"Long live the handsome man!"

"Long live the handsome man!"

...

Amid the cheers of the middle hall, Yang Dashuai returned to the capital.

Speaking of which, the cheers at this time were even louder than when he came back before. It was obvious that because of this iron-fisted anti-corruption campaign, the loyalty of the military and civilians in the capital to Yang Dashen soared. After all, the people liked this. Yang Dashen fulfilled their promise to give them food and clothing, and now he fulfilled his promise of justice. Isn’t this the leader they long for?

Now Yang Dashuai tells them with practical actions that he is the leader they have longed for for generations.

As for the dissatisfaction of those generals, it has nothing to do with them. If Marshal Yang indulges them, he is truly sorry for the people.

A group of original lower-level officers and soldiers, because of the leadership and promotion of Yang Dashen, all became high-ranking officials. They did not want to serve Yang Dashen. Instead, they became resentful because Yang Dashen did not let them be corrupt and abuse the law. What qualifications do they have? Without Yang Dashen, they still couldn't eat enough under the severance of corrupt officials! The people's eyes are bright, and they are not fools. Of course, they understand the right and wrong of this internal storm.

Yang Feng continued to move forward amid cheers, constantly waving to the soldiers and civilians on both sides.

At this time, the offense in the big city had been suspended, mainly because the group training and return home team could not hold on.

They fired tens of thousands of shells at the city these days, and the final harvest was only to destroy two triangular turrets, but this was useless, because the two triangular turrets were completely destroyed, and their ruins were still blocked in front of the city gate.

The only value for them is to push the heavy artillery forward a few hundred meters and then bombard the outer wall behind it within effective range.

But when will it be destroyed...

This depends on the supply capacity of their rear ammunition.

Tens of thousands of shells!

And most of them are heavy shells.

The elders of Zhending Township Sage Association are bleeding!

The shells were all silver. One round was made of more than ten kilograms of pig iron, several kilograms of gunpowder, tens of thousands of shells, plus the soldiers' muskets. In just a few days, nearly 100,000 kilograms of gunpowder were shot out. They were all bought from Sichuan and sulfur bought from Nanyang. Finally, they were shot out and heard a sound. What family business could hold on to this. And if you fire a few hundred rounds, you dare not use it again. This kind of field heavy artillery is not an iron cannon for defense. If you want to be able to maneuver normally outside, you can only use copper cannons, that is, thousands of kilograms of high-quality bronze. Countless craftsmen spent many days and had at least more than half of the scrap rate. In the end, they were shot two or three hundred rounds.

Then it has to be melted and recasted.

Then countless craftsmen are expending countless hours.

It can be said that every day of attack on the front line represents the rushing silver.

For the first time, those elders truly felt what modern wars were. In the past, one man, one horse, one bow and arrow, just carry a spear. At most, it costs money to raise horses. Infantry cannon fodder is the real cannon fodder.

Now?

Fight for silver, industry, resources, logistics and transportation, and everything outside the battlefield.

Some short-sighted and stingy elders regretted it at this time. If they had known that the war was so expensive, it would be better not to fight. After all, if the money was thrown out, it might not be possible to win in the end. It can be said that it would be a big gamble. At most, if there is no war, there will be no land, at least there will be money. But if you fail like this, the money will be gone, and even your life will be gone.

Maybe it's gone before the fight is finished.

In order to transport ammunition to the front line of the Great City, the elders began to organize road construction.

Otherwise, the cannon could not move, even the copper cannon would be three thousand pounds.

A copper cannon with a 3,000 jin is easy to get stuck if the road surface is almost of quality. In the past, the bridges that were just walking and donkey carts were not pulled. It is impossible to walk over without reinforcement or even rebuilding. In the past, there were ditches and bumps on the road, so I would carry over, and even if there were any ditches and bumps on the road were not needed to be carried. Now, it had to be filled in a ditches and bumps, and even reinforced.

Now they also deeply understand why Yang Feng does not fight at all except winter.

Countless civil servants need to maintain logistics.

If this were changed to spring and autumn, it would really be necessary to force the strong men to be civil servants. At least there was no farm work in winter, and those civil servants could barely call them out.

Anyway, they are not attacking now.

But it is impossible to bypass it. Although the big city is not a big pass, the city behind it is the same, and even the entire Yongping Prefectures of Shuntian, all cities are like this. They are all the same model. If they can't defeat the big city, they can't defeat anything else. Could it be to go all the way to the capital? Besides, the defense of the capital is more stringent, not only the triangular fort, but also the star fort on the outside. At this time, the capital was as solid as a rock. According to Yang Feng's estimate, if you don't evolve into the Armstrong cannon, you should not expect to open it.

At least one crow-level firepower is hopeless.

Therefore, the offense of the Dacheng Front Line regiment and the Returning Home Regiment Group has stopped and entered the siege, and then waited for reinforcements from other places to arrive.

After all, it is not the Northern Zhili's own business to restore the capital.

Or we can’t just pay for it in Zhili, the North.

Among the cheering crowd, he changed his clothes and even had to trim his beard. It was difficult to recognize Sun Chengzong, who had previously looked at this terrible enemy. Behind him was Lu Shanji, and dozens of subordinates who disguised as vendors. He really wanted to shoot Yang Feng at this moment, but the problem was that there were fanatical militias around him. He probably was beaten up as soon as he took out the gun. I have to say that the scene in front of him made him helpless. The place where the capital city is the best place has become like this!

