"Thief people ten thousand chunks!"

Below, a green robe official waved his sword and roared like Zhu Yougui rushing towards the palace.

Then the soldiers, who were obviously mercenaries, shouted bravely and charged upwards. On both sides of the steps behind them, the musketeers in the array set up their turtle dove guns aimed at the platform.

This thing is powerful.

The one or two bullets were enough to penetrate Yang Feng's raw silk soft armor.

so……

So you have to have a shield.

Yang Feng bent behind Qingzhu's bunker and quickly ran to the big box, taking out two forged steel shields from it as quickly as possible.

He carried all the big box that could be put into the imperial concubine all the way from the foot of the mountain, and it contained all their equipment, his shields and weapons, Wanli's dragon robe, and the imperial concubine's personal supplies. They were all stuffed in this box, and it was not worth mentioning when entering the city gate. In fact, no one checked the city gate. The eunuchs were originally collecting taxes in Nanjing. At this time, the eunuchs dared to come out to collect taxes. Even if they collected taxes, they would still be on the goods. If they checked the luggage carried by pedestrians, it would be a big deal.

Cities of this level cannot enter and exit at a level of 100,000 on a day?

Yang Feng's shield with both hands was like a clam spirit in the acting, running back in a panic gaze of His Majesty the Emperor and others. As soon as he arrived at the opposite side of the bunker, the soldiers had already appeared. His two shield guards immediately stood up, and the next moment, dense bullets roared, and sparked a splash of sparks on the surface carburized forged steel of a seven-mm thick surface.

Even a bullet that bounced off hit a soldier.

The latter fell down immediately.

At the same time, Yang Feng raised his foot and kicked a dead body away. The dead body was hitting the soldiers, and several soldiers immediately rolled down the steps.

The next moment, Yang Feng ran into them.

The two shields were like a pan in the hand of a shrew, and instantly pulled away two soldiers. They smashed more soldiers backwards, and the soldiers rolled down and knocked over the back. This kind of thing must have happened on the steps of dozens of meters long with a steep slope. In the end, it can almost be said that in the blink of an eye, the soldiers who were about to step onto the platform were wiped out.

Yang Feng sat down as fast as possible, and then the double shields were combined.

The second round of bullets roared over the opposite side, bounced off the shield, and splashed gravel on the steps beside him, making him fall backwards.

Then he retreated as quickly as possible and dragged a dead body over to strengthen his cover.

Matteo Ricci behind him looked at him with shocking eyes...

"Who are these guys, why do they have the Spaniard's mesh rope?"

Yang Feng said.

Matteo Ricci hesitated for a moment.

"Say, if you don't want to be part of this bunker, just tell you what you know."

Yang Feng said.

His short assault scared the soldiers very much, and he was still in shock at this time.

"Your Excellency General, these were brought by Gao Panlong, the right deputy censor of the Censorate, and are said to be the volunteer team of Changzhou Prefecture.

There are several similar ones, all of which are under the names of each mansion.

As for the combs, these combs were provided by Guangdong merchants, and were made in Macau and Foshan. They were called turtledove guns. An official who returned from the capital said that their enemies were wearing heavy armor and bird guns could not penetrate, but this combs were enough to penetrate, so the Ministry of War in Nanjing and those who formed volunteer teams from all over the country were buying them.

But the soldiers didn't like it.

It was too heavy, and soldiers prefer bird guns or even three-eyed guns.”

Matteo Ricci said.

"Did you contact them?"

Yang Feng asked.

"No, no, these have nothing to do with us. They are Wang Honghui, the Minister of Rites in Nanjing. He is from Qiongzhou, Guangdong. This kind of thing has long been used to defend against pirates in Guangdong. Some folk gentry in the mountainous areas also bought it for defense against thieves, but they are used to fire shotguns."

Matteo Ricci quickly cut off his relationship.

"Come on, kill these thieves and reward each with a hundred taels!"

Several green robe officials arrived below, and the leader shouted without hesitation.

The soldiers looked at each other, and then they reorganized their team and began to attack the stage again. However, at this time, the weapons were replaced by spears. Everyone held the spears and moved closer together, forming a formation along the steps that were actually dozens of meters long.

"I like this!"

Yang Feng took the hand cannon from the imperial concubine behind and said.

Then he lit the fuse, held the exaggerated weapon in both hands, and suddenly pulled the trigger when the soldiers approached ten meters.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The shotgun sprayed from the trumpet-shaped muzzle instantly knocked down one piece.

However, because the soldiers were closely approaching, there was no effect of rolling down. Fortunately, this problem was easy to solve, because the imperial concubine handed over the second one, Yang Feng did not fire, but just stretched out the gun. The soldiers who had already known the power of this thing in the front row screamed without hesitation and then fled desperately. The panic spread behind them, and finally they began to roll on the very steep steps again.

"The waste is not as good as the Qi family army!"

