However, Yang Feng said this too early.

Just a few minutes later, he was slapped in the face by reality.

Because the cavalry suddenly unfolded its formation and crashed into the back of the Shun Army fiercely. As the horses galloped, nearly 10,000 spears continued to pierce the bodies of the unprepared Shun Army cavalry. Among these sneak attackers, a big flag with the word Jiang danced in the wind. The Shun Army cavalry who were suddenly attacked and caught in front and back attacks began to defeat the south without any suspense. The defeat of the cavalry destroyed the last bit of fighting spirit of the infantry who was struggling to support. Whether those miscellaneous cards or Li Zicheng's old camp elites gave up fighting and fled in a hurry to the south, the entire defense line collapsed instantly like a sand dam in front of the flood.

"This is fate!"

Yang Feng sighed speechlessly.

He turned Wu Sangui into the pillar of the Ming Dynasty, and made the Battle of Shanhaiguan, a painful sign in the history of Chinese civilization, disappear, but it failed to stop Li Zicheng from repeating this tragedy in another way. Without Wu Sangui as a traitor, there was Jiang Guan who was a traitor, and without the crushing defeat of Shanhaiguan, there was Huairou's crushing defeat. This was like a fate, a tragic fate. Now everything is irreversible. Jiang Guan, who originally came to reinforce Li Zicheng according to the order, turned against him and became Dorgon's accomplice and became the last straw that broke the camel's back. As for what he got, Yang Feng was no longer interested in caring, and he had even lost the interest in continuing to watch.

At the last glance at Shunjun who was collapsed across the board and the banner that was rushing to make a fuss, Yang Feng showed a complicated smile.

"Let's go, don't watch it anymore, it's boring!"

He stood up and said.

"Your Majesty, Tartars, we are surrounded!"

Liang Cheng looked at the foot of the mountain behind him and said with a serious look on his face.

Indeed, they were surrounded. By the way, Yang Feng plays, it would be a fantasy if he doesn't have such a thing. His twelve dragon flags are simply summoning the enemy. Dorgon has long been eyeing him. Of course, such a good opportunity cannot be missed. Compared with Li Zicheng, Yang Feng needs to be killed more. Just during the battle at the foot of the mountain, a Qing army bypassed Shushan, but did not attack the flanks of Shunjun, but blocked the road down the mountain, and then...

"The Tartars are setting fire!"

Huang Binqing exclaimed.

Indeed, it is spring, and it is the season when the southeast wind blows. The Qing army in the northwest direction of Shushan is surrounded by thousands of troops. The Qing army surrounding Shushan is starting to ignite fire in the south of the mountain. A large number of Qing soldiers are scattered in the dense forest, holding torches to continuously ignite fire points. Then these fire points are quickly connected into lines, and then the wind continues to advance.

In this way, Yang Feng’s only choice is to go east and then come out through a narrow valley.

The Qing army blocked the exit of this valley. At least 5,000 cavalrymen in Manzhou were formed into dozens of thick square formations under the mountain, waiting for Yang Feng and the five hundred Jinyiwei to come to the door. Relying on their super vision, Yang Feng could even see the smile on the faces of the generals in the inlaid yellow flag leading the Qing army. Not only that, they even set up ten Fran aircraft in front of their formation, ready to greet him with shells.

"Dorgon, you are causing trouble for yourself!"

Yang Feng said helplessly.

"Your Majesty, go south, and I am rushing through the fire in front of you. This kind of wildfire looks scary, but the fire is not very strong. Now it is not that the dry things are dry in autumn, and it is difficult for these trees to burn, that is, the dead branches and leaves below are burning, and it is not difficult for cavalry to break through."

Liang Cheng said.

At this time, thick smoke began to emerge from the foot of the mountain to the south. It was obvious that the Qing army had poured oil in advance when igniting the fire. You could even see the flames soaring into the sky, constantly licking and rolling the tall trees, and the thick smoke began to float in the wind.

"No, let's go west!"

Yang Feng said with a domineering look on his face: "I want Dorgon to know the price of disturbing me."

"west?"

Everyone was stunned.

To the west is the battlefield, and the torrent of Qing army infantry and cavalry were sweeping south, chasing the collapsed Shun army. It was a battlefield where more than 200,000 troops fought. Five hundred cavalry were just a splash inside, and they might be swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

This is too exaggerated!

"Let's go down and teach Dorgon a lesson!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he got on the red horse and then urged the horse to go down the mountain.

Zheng Chenggong and others looked at each other helplessly, surrounded His Majesty the Emperor with the five hundred cavalry, heading straight to the vast battlefield along the road down the mountain, and even the twelve dragon flags were not collected, and they were hunting in the wind in front of the team. The Shu Mountain was just a small hill. When the Qing army discovered them, the team was almost at the foot of the mountain. Yang Feng took the lead, and the giant bow in his hand kept repeating the archery movements. The Qing army, who was turning around in the distance, was constantly falling off the horse. The Zhenghong Banner Manzhou cavalry, who was closest to them, didn't care about chasing the Shun Army, who fled south, and hurriedly lined up at the foot of the mountain to prepare for the battle.

