Time: January 1645

Location: Battlefield of the Yangtze River Ferry, North Bank, Qing army commander's tent

Aisin Gioro Fulin's face was very bad. Looking at Zhu Yousong and the important officials of the Southern Ming who were also sitting in the tent with a look of frost and slapping eggplant, they were embarrassed and listened to the shouts of killing from the river outside the tent. The messages sent from the front all showed that the resistance of the Southern Ming army was not the arbitrary act of individual generals, but organized and planned actions. Several Qing troops' crossings of the river were encountered tenacious resistance at the same time, and Zhu Yousong and the important officials of the Southern Ming were obviously driven across the river. Fortunately, these pampered people could drive the ship to the north of the Yangtze River by themselves. Should it be said that it is worthy of being the power of the will to survive?

"This is what you call surrender!" Fulin looked at Zhu Yousong and the important officials of the Nanming Dynasty and became sinister, "We, the Qing Dynasty, should not be incompetent and useless people! Come on! Drag these people down! Send them to the new city of Peking! These people can at least put in their strength!"

Ignoring the howling of ghosts and wolves, Fulin looked at the map. Fulin had no doubts about the final victory of the Qing army. "It just happened to take this opportunity to let the Han people know the power of our Qing Dynasty!" Muttering softly, Fulin made up his mind and said directly to the generals in the tent, "Tell me the order! After crossing the river, all Han people's cities, who dare to resist our Qing Dynasty, will massacre the city!"

Location: Yangtze River, south bank of the battlefield crossing the river

Nanming...Nanming is no longer there. It should be a Han nationalist organization. Hanhun's army and the traitors who surrendered to the Qing court fought fiercely. Hanhun's army had a good place and used huge automatic artillery to use war organs (steel tanks, which belong to the army under the authority of the protagonist's code) in the artillery battle across the river, the Qing army's tiger chariot troops could not be raised. In the sky above the river, Han practitioners surrendered to the power of the Demon Lord and the Hanhun thoughts, using equipment that could fly in the sky without consuming their own spiritual power.

Preparation (mainly the body of the code-named flying general in the IS chapter, not produced under the authority of CODE, but was integrated into a group of things that Yanshi used mechanism technology to pile up in future technology. The body has been modified according to the world, but under the current production conditions, it has become a practitioner of Han Soul and although it is not a practitioner, as a special purpose for the existence of Han Soul cadres, it is not equipped with beam weapons, mainly live ammunition weapons and physical swords). It seized air superiority in the battle with very few flying mechanisms in the Qing Dynasty.

Under the protection of the Demon Lord, those sects who followed the so-called heavenly way and arbitrarily "eliminate demons and defend the way" who intervened in the secular world that ruled the world of Shenzhou for a long time were either wiped out or lost all the essence of the sect in the Demon Lord's "eliminate demons and defend the way". After he was unable to recover, he was frightened by the Demon Lord's absolute strength and was in panic all day long. After the Demon Lord interfered unscrupulously in the battle of Yangzhou in the Qing army, the practitioners who advocated active entry into the world gathered under the banner of the Demon Lord, just like the legendary Jie Sect, and vowed to intercept the glimmer of life under the orthodox people of China.

Because the new equipment makes the flight itself unnecessary to consume its own spiritual power, and the equipment itself has strong combat power, after seizing the air superiority, the Han Soul cultivators began to throw the most powerful magic they mastered onto the head of the Qing army without any scruples. For the first time since entering the pass, the Qing Dynasty's crossing troops were bombarded by spells from the dense spell units above their heads, and suffered heavy losses. The actual battle situation was very different from the expected situation of Aisin Gioro Fulin. Everyone knew that the Eight Banners were a group of landslides, and the main force of the Crossing River Battle was the Han navy who surrendered to the Qing court.

On the south bank of the Yangtze River, Zhang Ling, as the young Yanshi who joined Hanhun, followed Yin Yu, the squad leader of a unit assigned to a "Cleaning Squad", and a senior Yanshi who was about 45 years old and looked very sloppy.

