I have a cornucopia

Chapter 169 Dance of the Dragon

At this moment, Yang Feng seemed to be possessed by a king. He kept moving forward to grab the Qing cavalry one by one, and then threw them into the Yangtze River.

Just throw it in and don't worry about anything else.

Almost none of these cavalry can swim...

They are brave barbarian warriors, but let alone swimming, they have probably only taken a few baths in their lives.

What's wrong with the fishing and hunting people? They just fish in mountain streams, not on mighty rivers, and they mainly fish in winter. They don't need swimming skills at all. In fact, they need to avoid being immersed in water as much as possible in their lives. matter. In this era, in tribes that lacked a relatively complete medical system, once they got sick, they were basically waiting to die. Especially for fishing and hunting people, getting sick also meant a sharp decline in hunting ability.

Then starvation.

They need to avoid disease as much as possible.

Just like a smart beast will try its best to avoid prey that will hurt itself.

Therefore, although the Eight Banners Manchu warriors who were thrown more than ten meters by Yang Feng and then fell into the river were only ten meters away from the pontoon, these ten meters were beyond their reach.

"Come here!"

He stood on the pontoon where only the horses were left, and shouted arrogantly with his fingers raised.

Wu Zhenchaoha and the others tried their best to make this heavy thing move forward little by little...

After all, he could only face two or three Qing troops at the same time.

Yang Feng immediately stuck his head out...

Although the warships upstream could already be seen, they were still a little far away and did not know what was happening here at night, so they did not rush to rescue.

A few hundred meters behind him, a group of Qing troops were struggling to push a Hongyi cannon, which was just a small one.

Of course, Dodo could only repay his enthusiasm with more sharp arrows.

Yang Feng shouted.

Furious roars sounded from behind the Qing army.

"Damn it, give me some face!"

He's not even in danger.

"cannon!"

The Qing soldiers on the bridge were cursing desperately, and then looked behind them in horror. Like a wild boar arching open, Qing soldiers kept flying up.

Kilogram level.

The Qing troops on the shore were shouting in confusion, but they could only watch as they disappeared into the river.

My Prince Yu of the Qing Dynasty has a deep hatred for Yang Feng. After all, the only tragic defeat in his life was caused by Yang Feng. The Battle of Texas is unforgettable to him. More importantly, he does not think that he is not capable enough. The key is Yang Feng's ability. It was this rogue tactic that led to his failure, so he kept waiting for a chance to take revenge. Seeing Yang Feng alone on the pontoon bridge, he even raised his bow and arrow himself and shot at the monster. However, there were too many horses stranded on the pontoon bridge, and Yang Feng who got inside didn't care at all.

Hiding inside the war horse, he hastily summoned a cornucopia.

"Hey, you haven't left yet?"

"Dado, if you're a man, let's challenge him alone. I'll give you one arm."

Duduo roared angrily to the back.

On the pontoon bridge across the Yangtze River, Yang Feng was alone against the densely packed Qing troops in front of him, throwing them into the Yangtze River as he kept moving forward. Although his opponents were numerous in number, due to the limitations of the bridge deck, they were not only able to attack him There were only a few of them, and they couldn't escape quickly. There were even Qing troops who were constantly squeezed off the pontoon bridge by their companions in panic. The Qing troops on the north bank were mobilizing in chaos, trying to get the musketeers to quickly rush for reinforcements, but they were also blocked by the chaos on the bridge and could not move forward. After all, there were still those who did not have to face Yang Feng and were escaping, while the subsequent Qing troops on Xinshengzhou were still there. They continued to flock to the bridge and crowded together with the Qing troops who ran out of the bridge.

At most, there were not many Qing troops behind him shooting arrows at him.

He said.

It is said that even the Eight Banners Manchu warriors would have a hard time fighting him alone without two or three hundred. Two or three would be an insult to him.

But this is not surprising. Duduo's troops are themselves rearguards. Besides, a retreat of this level must have someone with enough identity to suppress it from behind.

He looked at Duduo, who was moving forward behind the Qing army, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Cannon, quickly bring the cannon over and kill this monster!"

The Qing troops who had fled back to Xinshengzhou quickly formed an array. They raised their bows and arrows in shock. The next moment, a dense rain of arrows roared, but Yang Feng simply grabbed a war horse, and then the unlucky war horse was killed. Being stabbed like a hedgehog, the severe pain caused the war horse to scream and rush into the Yangtze River. However, there were many war horses in front of him, so he pulled another one over immediately.