Where has the loyalty and righteousness been gone!

"Shopkeeper Wang, why don't you come to the capital and your brothers?"

A sound rang out not far away.

"Brother Wang, I'm going to find you!"

Sun Chengzong smiled and bowed to Wang Wenyan.

Then the two of them were like old friends, chatting and laughing, and walking towards the shop not far behind. They did not notice that Yang Dashuai, who had already walked over, was turning back to look at them.

"Master, that's Wang Wenyan!"

Jiu Qiansui whispered.

"This big man looks familiar!"

Yang Feng said.

Sun Chengzong did make a comeback, but his height could not be changed!

Therefore, this kind of person with a striking figure is actually not suitable for these secret jobs, especially since he and Yang Feng met for a while.

"I think I'm an accomplice outside."

Jiu Qiansui said.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is here!"

Suddenly there was a shout in front of me.

Yang Feng and Jiu Qiansui quickly turned around and looked at the prince's ceremonial guard slowly coming in front of him. His highness, who had grown up, sat upright in the golden robe, and soon stopped in front of them. Then Yang Feng and others dismounted. His highness got out of the car to greet him. The two of them greeted him...

"The Marquis of Liaodong, Chang Luo, learned that the Marquis of Liaodong returned triumphantly, so he held a banquet in the palace to cleanse the dust of Liaodong Hou and to thank the Marquis of Liaodong for the country's war."

His Highness the Crown Prince said with a sincere face.

"Then I will only have to thank you!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Then he sent His Highness the Crown Prince back to Jin Lu, and rode his horse beside him, making him walk to the palace together like a sage minister. The soldiers and civilians on both sides continued to cheer, as if they respected His Highness the Crown Prince, but His Highness the Crown Prince is not annoying yet. The main reason is that no one thinks of him. In fact, if it weren't for him coming out, the military and civilians in the capital would have almost forgotten that there was a prince in the palace. At this time, His Highness the Crown Prince did not even have a wedding, and he is still a bachelor, although there would definitely be no shortage of women on the bed.

But the Crown Princess did not.

His father has been there for two years, so he has no time to worry about his lifelong affairs.

They walked to the palace together, and Zheng Dong, the second commander of the first town guarding Dong'anmen, had already brought his subordinates to welcome him.

At this time, the Palace was the first town in the Beijing Camp to defend.

Four infantrymen cooperated with four gates, the generals of the first town and artillery were stationed in the Meridian Gate, and the cavalry were stationed in the Shejitan, so the Red Turban Army's cannons could actually aim at the palace. Although this was a bit too much, it was very necessary. If you don't put the cannons on the imperial city, it would be difficult for Yang Dashen to enter the palace. However, Yang Feng and the others did not go to Chengtian Gate. He entered the city from Chaoyang Gate without going so far. He went directly to Dong'an and Donghua Gate to the imperial city. After all, he had to go to the side gate to the main gate.

There is no need to be that troublesome.

"Are you a veteran of the Beijing Camp?"

Yang Feng looked at Zheng Dong.

"When I go back to the Grand Marshal, my subordinate was originally the captain of the Jingying Camp."

Zheng Dong said quickly.

"Do your best, don't learn from Sun Lin. Follow me, your future will inevitably be yours."

Yang Feng said.

"I will follow the instructions of the Grand Marshal!"

Zheng Dong said.

Yang Feng walked in through the city gate with satisfaction.

"Long live the handsome man!"

"Long live the handsome man!"

...

The soldiers shouted excitedly on the city wall.

"Uh, Your Highness, brothers are too excited for a moment."

Yang Feng explained quickly if he had no silver here.

"It's okay, this is also the respect of the soldiers to the Marquis of Liaodong. The ancients also had a name for Long Live, but it was just a title. Didn't Eunuch Wei also be respected by the people to Nine Thousand Years?"

His Highness the Crown Prince said with a smile.

Then Yang Dashui laughed, and Wei Zhongxian quickly laughed, and continued to be harmonious with the ruler and his subjects for a while.

They continued to move forward to Donghua Gate. Ge Lao Shen and Ye Mengxiong were already waiting in front of the cabinet. It was obvious that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also invited them.

"Duke Longtang, can Yang's corruption be satisfied with the public?"

Yang Feng said to Ye Mengxiong.

"The Marquis of Liaodong hate evil and have strict laws and regulations. I admire it."

Ye Mengxiong said calmly.

"Yang hated corrupt officials the most in his life, and he made Taizu's anti-corruption act the lifelong wish. Whenever he saw this corrupt officials, he killed one person, no matter who he was, the court officials, the subordinates of Yang, or the commune, would be killed without mercy. However, it was not just about killing corrupt officials, but those who bribed and lured corrupt officials to commit crimes. If Duke Longtang knew that there was such a person, don't forget to continue reporting. When Yang saw each person, he would kill him."

Yang Feng said.

"That old man follows the entrusted by the Marquis of Liaodong!"

Ye Mengxiong said with a smile.

Zheng Dong, who had been sending them here, waved to his subordinates expressionlessly, and then took them back to Donghua Gate...
Chapter completed!