Who dares to be his enemy?

Who dares to be enemies with him after he is like this?

Then I almost wrote on my forehead that I am a god. As long as I don’t have the courage to kill God, who dares to be enemies with him?

The gate of Qizhou City opened quickly, and the dragon-bearing sun and moon flags were raised in a hurry. A large number of green camps and regiments guarding the city came out. Together with tens of thousands of ordinary people, they knelt on both sides of the road.

"Welcome to the thousand-year-old King of Wu!"

A tsunami-like shout immediately rang out.

Then countless people pulled their braids and cut them down and threw them on the ground.

Prince Yang controlled the huge Sharma under his seat with satisfaction, walked slowly through the crowd, and walked directly into Qizhou City. Under the trembling service of the former Qizhou Magistrate, he had a meal and rest with his dragon cavalry, and then got on the horse and continued to go south. His target was the Yellow River, which was still far from the Yellow River!

Just as he was drilling through the enemy's controlled area, the two cavalry brigades and five infantry brigades of the Ming army, divided into three groups, followed their commander's footsteps and pushed the entire Nanzhili with a destructive force. After Baoding was easily conquered, the Cangzhou defenders changed their flags, and the army on the east side took a boat to Dezhou along the canal. Facing the Western side, the army except Qizhou had surrendered to Prince Yang, Dingzhou, Boye and other places all surrendered, and the army with the first cavalry brigade as the core of the middle line quickly forced the Hejian troops to approach the Hutuo River.

Just like a collapsed sand castle, the Qing Dynasty's rule in Southern Zhili collapsed at a shocking speed.

All the prefectures, states, counties, and all the local officials, the generals, deputy generals, and the gentry and wealthy businessmen who held heavy troops, almost no one chose to resist. Everyone opened the city gate like a competition, changed into flags, cut off their braids, welcomed the arrival of the Ming army with gongs, drums and wine, and then joined the beating of the Tartars. The grassland warriors who had lost their war horses and could only walk were now real dogs. Although they still had a huge number of more than 100,000, it was a pity that they were on the land of the Han people, let alone the powerful Ming army. After the war horses were gone, even the more than 100,000 green camps and regiments would still beat them up.

Because these guys also have a large amount of livestock, as well as the gold, silver and wealth obtained in various ways some time ago, they have become delicious foods that even the common people are thinking about.

The entire Nanzhili completely became a vast ocean of people's war.

At this time, no one was in charge of order. The Ming army was mainly attacking the Tartars. The green camp and the regiment trainees stabbed the sword in the back. After the killing, the people who had been angry in various cities had been almost half a year, and they used various weapons they picked up, even hoes, shovels, and wooden sticks and knives to join the carnival of killing Tartars. The originally honest and honest villagers quickly turned into bloodthirsty beasts. Not to mention the scattered Tartars defeated soldiers, even the small group of Tartar soldiers were still submerged among the violent people. They used hoes to dig off their heads and beat them into meat sauce. In this terrifying tide, all warriors became trash.

Poor warriors on the grassland can only hide in this strange and hatred land like mice, desperately escaping towards the Taihang Mountains, begging their gods for blessings to escape from this terrible land and return to their distant hometown.

However, Taihang Mountain is not safe either.

Many of the ordinary people who were driven out of their homes hid in the Taihang Mountains. When they heard that the Tartars were defeated, they immediately killed out of the mountainous areas. Their farmland was destroyed, their houses were occupied, and their property was looted, and their wives and daughters were defiled. Such revenge must be revenged. They were incapable of their ability before, but now there is nothing scary about the Tartars who have no horses. What's more, the losses of their own families must be compensated. Not to mention the gold and silver on the Tartars, they must take some clothes and weapons. If they catch them alive, they may even find the Ming army to receive rewards. For a moment, the entire Nanzhili was in a carnival of beating the dogs in the water, and even some places where the Ming army had not arrived, they simply took action on their own.

The battle has actually ended until now, even though the Ming army's attack has just begun.

This land is like a ripe fruit, and it is actually just waiting for Prince Yang to reach out his hand. When his hand is stretched out, there is no need to do anything, and it will automatically fall into his palm.

"This is the power of the people!"

Prince Yang stood by the Hutuo River, looking at Zhengding Prefecture City ahead and sighed.

Outside this city, thousands of Tartars were fleeing in a hurry, and there were even many cavalrymen, all of whom were elite soldiers across the grassland, but now they ran like dogs being chased.

They can't run away!

