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Chapter 193 The Qing Dynasty will end sooner or later

The granite ball weighs hundreds of pounds, but because of the small amount of propellant, its speed is not very fast...

Of course, there are still speeds of one or two hundred per second.

Even if it was 150 km/h, it would still be a granite ball weighing hundreds of pounds crashing into the city gate at a speed faster than a high-speed train.

The gate of the city wall was directly blown away.

The gates were all made of solid wood and iron, and the granite balls broke when they hit them, but the impact force was beyond the bearing capacity of the door hinges, and one of the gates flew out and fell down. The Qing army on the city wall was caught off guard, and there were only chaotic screams. Amid their screams, the hidden followers outside the city carried the remaining steel cannons and ran forward, quickly rushing across the frozen moat.

On the snowy field behind, Yang Feng had already begun charging with his knights and followers, with the sound of horns resounding through the wind and snow.

Then the first group of followers rushed into the city gate and threw down the steel cannons they were carrying.

No gun mounts are required.

The 300mm caliber steel barrel cannon, loaded with granite balls, was pointed at the still closed main city gate opposite. Four followers, in groups of two, quickly hammered the left and right ground nails into the cracks in the stone, and then retreated at full speed, one of them holding a thin rope in his hand.

Soon they ran out of the city gate and hid on both sides as quickly as possible. With a sudden pull of the rope, the flintlock on the steel cannon fell immediately, and flames were ejected from the ignition hole and the front and back of the muzzle at the same time. However, the flame ejected backwards was weakened in breaking through the blockage behind, but in the flame ejected forward, the granite ball flew out with a roar and instantly crashed into the opposite city gate.

This is similar to a recoilless gun.

The not-so-strong tail seal serves to relieve pressure, but the forward impact of the gunpowder gas is still enough to propel the shell out at high speed.

As for the ridiculously poor accuracy, you can just ignore it. After all, it's only 20 to 30 meters from the gate of the city wall to the main city gate.

Granite shells broke open the gates again.

Then the second group of followers rushed in, placed another steel cannon in the city gate, and also ran out at the fastest speed and pulled the rope, the flintlock fell, and the cannon sprayed fire from the front and back at the same time. Dust and smoke spewed out of the city gate, and the granite ball also hit the main city gate. The main city gate, which had already been severely damaged, fell down in the second impact, and at the same time, the Qing army in the city, who were the first to react, also rushed out of the hidden soldier cave and appeared in the city gate.

But then came the third steel barrel cannon.

It was still spewing fire from both the front and the back, but the forward shells hit the Qing army that was trying to block the door.

The weight of hundreds of kilograms and the high speed made it penetrate through the city walls amidst the splatter of blood and flesh. Before the Qing soldiers who had escaped the disaster could wake up, Yang Feng, who was on foot, had already rushed through the city gates...

"Thousand-pound gate!"

Just as he rushed into the main city gate, shouts rang out above his head.

He stepped back without hesitation.

Then the brake jack fell with a friction sound.

With a loud bang when landing on the ground, he retreated as quickly as possible. At the same time, two groups of escorts entered the city gate, lowered two steel cannons, and then retreated as quickly as Yang Feng, pulling ropes on both sides of the gate at the same time, followed by flames spurting out from inside.

The granite ball shot at close range also smashed through the jack gate which was also made of wood and iron.

Before the smoke cleared, Yang Feng rushed in with his hook, opened the large hole in the middle of the gate, and went in, then stepped on the broken limbs of the Qing soldiers inside and rushed into the city. His followers also opened the hole and came out, each holding a short gun in one hand and an iron whip in the other, shouting and rushing past him on both sides, then turned to the horse road, and at the same time pulled the trigger at the Qing soldiers who tried to stop them, and those Qing soldiers fell down one after another amid the gunfire.

"kill!"

In the wind and snow, Yang Feng raised his hands with claws and roared in a demonic manner.

Then he hooked over two Qing soldiers and slammed into them amid the latter's screams of terror.

"Zhuguo, get out of the way!"

A shout came from behind him.

Yang Feng immediately hid aside. The next moment, there was an earth-shattering explosion behind him. Splinters of wood and iron in the flames sprayed out from the city gate like shotgun shells. A group of Qing cavalrymen who were rushing over fell down in an instant...

The blasting team!

Of course we must have engineers and the like.

The jack gate is, after all, a wooden board wrapped in iron. It can indeed weigh one or two tons, but that's because it has a large area. The height and width of the Zhengyang Gate jack gate are both six meters, and it is a 36-square-meter, nine-centimeter-thick wooden board, which is also very heavy. But this strength is meaningless in front of the gunpowder used for blasting. Moreover, Yang Feng's engineers use directional charges to blast the city gate. To be precise, they use an iron barrel filled with gunpowder and a magnet on the other side to attract the city gate. After the explosion, because the front is thin, the power is sprayed forward.

