Chapter 003: The Frenzied Chongzhen
Yang Feng immediately woke up and hurriedly urged his horse to turn right out of the North An Gate. At the same time, cavalry from the opposite side shouted as they charged forward. He and Old Wang raced eastward at full speed along the base of the imperial city, but they were soon blocked by a unit of Shun troops coming straight at them.
At this time, the troops had just entered the city, and it was certainly impossible to have any defenses at the water gate. Moreover, it was early spring, and there was hardly any water left at the water gate. Although there were usually three iron barriers blocking the way, Yang Feng still had some confidence in those cast iron bars. At this moment, he claimed that lifting a thousand pounds was not an exaggeration; as long as these iron barriers did not weigh as much as the thousand-pound gate of Zhonghua Gate, he estimated that he could still manage to open them, even if it meant crawling through the sewer, which would be a bit embarrassing. However, he still had some confidence in those cast iron bars. At this moment, he claimed that lifting a thousand pounds was not an exaggeration; as long as these iron barriers did not weigh as much as the thousand-pound gate of Zhonghua Gate, he estimated that he could still manage to open them, even if it meant crawling through the sewer, which would be a bit embarrassing.
Indeed, Your Majesty, it is certain that we cannot exit through the city gate. It would be better to go out through the Dongzhimen Water Gate. Although the Water Gate has an iron grille, with Your Majesty's divine strength, it is possible that you could lift it.
Yang Feng dragged the streetlight pole, walking silently with his head down. The five-hundred-meter corridor between the red walls felt so long, and in the backdrop of a dynasty's end, it seemed that the only sound was that of steel scraping against the stone slabs behind him
At the same time, Yang Feng's arms shot out like lightning, each grabbing the reins of a galloping warhorse. He then let out a loud roar and pulled simultaneously towards the center. The two warhorses neighed in distress as they dragged him forward for a few steps, ultimately yielding helplessly. Yang Feng then mounted one of the horses and placed his streetlight pole on the back of the other horse.
Yang Feng turned around in a strange manner
A general clad in armor, riding a black steed, holding the reins in one hand and a mace in the other, stands poised on horseback at the ancient city gate
Yang Feng urged the horse forward, and as he passed by the young girl, he reached out his hand, looking at her with a terrified gaze
Yang Feng moved his shoulders like an evil big boss and said with a certain sense of intoxication: "Very good!"
Yang Feng casually discarded the broken wolf fang club and, amidst a pool of blood, picked up the streetlight pole and said
Old Wang said from behind
Yang Feng resolutely stated
Yang Feng said with a sense of melancholy
You should go down and wait for a while first
Old Wang looked a bit melancholic; it was indeed too heavy to carry. With this stick added, it weighed over 200 jin, and this small Mongolian horse truly seemed a bit overwhelmed by the burden
Then the officer shouted
Directly east, rush to Xianfang!
Turn right
At this moment, the North Central Gate stood wide open, and a glance ahead revealed the North An Gate, five hundred meters away. This northern gate of the imperial city was tightly shut, yet not a single guard could be seen. On either side were the red palace walls, and between the two opposing side gates, eunuchs occasionally hurried past in a state of panic. With his enhanced hearing, Yang Feng could clearly hear the terrified shouts of the eunuchs behind the palace walls, although the sounds of battle from outside were still somewhat distant.
Yang Feng said with melancholy
We can leave the city from the Water Gate
Old Wang said tremulously
Can this horse carry me?
Because they ultimately have to face the city gates, it is impossible for them to head towards Andingmen given the direction they are currently running. The nearest option is to go to Dongzhimen, and they can also head south to Chaoyangmen. Regardless of which gate they choose, the Shun army has already taken control. After Li Zicheng surrounded all the city gates of Beijing, he breached the outer city gates, and then Liu Zongmin entered the city from the south, while the northern troops entered through Deshengmen and Andingmen. Although the eastern side is not the main attack direction, it is also not a place they can enter and exit freely. The Shun army has already taken control. After Li Zicheng surrounded all the city gates of Beijing, he breached the outer city gates, and then Liu Zongmin entered the city from the south, while the northern troops entered through Deshengmen and Andingmen. Although the eastern side is not the main attack direction, it is also not a place they can enter and exit freely.
