly sending reinforcements here. Because the incident suddenly happened, most of the local military and civilians did not know the truth. They habitually obeyed the officials and gentry mobilizations, and for a moment, the two sides actually formed a stalemate at the Bell and Drum Tower.

And at this moment.

Royal Palace.

"Your Majesty, it will be too late if you don't leave!"

Zhao Nanxing, wearing a plate armor and a knife, broke into Hongguang's bedroom with a large number of soldiers.

However……

"Well, where is Your Majesty?"

He shouted angrily at the eunuchs.

The latter all lowered their heads and stood there trembling.

He waved his knife without hesitation and cut one over. Amid the latter's screams, all the remaining palace maids and eunuchs knelt down.

"Zhao Zhangyin, I really don't know where Your Majesty is going. Your Majesty just went outside to see it, but he crawled into the forest and disappeared."

One of them was crying.

"search!"

Zhao Nanxing shouted without hesitation.

The soldiers who followed him quickly began to search for Hongguang.

"what to do?"

The Grand Secretary who followed him immediately said in a low voice.

"What else can I do? Find Your Majesty and go to Wuchang to continue. We cannot let the South stop.

Duke Yang of Wei, in order to get rid of this traitor, our Ming Dynasty will eventually have someone to sacrifice. The kings of Jiangnan enjoyed two hundred years of wealth. Now if they don’t sacrifice at this time, would we let the northerners sacrifice? In order to protect the Ming Dynasty, we northerners have been poor for more than two hundred years. No matter how many times the barbarians entered the pass, they suffered many military disasters. In exchange for them to enjoy a peaceful and prosperous era in the south, it’s time for them to do so!"

Zhao Nanxing sneered.

Obviously this is his true purpose of loyalty and righteousness.

Nanjing can no longer be defended, but in fact the imperial city has been broken.

This result is inevitable. From the moment the new army turned against each other, their failure was doomed. However, this failure cannot be considered a failure for the northern gentry, or even in a sense, success, because Yang Feng will inevitably face resistance from all over the south of Jiangnan. The flames of resistance will burn and will not be burned in a few years. The money from Jiangnan is also something that Yang Feng is determined to win, and the gentry of Jiangnan has no way out to retreat.

Then the northern gentry can continue to live a peaceful life later.

It would be better for them to continue fighting like this. It would be perfect for decades. As long as Yang Feng did not go back to harm the gentry in the north, it would not matter if he even massacred the city in Jiangnan.

"Young people are so terrifying. I am really old. It's far less conceited than you young people. But this will make you suffer!"

Zhou Shixuan patted his shoulder with satisfaction and said.

"Young people can help you to find a blessing for your hometown, and you will be willing to die!"

Zhao Nanxing said with a solemn look on his face.

Of course, his hometown will also repay him. His family and even his family are very happy in the north. The name of this righteous man alone can make his family unanimously respected by the gentry of the north, not to mention that the gentry of the south also has to give the gentry of the righteous man face, and then his family will be taken care of when traded between the north and the south.

Although he has been expelled from his family.

In this way, his family won't be implicated.

These play methods will be all.

It’s polite in words, but it’s business in your heart.

"Finally found!"

A shout suddenly came from outside, followed by the chaotic footsteps, Emperor Hongguang, covered in weeds, was carried back by the soldiers.

I guess I didn't know which grass I was hiding in before.

"You guys let me go!"

Emperor Hongguang begged.

"Why did Your Majesty say this? Your Majesty is the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. We are all ministers of Your Majesty. We can only repay Your Majesty with loyalty. Now that Nanjing is in chaos, the new army is in a mutiny, the situation is critical. I can only ask Your Majesty to move to the west and go to Wuchang to make plans. Your Majesty, please!"

Zhao Nanxing said.

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

Hongguang howled in a broken can.

"Your Majesty, even if I am a ghost, I must protect your Majesty's completeness!"

Zhao Nanxing said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers he brought from the north, or the soldiers of Emperor Hongguang's imperial camp immediately stood the emperor and followed him out of the bedroom. A large number of cavalry outside had gathered and stood on standby. Emperor Hongguang was directly stuffed into a carriage and headed north to Xuanwu Gate. At this time, Chaoyang Gate had been controlled by the new army, so he could only go north to Xuanwu Gate, Bei'an Gate, and then to Taiping Gate to leave the city. As for how to go to Wuchang, there was another question, no one was free to care about them anyway.

Zhou Shixuan did not go with them. Zhou Shangshu, who was from the ancient city of Zhili, had been waiting in the palace for almost they to leave the Taiping Gate, and then went west to Xi'an Gate and then headed straight to the bell and drum tower.

He is an undercover agent.

He had already reported to Wanli.
Chapter completed!