When the smoke from the explosion dissipated, it was the cavalry that rushed out of the city gate again.

Originally in history, Li Zhifang, the Minister of War of the Qing Dynasty, took the lead, holding a flintlock pistol in his hand, wearing half-body plate armor, and rushed out of the smoke like a black knight, pulling the trigger at a Qing army officer who had just climbed up in front of him.

The latter fell down immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Knight Li's horse stepped over him.

And the same knights kept rushing out from behind.

In the chaos of the Qing army on the street, they held up their short guns on horseback and pulled the trigger at the Qing army who tried to fight. The latter shot arrows at them chaotically, but even the heavy arrows of the Eight Banners Manchus could hardly cause real damage to the armor on these guys. This was a bloody lesson after the last battle of Texas. In order to save their lives, the Confucius and Mencius knights directly abandoned the full body armor that looked perfect but was actually insufficient in defense, and replaced it with thickened half-body armor...

It can block bullets, the heavy arrows of the Eight Banners Manchus, and the arrows of powerful crossbows.

They are not short of money.

They are all wealthy and have fields stretching for miles, so they are willing to spend money on saving their lives.

It doesn't matter if the limbs are injured. Yang Feng has modern medicines, and their family has plenty of maids to serve them, so just protect the vital parts.

Yang Feng had a large amount of steel obtained from modern times. He could just cut a piece of steel plate from his abandoned dump truck and forge it, and it would be as good as the custom-made armor of those European monarchs. Modern steel could crush the materials of that time.

Finally, the current knights of Confucius and Mencius are all wearing half-body armor forged with modern steel, riding expensive war horses, and holding expensive flintlock short guns to play tricks on the battlefield. Similarly, their rapidly rising combat power has also made them local military tyrants. The county magistrates have to kowtow in front of them, and the local sages dare not oppose what they need to do. Of course, this is just the beginning. It is conceivable that if they continue to develop, they will become the new generation of Guanlong clans and the new generation of Shandong families.

"What the hell is this monster?"

Yang Zhuguo, who looked more like a monster than a human, stood by the city gate and watched Li Zhifang charging into the city.

He had indeed created a monster.

When he first arrived here, he never thought that he would transform a Minister of War of the Qing Dynasty, an eight-legged essay writer, and a juren, into a military general wearing plate armor, holding a flintlock rifle, and bravely shooting Qing troops on the battlefield in just two years.

Weird!
This scene is really weird.

And there are many such people. There are also many famous officials of our Qing Dynasty in history who are now wearing plate armor, riding war horses and holding flintlock rifles.

After all, the majority of the young scholars in Shandong Province were originally willing to welcome the emperor's teacher in history, but because of his prank, they have now become knights of the Order of Confucius and Mencius. In fact, there are a lot of people in the Shandong Tongshan Society who are on the list of "Traitors". Even though he has killed several of them, it still does not change the fact that at least a quarter of the elders of the Shandong Tongshan Society are on the list of "Traitors".

Duke Yansheng is also the Grand Master of the Knights of Confucius and Mencius!

Yang Feng shook his head speechlessly.

"Kill!"

He suddenly roared.

Then he rushed forward.

And in the city gate behind him, cavalry continued to pour in...

Half an hour later.

The whole city of Tianjin was plunged into chaos. Most of the Qing troops were caught off guard and didn't even have time to get up before the Knights of Confucius and Mencius had already rushed into the city. However, the Qing troops did not dare to withdraw because this was a logistics base, including supplies for several fortresses on the front line of the confrontation in Dezhou, and supplies for the attack on Gegu New City, all of which were in Tianjin.

If we retreat, everything will be lost.

For the Qing Dynasty, which is already struggling financially, these supplies cannot be lost.

So the Qing troops stationed here had to fight desperately...

"Run!"

On the chaotic street, Wang Zhengzhi, the governor of Tianjin of the Qing Dynasty, was anxiously calling out to his son.

The former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of the Ming Dynasty was entrusted by Dorgon with an important task as the Governor of Tianjin to protect his hometown because his family was in Jinghai. However, he was just a coordinator of local gentry, or a grain collector. In fact, the real defender of Tianjin was the General of Tianjin. At that time, the General of Tianjin was Tong Yangjia, a Han army of the Zhenglan Banner, and most of the Qing troops in the city were also Han army of the Zhenglan Banner. After all, this was actually the rear area. Although they had to face the Gegu Ming army, the latter did not have the ability to attack Tianjin, not to mention that Dorgon did not have so many Eight Banners Manchus.

He has already suffered a lot of losses this year and now can only rely on the Han army garrisoning the area.

The Eight Banners Manchus rested and recuperated, gathering their strength to prepare for great things.