They struggled desperately in the river, screaming and calling for help, but their bodies sank in the constant struggle. Some even grabbed their companions from close range, and then the two entangled each other and sank quickly together. underwater. It is difficult to float corpses, mainly because they have a lot of various things on them, including at least armors, weapons, and even gold and silver in their arms. The weight of these things will carry them down until the weight of their bodies Microbial fermentation begins.

It's a pity that the bridge is not too long...

A true dive.

Yang Feng did not expect that he would encounter such a good thing. Now on this pontoon bridge several hundred meters long, there are all the Qing troops waiting for him to throw them away in chaos...

On the water, the Qing troops were desperately asking for help.

But let alone the Hongyi cannon, there is not even a bird blunderbuss. The bird blunderbuss is used by the Han infantry. The Eight Banners Manchuria has not degenerated to use this. Their strong bows and heavy arrows are better than the bird blunderbuss. I am the Qing Dynasty The good times after using bird guns to enter the pass have been too long, and they can no longer draw their strong bows.

In fact, Dorgon did not think about protecting their pontoon bridge. They had naval forces upstream, and hundreds of large and small warships were upstream to protect the pontoon bridge downstream. But he never thought that Yang Feng would ignore it. He was on the naval defense line upstream, diving for dozens of miles and emerging directly from the water.

Came by diving.

But even at the thousand-pound level, walking here is like a challenger crawling in the mire of Wudong's muddy stage.

Of course he can't swim in full heavy armor, otherwise he would have to walk in the mud at the bottom of the Yangtze River like the pirates in Pirates of the Caribbean. His suit is not lighter than him, so it only has the most basic protection. It is no problem to defend against an arrow, but It's no longer enough to charge head-on into enemy groups. But now that the situation is critical, I can only gamble on my guess. If I can find something suitable for this situation from the cornucopia, it is almost certain that this thing is not random, but manipulated by someone.

In the end, this strange battle scene was formed.

Yang Feng continued to move forward happily on the pontoon. The Qing troops in front of him kept flying up, and the Qing troops beside him kept being swallowed by the river.

Then he grabbed the thing inside and pulled it out violently.

The next moment, a huge thing spurted out like a mountain. Yang Feng, who had experienced this many times, got down without any hesitation. At the same time, he crossed his hands and the cornucopia disappeared immediately. The thing that hadn't finished coming out was like being hit by a forty-meter-long knife. Cut off like a sever. And because Yang Feng turned his back to the Qing army when he took out the weapon, the thing flew directly in the direction of the Qing army. At the same time, like a giant frost dragon summoned from a magical world, it shot up white mist like a rocket and reached the top of the Qing army on the shore.
Then it brought thick fog falling from the sky and fell into the middle of the Qing army who looked up in shock.

In the bright light of the torches in the hands of the Qing army, Yang Feng could still clearly see the three letters above before they were swallowed up by the fog...

LNG.

"Damn it, you're playing with me!"

He jumped into the Yangtze River without any hesitation, and at the same time picked up the silver hanging on a war horse. The weight of the latter caused him to sink straight to the bottom of the river. At least four meters underwater, he still moved forward frantically, trying to get away from the thing he had just touched.

The next moment, fire flashed above his head, followed by an explosion like the earth was shattering.

Although the four-meter-deep river water provided him with sufficient protection, and the location of the explosion was a little far away from him, the violent power still set off huge waves, throwing him up and almost fainting from the shock. He was like a shaken like a goldfish in a fish tank. He didn't know how long it took before he finally stabilized, and then emerged from the water. He looked at the position of the Qing army with shocked eyes. The place was already in a mess. Not only had the bridge head of the pontoon been blown away, but they were also gathered there. The Qing troops who attacked him were also blown away.

To be precise, it flew into pieces.

The explosion point was surrounded by debris from the Qing army.

The broken pieces were full of wounded and fallen Qing soldiers, wailing in pain.

What he actually took out was a liquefied natural gas tank, and it was just a gas tank, but because he closed the cornucopia the moment he summoned it, only half of it flew out, and then was cut off by the closing of the channel, and the liquefied natural gas inside instantly vaporized. Because it vaporized too fast and was restrained by the tank, it flew out like a rocket, but at the same time as it flew out, the natural gas inside was ejected and covered the entire area, and it was also fully mixed with the air. And the torch in the hands of the Qing army completed the last step...

Blast.

A detonation similar to a cloud bomb.

And even if there is only half of such a gas tank, the liquefied natural gas inside must be ten tons. The detonation of this level is comparable to a small nuclear bomb. In fact, Yang Feng can already see a mushroom cloud rising above his head, like a dancing line. The magic dragon ascends into the sky amid the bright moon and stars.