Looking at the "steel chariot" (the name of steel tanks in this world) that bombarded Jiangbei, Yin Yu seemed to have seen the most beautiful ** "Oh~! I am worthy of being the Demon Lord! This pragmatic function does not use spiritual power at all!" Looking at the former Nanming officer who had defected to the Han soul (before the uprising of the Southern Ming army, the incompetent and surrendered in the army at any time, the principle of incompetent and high-ranking people in the army was not worthy of survival in social Darwin's theory, and his head was used as a prop for the sacrifice of flags.) Just using simple instructions, the steel chariot could make an accurate correspondence. Yin Yu was as excited as Columbus who discovered the New World. His voice was raised again, "Even ordinary people who are not practitioners can command easily! This is the direction of the development of mechanism technology. Only those selected can use anything, it is simply evil way!!"

Yin Yu was so excited that he could not rush directly to the steel chariot. His eyes were flashing with knowledge-seeking, but for granted, he was subdued by the guardians.

Two options flashed through Zhang Ling's mind at this moment. First, pretending not to know Yin Yu, and left like this; second, going up to help the senior to explain his identity. However, Zhang Ling was still struggling and was dragged into the water by this disrespectful senior. There was no need to be entangled.

"Xiao Zhang! Come and save me!" This sentence is very ambiguous, just like the two of them are both bad intentions, and one of them was caught asking for help from his accomplices. The soldiers gave Zhang Ling a bad look. Zhang Ling quickly seized the opportunity to explain.

"May the Yanhuang! The glory lasts forever!" First, there was a slogan. The slogan that came from the Demon Lord has been popular in Jiangnan recently, and even the Han people in Jiangbei have been affected. In the area controlled by Han Soul, this sentence has the same meaning as saying hello.

"Yanhuang! The glory lasts forever!" The soldiers clenched their fists with one hand, stroked their chests, shouted slogans, and their eyes became a little more kind. Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and began to step forward to reveal his identity to help his senior.

This time, Yanshi's preparation class came to the front line and did not directly participate in the battle. In the words of the Demon Lord, "Yanshi is a technical talent, and going to the front line to fight is an unbearable waste! They should use their wisdom to contribute to the prosperity of China!" Although Zhang Ling's senior Yin Yu, although he was a little ignorant, actually conformed to the existence that the Demon Lord said. So even if he was a little sloppy, even when national ideas rose and even those women were affected and the standards for choosing a spouse began to change, he was a very lucky existence. It was pitiful that Yanshi, in the past, in addition to the identity of a cultivator, was a little higher than the craftsman. Now, his status was very different from the past. Now, Yanshi in Jiangnan, including the craftsman group who were also classified as technical talents, had unconditional support for the rule of Han souls.

However, Zhang Ling's purpose of joining Hanhun was not only national justice, but also the main purpose of revenge. Now the enemy's cultivation sect has been destroyed by the Demon Lord. The remaining hatred holder was the Qing Dynasty. When his family was destroyed, it was not because his elders could not stand the result of the powerful and bravery of the people, fighting against each other, and finally being eliminated by others. Zhang Ling looked at the air with envious eyes, and the heroic posture of those practitioners who had no worries about being "extinguished by the Demon Lord". "If the family's self-cultivation method was not lost in that disaster!" Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and spoke. Suddenly, he felt a knife in his forehead.

Zhang Ling looked at the culprit and saw Yin Yu smiling, "What do you think of, you little kid? Even if you go to the battlefield, how many Tartars can you kill alone? The significance of our preparation team can benefit the people in peacetime, but in wartime it can create powerful tools for killing thousands of Tartars. Don't underestimate the work we are waiting for!" As he said that, he dragged Zhang Ling to the preparation team gathering place where there were countless Yanshi and craftsmen who were traveling with him. He was preparing to put them in large quantities in Jiangbei at a few crossing river battlefields later, borrowing the department provided by the Demon Lord to produce "Flying General Armor" (the name IS in this world)

The technology is divided into technology, using their own knowledge and secret techniques and a trial land war mechanism created by both hands - Iron Armored Soldiers (understand it as a human-shaped, fully automatic, fully-covered armored drones. Due to technical limitations, it is not suitable for mass production after adding flight capabilities. However, after removing the flight capabilities and changing them slightly, it can actually maintain a certain scale for combat with its current productivity. Moreover, the main opponent in design is the ground forces of the Qing army, and the flight capabilities are optional. The appearance is close to the sect leader's body and Chinese elements are enough. The main color is black, and live-fire weapons and physical alloy swords are used)