The Eight Banner Han Army garrisoned the city.

The Eight Banners Mongols and their vassals were mainly responsible for looting.

Now most of those attacking Shandong are from Mongolia.

In this situation……

"Father, if we abandon Tianjin, the Regent will definitely blame us."

His son Wang Lin shouted.

"Then we will go back to Jinghai. If Dorgon dares to blame us, we will go to Yang Feng."

Wang Zhengzhi shouted.

Desperately?

What the hell!

What is there about the Qing Dynasty that is worth being loyal to until death?
For profit?

I can barely afford to eat, how can there be any profit?

For the future?
This year, Yang Feng bullied her so much, what future did she have? She followed Dorgon only because she couldn't give up her family property, but the problem was that life was more important than property. If she didn't need to fight for her life, it would be fine. But when she needed to fight for her life, only a fool would fight for the Qing Dynasty! What was there to be afraid of if Dorgon blamed her? She ran back to her hometown in Jinghai. His family had many servants and even built a mansion or a fortress. If Dorgon dared to blame her, she would just run away to Shandong.

He has quite a few acquaintances in Shandong. Although he will be living under someone else's roof, the most important thing is to save his life.

"Can……"

His son obviously didn't want to, after all, it was great to be a slave owner in the Qing Dynasty.

In just one year, his family had used various means to reach the level of tens of thousands of slaves, and had annexed hundreds of thousands of acres of land. It was a bit hard for him to abandon all of them and live under someone else's roof.

Just as he was hesitating, a large number of Qing troops appeared in front of him, led by Tong Yangjia.

"Where do you want to go, Prince?"

The latter shouted at Wang Zhengzhi who was obviously running away.

But at this moment, there was a flash of fire between the houses on the left side of the Qing army, accompanied by a loud bang, as if a giant hand suddenly pushed them. Dozens of Qing soldiers fell down with their horses in the storm of shotguns. Even Tong Yangjia was affected. Fortunately, the loyal Baoyi next to him blocked the shotgun for him. But then there was a shout of killing. Just as Tong Yangjia was anxiously shouting and urging his men to fight, gunshots continued to ring out, and Qing soldiers continued to fall off their horses. Then there were hundreds of cavalrymen swarming out, led by a man holding a short gun, who pulled the trigger at Tong Yangjia. With the muzzle flash of his gun, Tong Yangjia's horse stood up with a sad cry.

General Tong immediately fell off his horse and obviously injured his leg. He had to crawl to the side screaming.

At the same time, the cavalry of both sides collided.

The two followers behind the man quickly stepped forward to protect him as he was obviously not good at fighting.

And he was reloading immediately.

"It's Li Zhifang, a candidate from Wuding."

Wang Lin said as he looked at the man's face reflected in the firelight.

"Tell him to spare our lives and tell him that he will reward us handsomely in the future."

Wang Zhengzhi said.

At this time, another group of Confucius and Mencius knights appeared behind them, but fortunately, another group of Qing troops met them first. Now the city was in chaos, with such chaotic battles everywhere.

Wang Lin stepped forward immediately.

"Brother Yeyuan!"

he shouted.

Li Zhifang, who had already loaded the bullets, looked at Wang Lin in confusion, then smiled and urged his horse over. Wang Lin also pretended to be seeing a relative and also smiled and urged his horse forward. The two were soon less than ten steps apart. Wang Lin bowed to Li Zhifang...

"Brother Yeyuan, how are you?"

He said.

Li Zhifang suddenly pointed the pistol in his hand at him.

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment.

"boom!"

The next moment, flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun in Li Zhifang's hand.

Wang Lin looked at him with an expression of disbelief and astonishment, and fell backwards under the impact of the bullet. At the same time, Wang Zhengzhi behind him howled, and Wang Lin also fell with a confused look on his face...

"You little brat, I'm going to fight you!"

Wang Zhengzhi howled like he was in a state of collapse, and then urged his horse to rush towards Li Zhifang, holding a knife, but he did not notice that the servant beside him was already running away, and Li Zhifang just looked at Wang Zhengzhi who was rushing towards him with a mocking smile, and then pulled out his spare short gun. Wang Zhengzhi woke up instantly and turned around in fear, but at the same time Li Zhifang pulled the trigger, and with the sound of the gunshot, Wang Zhengzhi, who was hit in the chest, fell off his horse...

Li Zhifang urged his horse to walk beside him.

"Why, why is it so? Our two families are old friends, so why don't we keep some friendship?"

Wang Zhengzhi said as he was dying.

"Uncle, my late father's mother was killed by the Jianlu. Since you and I are old friends, let's meet in the underworld. But I don't know if my late father would recognize you in your current state!"

Li Zhifang said calmly.

After saying that, he drew his knife, lowered his head and stabbed Uncle Wang again.

(End of this chapter)