Kill!
The surroundings were enveloped in silence
But at this moment, there is no time to worry about so much
Yang Feng let out a loud shout and began to run while dragging his streetlight pole
The young girl exclaimed
Here is Juxianfang, to the north is the granary of Taicang, and nearby are ordinary residences. The main route for the troops entering the city is along the north-south roads, with the primary targets being the imperial palace and various government offices. This area is considered part of Daxing County. Moreover, the young girl behind him is clearly very familiar with the terrain, navigating through alleys and avoiding encounters with the advancing troops, aside from some scattered soldiers and commoners. As for those scattered soldiers and commoners, at this moment, with fathers dead and mothers remarrying, everyone is looking out for themselves, who still cares about others? Although he is wearing a dragon robe, which is quite conspicuous, at this time, it is not only the emperor who wears such attire. He is dressed in a plain blue outfit, and as long as no one counts the dragons on his robe, who would know if he is the emperor, a prince, or even a duke.
At that moment, a woman's piercing scream suddenly echoed, and a young girl rushed in from the North Gate. Just a few seconds later, two cavalrymen from the Shun army burst in laughing. However, at that very moment, all three of them were stunned, staring in shock at the corpses scattered across the ground. The girl let out a scream and cleverly pressed herself against the wall, while the two cavalrymen simultaneously shouted and urged their horses forward without hesitation
On the nearly one-kilometer-long street directly facing the Drum Tower, a large army of several thousand is pouring in. At the forefront, a middle-aged general sits astride a warhorse, surrounded by hundreds of elite cavalry, gazing at him with a cold, piercing look
Turn left
This is indeed a choice
Yang Feng said
Hold on!
Yang Feng hurriedly turned the horse into a nearby alley
The girl looked at him foolishly
This, following me, is also a matter of life and death for you!
Two soldiers immediately advanced, their long spears thrusting forward. At the same time, a gunshot rang out behind Yang Feng, and one soldier was shot by Wang Cheng'en. Yang Feng seized another spear, exerted a slight force, and directly snatched it away, then held it upside down and struck fiercely at the soldier's face. The warhorse between his legs charged straight at him. Yang Feng then threw the spear upward, caught the tail end, and whipped it forward like a whip. His strength was now astonishing, and the flexible white wax rod swung open like a leather whip, whistling through the air. He exerted a slight force to snatch it away again, holding it upside down and striking fiercely at the soldier's face, while the warhorse between his legs charged straight at him. Yang Feng then threw the spear upward, caught the tail end, and whipped it forward like a whip. His strength was now astonishing, and the flexible white wax rod swung open like a leather whip, whistling through the air, causing the soldiers to scream in agony.
The sound of a warhorse's neigh echoed simultaneously.
Then the young girl suddenly said in a low voice
Two horses galloped wildly down a narrow alley, with a girl behind Yang Feng continuously instructing him on which way to go. Soon, they burst onto a wide street where there were no enemy troops, but they saw a group of Ming soldiers fleeing in panic. They recognized the royal attire on Yang Feng, knowing it was the dragon robe worn by the Emperor and not that of a noble. Immediately, the leading officer shouted: "Hurry, it is His Majesty!"
This feeling
The young girl hurriedly embraced him
Then the young girl said
Two unfortunate soldiers were directly knocked away
The North Gate has been breached
Yang Feng said in silence
As the general urged the warhorse, the charge commenced simultaneously. In the blink of an eye, the sound of iron hooves trampling on the stone slabs approached. Following closely, the wolf-toothed club was raised high, and in the moment of passing by Yang Feng, it descended with a terrifying rush of wind.