At the destination of the two, countless Yanshi and craftsmen were busy with the sound of cannons from steel chariots. What appeared in front of Zhang Ling and the others was a large device. Since the iron armored soldiers were not living people, there was no problem with the delivery methods. Here was a device that specifically defeated Jiangbei with the "ichiro shells" stuffed with "ichiro soldiers". The goal was to massacre the Qing army's rear formation waiting to cross the river in Jiangbei - those so-called Eight Banners elites! Lord Demon Lord said, "The number of Manchus is only hundreds of thousands. On the battlefield, we not only need to kill traitors, but also use all means to help Manchus reduce their number to a certain number. The rule cannot be maintained, and the Qing Dynasty will be defeated without attacking!" Therefore, Yanshi, who believed in this truth, tried his best to collect even the smallest characteristics of Manchus, and set the priority target of the attack of the iron armored soldiers as existences with these characteristics.

At this time, on the surface of the river, the so-called crossing of the Qing Dynasty, amid the uniform sound of steel chariots, different sounds of cannons began to sound...

Location: Battlefield of the Yangtze River Ferry, North Bank, Qing army commander's tent

Aisin Gioro Fulin was discussing the battle with his generals when suddenly a child of the Eight Banners with blood on his face stumbled into the tent. "Your Highness, retreat quickly, the enemy! Thousands of enemies are coming from behind us! We have suffered heavy losses!" After that, he fell to the ground and died.

"What's going on!? Just a few thousand people can defeat the Eight Banners elites of the Qing Dynasty?" Fu Lin asked, and the military camp where the commander's tent was filled with noise. Fu Lin walked out of the commander's tent and saw a group of black armor attacking his military formation. The black armor was fearless and used mechanical weapons and great swords to cooperate with each other, and ruthlessly slaughtered one after another. With the cooperation of the military scheming regiment, the Qing army finally resisted the attack of "black armor". These black armors were only in the warlock regiment.

The attacks can be defeated by warriors of the Qing Dynasty's Red Armored Soldier level. Compared with warlocks, red Armored Soldiers have to risk their lives to destroy these black armor. Ordinary swords are just a mark on the black armor, and they can only be cut through with energy. Even if the white Armored Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty deal with these black armor, they must be careful to correspond. Even if the black Armored Soldiers are defeated, they will be very dangerous and will produce a huge explosion. This kind of explosion is swallowed by this kind of explosion that is obviously processed by a magical method, even the white Armored Soldiers can never leave a whole body.

"These are simply all-in-one troops!!" Aisin Gioro Fulin felt his scalp numb. At this time, a whistling sound flashed, and a huge shell shot from Jiangnan fell into the military formation not far from Fulin. However, the shells did not explode. A group of black armor savagely broke through the shell shell and began to kill the Qing army closest to them. After that, more and more shells fell into the military camp where Fulin was. Aisin Gioro Fulin's horror began overnight...

Location: Over the battlefield, Hanhun headquarters, Hidden dragon, in the bridge

"Sure enough, the strength we can gather now, not counting the army under complete liberation authority, defeating the Qing army's southward and defending the Han people's 'private land' is the limit." Qin Suibo looked at the clear battle situation on the intelligence platform, frowned, and looked at Yun Jue beside him. "As sure, do you still have to sit at the negotiating table with the Qing Dynasty in the end?" His voice was full of reluctance.

"The people of China in this world must overcome difficulties with their own hands to the greatest extent. What we can help is the only thing we can do now. Next is the formation of an autonomous government. Our Han soul can be a dictatorship of the nature of a political party, before the right emperor appears." Yun Jue looked at Qin Suibo with a smile. "If someone is willing to be, it will be easier, in many aspects..."

"Let's go around me! It's already a blessing to be a 'road sign'!" Qin Suibo said while rubbing his temples.

Yun Jue turned around and left at this time, "I'll deal with matters related to the formation of an autonomous regime and select the negotiator!" As he said that, he turned around and left the bridge, but no one heard her murmur. "It's all a problem of laziness. In the end, if you really can't find a suitable candidate, then you can only wait for the ending of being 'imperial robe'. This is the time when there is no king."