At least 40,000 to 50,000 people were chasing them. There were green camps in numbers, group trainers wrapped around their heads, and more ordinary people wearing various mortars carrying hoes and shovels, like a flood, roaring in various sounds, while sweeping over them. Hundreds of hiking Tartars behind were caught up, waving their scimitars and trying to resist, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if they were flooded by the flood.

The dragon cavalry was shuddering when they saw this scene. By the way, they felt that if they were themselves, they would probably not be able to hold on in front of this torrent for a few times.

"Prince, is this the common people?"

Hu Guang said incredible.

"Don't underestimate the power of the people. Water can carry a boat and can also overturn the boat. This is the power of overturning the boat. The same is true in all dynasties, including before the Ming Dynasty. No one is destroyed in the hands of the people. If this kind of power really takes action, let alone our iron cavalry, even the cannons cannot stop it."

Yang Feng said.

This is of great educational significance to his subordinates. After all, he established a specialized country, so that his subordinates, generals and officials must learn to fear the people, otherwise it would be useless to be a wise ruler alone.

Immediately afterwards, he roared with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword: "Dragon Cavalry, attack."

Opposite him, Tushetuhan Borjijit Dundobdorji was wiping a cold sweat on his head and looking at the back. He was Kang Mazi's son-in-law and married Kang Mazi's sixth daughter. However, now the two have become brothers. It can be said that they have a more kinship. In history, he also married Kang Mazi's granddaughter and his wife's niece. Everyone is aristocrat, so there is no need to care about seniority. This time, in order to help him become a sworn brother and his father-in-law, he almost poured out all the elite troops of Tushetuhan's troops to the Central Plains.

I originally thought that I would sweep the world like my ancestors, and I would have to make a fortune no matter what.

Who would have thought that he would suddenly lose?

And it was defeated so quickly and so overwhelming.

Then he himself was in trouble. His main force went north to reinforce. There were less than 2,000 people left in the camp near Zhengding, and there were only a few hundred horses that could ride. I thought I would not have anything to do in the rear, but I never expected that the green camp in Zhengding would rebel and directly raid his camp. Finally, relying on the large number of people, they beat him up to the point where these people ran out.

"These thieves were caught and cut into pieces!"

His Majesty the Great Khan secretly became cruel.

Suddenly, countless screams of horror were heard beside him. His Majesty Khan quickly looked up, and then he stared blankly at the front of the right as if he was poured with a bucket of ice water. On the mound ahead, a silver wall was gradually extending to both ends. They were countless heavy armored cavalry standing side by side, holding heavy spears with broken pennant flags on their hands, and were riding on a group of tall horses covered with vests on their bodies, looking at them with prey-looking eyes, and there were more similar cavalry appearing at both ends of the silver wall.

In front of this silver wall was a huge war horse, sitting upright, holding a green dragon sac, and a triangular dragon flag erected behind it, with a striking Yang character in the middle.

"Hurry, run!"

Of course, His Majesty Khan understood who this was, and he screamed in horror with almost his heart and courage.

The cavalry of Tushetukhan, who were running wildly, whipping their horses desperately and speeding up, trying to break through the Ming army. Behind them were the pursuers, on one side was the Hutuo River, and only in front was the road of Sheng.

But unfortunately it was too late to do anything at this time. Prince Yang on the mound waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and took the rows of dragon cavalry to charge with the help of the downward terrain. Nearly a thousand horses were flattened, and the Arabian horses wearing vests ran wildly. The horses even put down their masks and rushed down fiercely like European knights with the sound of horse hooves. Prince Yang took the lead. He swung the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand and almost instantly collided with the escaped Tu Xietu cavalry.

Immediately afterwards, all the dragon cavalry also instantly hit their target.

His Majesty Borjit Dundobrdorji no longer cared about the subordinates who had already been destined to end. He ran forward like crazy surrounded by more than a dozen confidants, but he still could not escape. He saw a silver wall in front of his right and bumped into him at a very fast speed. The confidants beside him hurriedly waved their weapons to meet him. Then he heard a chaotic sound of impact. His confidants were all knocked down one after another. In a blink of an eye, a large number of Ming army cavalry rushed towards him with heavy spears.

His Majesty Khan, who had no way to go, rushed forward with a scimitar waving his scimitar on his face.

A dragoon opposite him stabbed his horse in his hand. The short sword-like spear blade easily pierced the chain mail on Dundobdojji, and then pierced the iron-clad cotton armor. After piercing the silk cloak as the last protection, it penetrated his chest. Then the dragoon roared with force with both hands and picked him up from the horse and threw it hard on the ground. The front hoof of the war horse under his seat was stepping on the chest of the sweat of the Tushetu Khanbu, and the hoof directly penetrated his chest.

j(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!