At that moment, a ray of sunlight squeezed through the gap in the clouds behind Yang Feng, and his figure in the dragon robe appeared so imposing. The young girl, in a daze, reached out her hand. Yang Feng leaned forward, wrapped his arm around her, and with a slight exertion, lifted her onto himself, allowing her to sit behind him. He then turned to look at her face, which could only be described as delicate, and said in a deep voice: "Do not be afraid, I will take you out of the city"
Yang Feng suddenly swung the streetlight pole in his hand, which emitted a low, mournful sound as it struck the soldier at the front. Weighing over a hundred pounds and propelled with great speed, it possessed nearly the kinetic energy of a cannonball, sending the foremost soldier flying. The momentum of the streetlight pole did not diminish; it continued to crash forward against the stone pavement, while all the soldiers behind screamed and hurriedly tried to evade it. At that moment, Yang Feng seized the general's spiked club and charged forward like a ferocious beast, employing a seemingly clumsy yet inexplicably effective technique. One by one, he smashed the soldiers of the opposing army, causing blood and flesh to fly. In just a few minutes, there was not a single opponent left standing in the entire corridor.
Your Majesty, please mount!
However, this is of no use at all
Two soldiers of the Shun army, who were rushing out from a nearby household while clutching gold and silver, stared in astonishment at them. They were then knocked down and trampled by the galloping warhorses. However, at that moment, at the other end of the alley, dozens of Shun army soldiers appeared. Before the young girl could speak, Yang Feng turned and darted into the right alley, continuing to run until he reached the main street directly facing Anding Gate. At this time, there was also a troop of Shun soldiers marching south on this main street.
Yang Feng cried out in grief and indignation
The soldiers of the advancing army across from him finally regained their senses. The one at the front immediately raised his sword and charged forward with a loud shout, followed closely by dozens of soldiers behind him who also launched an assault
Yang Feng shouted
Yang Feng said
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted
You all hurry up, what the hell, where is your integrity
Where to next
Upon seeing this, Old Wang hurriedly mounted his horse
Yang Feng raised the streetlight pole and, with a loud shout, charged forward. Just at the moment before the impact, he suddenly pushed the streetlight pole horizontally upward.
Hold tight
Yang Feng reminisced about his streetlight pole and then shouted
Why don't you come down instead!
Go
Yang Feng suddenly grabbed his streetlight pole and swung it forward. The warhorse beneath him nearly collapsed under the force of the action. At the same time, the heavy streetlight pole, accompanied by a strange whistling sound, struck the advancing troops of the enemy, resulting in a scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere. Amidst the screams, the soldiers hurriedly tried to evade. Immediately after, Yang Feng fiercely yanked the tail of the warhorse beside him. The intense pain caused the warhorse to let out a mournful cry and charge forward. As it surged ahead, a barrage of arrows and even bullets struck its body. Just as it fell to the ground with the momentum, Yang Feng charged out ferociously.
Old Wang shouted from behind
The young girl said softly
At this moment, who has the time to count the dragons on him
At the moment they were frantically trying to evade, Yang Feng also charged directly into the alley opposite.
Quick, take him down and present him to the King of Chaos
The soldiers on both sides of the street rushed forward in a panic to block their way, but including Old Wang, Yang Feng and the other two swiftly crossed the not-so-wide street and directly dashed into the alley on the opposite side. By the time they surged forward, the two horses had already slipped into a narrow alley heading south
Yang Feng, carrying a streetlight pole, was accompanied by Old Wang, who was on guard with a shotgun in hand, dressed in his eye-catching dragon robe, swaggering down Jingshan.
"I, a servant, have lost all my family to the plague and have nowhere to go. Even if it means death, I am willing to serve Your Majesty."
Let's go to the Water Gate
He urged the warhorses forward, and the two steeds stepped out simultaneously, charging towards the bright sunlight directly to the North Gate, and then ... ...
The mace swept past his head, and at that moment, his right hand suddenly reached out, lightning-fast, grabbing the horse's tail. The warhorse let out a mournful cry, dragging him forward for two meters, and then, as if being pulled by an elephant, it suddenly fell backward. The general on the horse was thrown into the air, and at the same time, Yang Feng raised the streetlight pole in his left hand, the hundred-pound steel striking his head. As the general hit the ground, he immediately lost consciousness.