Seeing that the cloud broke out the bridge, a group of people who had been waiting outside the bridge were now in charge of all aspects of the Han Soul control area, and surrounded them, "How? Lord Demon Lord's intention?" One of the old men spoke first. He turned out to be a well-known great scholar, but now he is a loyal believer in the small book idea.

The old man saw Yun Jue and shook his head, "Oh!" sighed, "It's like there is an emperor in the world. Only the Demon Lord has this qualification, what can I do? It seems that he needs to make a long-term plan!" The others also sighed.

"Don't be busy with these things now. Let's put the Han people's plan first. Please select the candidates to negotiate with the Qing court! Force the Qing Dynasty to recognize the Jiangnan region and make the territory of the Han people like us. If they want the false reputation of the Central Plains, we can give them, but annual monies are impossible. In exchange, we can temporarily recognize their nominal rule over Shenzhou, but our bottom line is that the area we control now must be controlled by ourselves. If the Qing court does not follow..." Yun Jue did not continue, but laughed heartbroken. "Although our military strength is still insufficient, it is still possible to fight them to admit it under the leadership of the Demon Lord. Let the negotiators go to talk with confidence!"

Time: February 1645

The Qing army's target of crossing the river and setting the Central Plains was greatly failed, and the personnel and supplies were lost heavily. Especially the Eight Banners' children were targeted by "black armor soldiers". The losses were the most serious in the history of the Qing Dynasty. Even Huang Taiji's most optimistic heir Aisin Gioro. Fulin was also hunted down because he discovered that the priority attack target of the black armor was the existence of the bannerman characteristics. Before the war, the man threatened to use a butcher knife to teach the Han prince a lesson. After the army was defeated by more and more black armors, he staged a "shaving robe" while running away. He cut off his braids and changed his clothes. Anyway, the black armor retreated and placed the combat target on the ferry in Jiangbei. When Fulin was rescued by the Qing army, he was covered in Han clothes and hid in a farmhouse in a mess.

Just when Fulin blamed his mistake on his underestimation and planned to avenge his shame with red eyes, he did not know that his life had become a bargaining chip for the Jiangnan Negotiation Team that arrived at the new city of Peking through cultivators. In the hall, Huang Taiji looked at the group of these gangs who had no respect for him and said it was a negotiation. On the surface, he was more respectful, but in his bones, he was more like a group of practitioners who came to show off his power. They showed the synchronic scene of Fulin who was being monitored throughout the process, and listened to the words of killing Fulin like killing a chicken.

The clamor of these people was not afraid of their rebellion now, because they were not only practitioners in the Central Plains, but also one of them was a famous scattered cultivator who could be a thousand. After all the forces under the heads were wiped out by the Demon Lord, these people became subordinates of the Demon Lord! The one who turned against him on the spot was Huang Taiji and the high-level group of the Manchu Qing Dynasty themselves. What the Manchu Qing now faced was the part of the Central Plains' cultivator that advocated active entry into the world, and it also included the new enemies under the system, and its strength was incomparable to the Ming Dynasty.

Listening to the other party's conditions, Huang Taiji's heart was mixed. In fact, he cut the river and replaced the other party to recognize the false reputation of the common ruler of the world. If the Qing Dynasty agreed, in fact he had nothing but a false reputation. But war? Now the Qing Dynasty has lost the support of the largest cultivation sect outside the pass, and everyone in danger of other cultivation sects outside the pass. The sorcerer group cultivated by the Qing Dynasty was not the opponent of these Central Plains practitioners who had no consideration. In military terms, the failure of crossing the river that had just ended proved that the Qing Dynasty actually had no ability to cross the river. In addition, the life of the heir heir who had established himself...

"Oh!" Huang Taiji closed his eyes and sighed. The torrent of history took a turn again.

(In the next chapter, although the Qing Dynasty obtained the reputation of the lord of the Central Plains, in order to strengthen the rule of the area it actually controls, the "shaving hair and changing clothes" of the dead began, and Wu Sangui's little thoughts began to become active)

to be continued…

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