Wuchang, dozens of miles away.

"Where is Yang Shaobao?"

He Tengjiao, who had just stepped onto the dock, looked at the general who greeted him.

A soldier behind him looked blankly to the east, where there was a strange red light flashing in the night sky.

But it was fleeting.

He Tengjiao didn't see this scene. He just looked at the general in front of him. He didn't know the latter. Although he was the governor of Huguang and had lived in Wuchang for a year, the officials and generals he knew had been taken over by this time. Yang Feng was purged, and the newly promoted officers were all middle and lower-level officers. The governor did not even know people of this level.

In fact, looking around at this moment, he saw all faces he didn't recognize.

This scene inevitably made him a little sad.

Too brutal.

They were all killed, and Tamar didn't even see a familiar gentleman...

It is said that when he goes to Yellow Crane Tower, he will probably see a lot of acquaintances, but many of his acquaintances are already smelly.

At this time, on the Yangtze River behind him, there were endless battleships. These were all brought by him. After escaping from Wuchang, he began to mobilize all the troops he could mobilize in Yueyang. Although there were not many in fact, they were pieced together. Twenty thousand people, not to mention combat effectiveness.

He really had no soldiers available. Zhang Xianzhong had previously swept across Huguang all the way south and even reached Guangxi. Although he gave up later, Hunan was completely disrupted and everything was in a mess. In this case, He Tengjiao really couldn't muster many troops. Those chieftains had soldiers, but it was hard to say what would happen if the chieftains' soldiers were used at this time. Fortunately, Wang Yuncheng's joining allowed him to have a barely combatable army, and then there was the confrontation with Nikan in Jiayu. , until Nikan suddenly retreated, and he immediately led his army straight to Wuchang.

however……

"Back in the capital hall, Yang Shaobao went to Xinshengzhou alone, preparing to destroy the floating bridge built by the captives in Xinshengzhou."

The general said quickly.

"Going to destroy the pontoon bridge alone? Attacking the pontoon bridge that built tens of thousands of prisoners by yourself?"

Wang Yuncheng said in astonishment as his outlook on life was shattered.

"He is used to doing this. He orders all the ministries to go to Xinshengzhou immediately."

He Tengjiao said calmly.

Speaking of which, he and Yang Feng are also old acquaintances. Last time Yang Feng solved the bandits in Xuzhou, he was not alone.

Then he turned around and walked towards his ship without hesitation.

"In the capital, the Jianlu navy is in Yangluo Fort, but most of them are actually under Wang Guangen."

The general said quickly.

He Tengjiao stopped immediately.

"Then let's fight! King of Cavalry, whether you can be the commander-in-chief of Huguang depends on whether you can impress Yang Feng. Lead your cavalry to Bailuji and drive all the Jianlu who stayed on the south bank to Xinsheng. If Yang Feng wants to destroy the pontoon bridge, he will definitely destroy it. If you can drive all the Jianlu to Xinshengzhou, I will lead the army to cut off the Bailuji pontoon, and Jianlu will be trapped and die in Xinshengzhou. Yang Feng will not look at it. Origin only depends on ability. If you can show him your ability, he will give you what you want, and he will not begrudge you anything."

He turned to Wang Yuncheng and said.

After saying that, he went straight onto his ship, but the moment he stepped onto the deck, a thunderous sound came from the east.

"thunder?"

Wang Yuncheng looked at the sky in confusion.

There was a bright moon in the sky, and the stars were twinkling, even in the east.

but……

"Dragon, it's the dragon that's out of the water, it's the dragon that's out of the water!"

The soldiers on the deck who had been staring there suddenly screamed.

He Tengjiao and others immediately searched among the stars. Indeed, there was something like a black line rising there. It really looked like a dragon. Considering that this was the Yangtze River, it was normal for a dragon to exist. Combined with the thunder before, it was very strange. It was obvious that a black dragon was emerging from the water, and many soldiers on the deck had already knelt down and kowtowed.

"There are more and more strange things happening."

He Tengjiao looked at the dancing black dragon and sighed.

Then he got on the boat anyway.

Dragons and all that are matters for gods, but he still has to take care of human affairs.

Wang Yuncheng didn't care about the black dragon anymore. He immediately mounted his horse and pointed the iron whip in his hand...

"Brothers, come with me, let's fight to achieve glory and wealth!"

he shouted.

His servants roared excitedly.

Most of these are also from Liaodongnan, and he is also the number one warrior under Zuo Liangyu. This is considered the strongest combat power under Zuo Liangyu, but now it is his turn to learn from Zuo Liangyu.

(End of this chapter)