Yang Feng said contemptuously.

It is obvious that these mercenaries are far inferior to the Qi family army, and the latter will hardly suffer a defeat, and they can truly cover their companions with death.

These……

That is the level of the bald army.

"Go on, one hundred taels per person, you guys, get on!"

A green robe official roared below.

"Who is this?"

Wanli said.

Only sounds can be heard in their positions, but in fact they can't see the bottom, so Li Zhi carefully stepped forward a few steps down and looked...

"Your Majesty, he is the former minister of the official department, Menglin, a native of Yixing, and a Jinshi in the 11th year of Wanli."

He retreated and said.

"Since you are a juren, can you tell me how the Book of Sages teaches these dog things?"

Wanli said with a gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, the books of sages are just a stepping stone for these people. Loyalty and righteousness are just talked about, but in fact they are all wealth and honorable, and are no different from merchants who profit. The affairs of the capital have caused the benefits of officials and gentry. Now Your Majesty goes south to this generation naturally has to resist in order to protect wealth. These have nothing to do with what books they have read. Your Majesty has just seen their high-sounding memorials being coaxed, but in fact they are just covered up by morality, benevolence and righteousness, and ultimately for personal gain.

I just don’t want to be with these hypocrites, so I have never had any exams or asked for an official position after I passed the imperial examination. I just became a casual cloud and wild crane to accompany those peddlers and barracks.

The peddler is at least open-minded and says whatever he does!

What's more, the books of sages are not real books of sages. They are just some of the remarks of the ancients. There are many fallacies. Loyal ministers and righteous men are not read by these books. If you really read these books well, you can read loyal ministers and righteous men. Qin Hui could read the books of sages much better than Yue Wumu. Confucian scholars just put gold on his face and said that those loyal ministers and righteous men became loyal ministers and righteous men after reading the books of sages. But loyal ministers and righteous men were originally loyal ministers and righteous men, but they did not read the Four Books and Five Classics to become loyal ministers and righteous men."

Li Zhi said with a smile.

"If you put your words in the past, I will be punished, but now I am really speechless. It's because I'm wrong. I was too confused before."

Wanli sighed.

"Your Majesty, I have also written some articles. If you want to read it, I am willing to offer it."

Li Zhi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a few loud bangs suddenly sounded below...

"Damn it, you even use the grenade launcher?"

Then Yang Feng's scream sounded.

The next moment, a few black shadows fell in the sky, bounced up on the ground and fell again. The fuses on it quickly burned to the end, and then several of them exploded. The iron sheets and gravels were probably scattered in the smoke and fire, and poison was obviously added inside, so the color of the smoke was strange. At this time, the explosion weapons of the Ming Dynasty seemed to like to add poison.

The Imperial Concubine screamed in fear and jumped into the big box as fast as possible. She only remembered after she entered...

"Long live, come in!"

She waved to Wanli and then crawled out on his own initiative.

"My dear, just go in. Can I get in with my figure?"

Wanli said.

The Imperial Concubine looked at his figure and said that His Majesty the Emperor could not get in, so she got in again.

Then a gust of river wind blew, and the poisonous fog and gun smoke disappeared instantly.

"Your Majesty, this is a flying cannon."

Li Zhi said.

Then the sound of bulging cannons sounded again, but all of them were approaching, not reaching where they were. Instead, they fell around Yang Feng, one of which happened to land at his feet. Yang Feng grabbed the thing that looked very much like a super-large fireworks as fast as possible and threw it out directly.

This thing exploded in mid-air...

"Your Majesty, take off your wing crown and pull it out and buckle it on. This thing is very powerful. As long as you don't get hit on your body and explode, those fragments cannot be broken. Matteo Ricci, if you want to stay in the Ming Dynasty, protect your Majesty and kick it away if you fall next to you."

Yang Feng shouted.

The tone sounded again.

Matteo Ricci looked at him speechlessly, then took out a cross, and it was obvious that he was going to use this.

However, as soon as he took it out, a flying thunder landed at his feet. He was so scared that he quickly retreated. Li Zhi quickly blocked Wanli, and then the flying thunder exploded. Matteo Ricci screamed and fell down. Several shrapnel hit Li Zhi's back. The old man immediately fell to Wanli. His Majesty the Emperor also got shrapnel, but this flying thunder was a tin tube filled with gunpowder and messy iron tubes. The shrapnel caused was weak and could not penetrate the soft armor inside him. He was just knocked by Li Zhi and sat down immediately.

Just as he sat down, a fierce whistling passed by the audience...

"Ma, we're finally here!"

Yang Feng said with a long breath.

Behind those soldiers, thousands of new troops appeared, among which the leader was the fire he sent. It was obvious that they had developed many comrades. The light chariots in front of these new troops fell, and the muzzles of the Franz jets sprayed flames at the soldiers below the stage...
Chapter completed!