Yang Feng almost shot out all nearly two hundred giant arrows, and under his cover, five hundred iron cavalry completed the array in a farmland on the hillside.

"kill!"

His Majesty the Emperor roared and threw the giant bow and jumped onto the dark horse, then picked up his pair of irons and rushed straight towards the Qing army. Behind him, Zheng Chenggong and five hundred iron cavalry followed closely.

"Kill, avenge the King of England!"

He yelled opposite the Red Flag Manzhou Meilezhang Jingshuozhan.

At least 3,000 Banners Manzhou, which had been gathered together in a squarry of more than ten floors, all cavalry were as dense as possible. The dog emperor's ability to attack was unstoppable. The conventional cavalry combat methods in the past were not applicable to him. It was necessary to concentrate the square array to the maximum extent to block his impact, and then piled up his life continuously until he was piled up to death. This was the tactics formulated by Dorgon against Yang Feng. This was the first time that Shuozhan used it. The three thousand red flags of Manzhou were elites who came forward like moving walls.

But at this moment, Yang Feng suddenly pointed forward with Tieyi in his right hand.

"Taizu appeared!"

He suddenly roared.

Just as a meteor passed by, a strange light ball appeared dozens of meters above the Qing army's formation. Before the Qing army and the Ming army behind us could react, the light ball, which seemed like water, poured down and directly hit the Qing army. The next moment, countless screams that were not as good as humans suddenly rang out.

Yang Feng turned around with great speed and flew southward in front of the Qing army formation.

On his right side, the water flow from the sky was still pouring down. As the water flow splashed, the Qing army seemed to fall into hell. All the people poured by the water flow made terrifying screams that were not like humans. They were like being boiled in boiling water, and they rushed to the horse and struggled madly. As white smoke emerged from their bodies, as if they were dripping on the iron, terrible bubbles kept rising from their faces. Their war horses, their weapons, and their armor were all smoking. The first to bear the brunt of Shuo Zhan even ablated into a monster. He opened his ablated mouth, screamed and raised his hands, stared at the ablated eyes and looked up at the sky. The hands were actually exposed with charred bones.

Although it was sunny and sunny at this time, Zheng Chenggong and others still felt a gust of wind when they watched this scene.

Not only under the light ball, the rapids fell to the ground and then splashed around. All the soldiers and war horses who were splashed by the rapids made heart-wrenching screams, even if only a drop was splashed on their faces. Even those who were not splashed, just inhaled smoke or were in the smoke, screamed. The war horses that were stomping on the water flowing on the ground all ran away desperately.

It seems that it is not water, but...

sulfuric acid.

Xiaoqian used a can of smoked sulfuric acid to solve the first battle for Yang Feng. Twenty-way smoked sulfuric acid killed a Meile, a Jiala and three Niulu, and there were nearly 48 Banners and the collapse of nearly 3,000 Manzhou elites.

Just as the cavalry of the Zhenghong Banner Manzhou were fleeing madly by this scene, the five hundred cavalry led by Yang Feng crashed into the back of the Qing army that was chasing the Shun army.

Just as Jiang Yan's back attacked Li Zicheng off guard, Yang Feng's back attack also caught the Qing army off guard. Those Eight Banner elites who were chasing Shun Army did not expect anyone to attack from behind. Waving two iron pills like a sickle dragon waving their terrifying claws, Yang Feng kept tearing the elites of the Eight Banners Manzhou from behind the Qing army. At this moment, he seemed like a demon god, galloping among the thousands of troops with the howling of death. Wherever he passed, no matter what people and war horses were, they were broken, and a blood red kept running through the Qing army with him.

The five hundred cavalry that had been shaped like a scattered by the Yangtze River Delta formation behind him, as he broke through the gap, they also brought down the Qing army from behind like a destruction. They urged the war horses with vests to run at full speed, and moved forward in the Qing army, which had become chaotic because of the pursuit, and followed the twelve dragon flags, killing like a broken bamboo.

They all let out a cheerful roar when they were red-eyed.

"Kill, kill the Tartars, good men will wash the battlefield with passion!"

Liu Zhaoji behind Yang Feng roared, just like what he did with four hundred personal soldiers when Yangzhou City was broken in history, he used the goose feather knife in his hand to block the attack from the flanks for their emperor.

"Kill, kill the Tartars!"

Everyone behind him was roaring.

The flags were flying, the iron cavalry was sturdy, and the invincible commander led the invincible legion, galloping across the board, writing their myths with the blood of the alien race.

However, Dorgon was stunned!

In the middle army behind him, he looked at the twelve dragon flags that were passing through his army at extremely fast speed, and even forgot what he should do.

"What's this? Is it a shame for yourself?"
Chapter completed!