Dinghuaimen Street.

The smoke of gunpowder was filled with fire and the sound of cannons shook the sky.

"Yes, just fight like this, and you will win each person with a reward of 100 taels!"

Xie Cunren, the former Jinshi, is now the censor of the Nanjing Censorate and a native of Qimen, stood on Miaoer Mountain, waving his sword with a very Confucian general.

He also had a breastplate on his blue official robe.

Real breastplate.

I bought it from Macau at a high price, which is the Nanman Body from Daming, Japan, but there is no exaggerated helmet.

At this moment, the soldiers in front of him were also wearing breastplates, but unlike his hard-clothed southern barbarians, they were shoddy in Macau. After all, there were not many armor makers in Macau. At this time, there were still a thousand Portuguese people in Macau! But they finally got a big order but had to do it, so they worked with craftsmen in Foshan to build a copycat version, just like the full iron armor of the Ming Dynasty, which was a breastplate with a folding line in the middle, and then combined with the board at the back with leather ropes.

It's also considered a plate armor!

And these soldiers wearing such armor, with hat-helmets on their heads, set up turtle dove guns like European counterparts of this era, put on their butts on their shoulders, and then aimed at the new army below to open fire.

After firing the bullet, they immediately turned around and handed it to the back, and at the same time took the turtledove gun handed over to the back, put it on the bracket and continued to fire...

It's the Iron Artillery Team.

It’s just that they are turtle dove guns rather than iron cannons.

The continuous shooting of hundreds of musketeers firmly suppressed the new army trying to pass.

This is the Huizhou Volunteer Team.

A total of 1,500 mercenaries, the wealthy Hui merchants behind them equipped them with almost the best equipment they could buy. These salt merchants were not short of money. On the contrary, the right to speak in the court was the most urgent need. Such a mercenary who obeyed them could allow them to ensure their interests in the distribution of the Nanjing court.

In addition, such a mercenary army also facilitates them to deal with their old rivals, namely the Shanxi salt merchants in Huaiyang, especially the Shanxi merchants.

So Shanxi merchants also armed one.

They armed the cavalry's Huai'an Volunteer Team, and the Yishui border veterans were actually not specifically armed. Shanxi merchants had a large number of such guards.

Then the two families fought against each other, such as the Huizhou Volunteer Team played water bandits on the Yangtze River, sneak attacked the salt transport ships of Shanxi merchants, or the Huai'an Volunteer Team of Shanxi merchants, played bandits in the Gaoyou area, sneak attacked the salt transport ships of Huizhou merchants.

Do business!

Who wouldn't throw a bomb at each other?

But now facing a common enemy, we must work together.

You should know that Yang Feng returned to the middle system.

This simply took the lives of the salt merchants in Yangzhou. They were all freed from the nightmare of opening the middle system and then reverted to the middle system. Do you need the salt merchants to go outside the frontier to pay for money to open up the land, and then exchange grain for salt to attract? Shanxi merchants could barely endure it. After all, their ancestors came here like that, but Hui merchants couldn't do it. Hui merchants started their business because of the collapse of the middle system. It can be said that if they really wanted to revert to the middle system, it would be similar to their lives.

Otherwise, if they would be so happy to pay the money, they should know that the military pay they gave to the volunteer team was three taels a month.

Actually, not much.

A month is just a few thousand taels of military pay.

Not enough for Yangzhou salt merchants to buy a high-end beauties.

But can this be the same?

But what the three taels of military pay was the real struggle of these soldiers.

They stood on this not-high mountain and endured fear, and fired mechanically. On Dinghuaimen Street opposite them, the shooting entrances of the chariots were fired by the Fran aircraft. The shells kept falling around them, even hitting them. Even their armor could not stop the Fran aircraft's shells and would die if they were hit. But for the monthly salary of three taels of silver and the reward of one hundred taels of silver, these Huizhou mountain villagers still stood there tenaciously shooting at their opponents.

They are also causing damage to the new army.

The shield wall of the light chariot could not block the bullet that was actually one or two cents heavy.

Although this kind of battlefield shooting at a distance of 100 meters is not very accurate, it still causes both sides to keep throwing dead bodies. At the same time, the cold weapon hands of the new army are also attacking, and the cold weapon hands who protect them are also fighting back. Both sides are fighting among the sparse forests of Miaoer Mountain.

Flying cannons in the new army kept firing flying thunder.

But this is useless.

Its explosion was hard to hurt the volunteers wearing breastplate.

"Why do you fear the thief with this magic weapon? Where is Yang Feng? Come and die!"

Standing behind the chest wall, Censor Xie shouted excitedly.

"Who is calling me!"

A shout suddenly came from behind.

"Well?"

Xie Jingshi turned around in shock.

Then he was seeing a guy carrying a shield walking out of the woods behind him, and countless soldiers rushed out immediately behind him. On the street overlooking from a distance, a yellow figure was protected by a large number of soldiers and chariots. Even if it was not clear from a distance, Xie Yushi could guess who it was.

"Beat him to death, beat him to death, and give him ten thousand taels!"

Xie Jingshi pointed at Yang Feng and let out a somewhat crazy howl.

The musketeers who were shooting turned around and quickly walked around the top of the mountain he occupied.

They were on the south side of Miaoer Mountain and relying on their height to shoot down the southwest Dinghuaimen Street, but Yang Feng came from the north and had to bypass the top of the mountain where the Imperial Palace was.

But the moment they showed their heads from both sides, the musketeers who rushed out from behind Yang Feng immediately opened fire. The volunteer teams that had just emerged fell down immediately. The others stopped quickly, quickly searched for trees to cover them, and then set up the turtledog gun to shoot against them. Although the bird guns in the hands of the new army were not powerful, their firing rate was much faster than that of the turtledog gun. As for the power at such a distance, they were actually the same, and they could kill each other.

"Bow him to death, beat him to death!"

Xie Jingshi continued to point at Yang Feng and howl.

Yang Feng, carrying a long sword, rushed straight at the fastest speed. Several high-paid martial arts masters next to Xie Jingshi immediately fought.

One of them arrived first and then smashed it with an iron mace.

Then he was slapped away by Yang Feng's shield.

The few behind were slightly stunned, but they still waved their weapons and stepped forward. Yang Feng with his arms closed his shield to protect his body, and he knocked two of them away. The long sword stretched outside also instantly cut a enemy in half. Then he almost slowed down in front of the imperial censor Xie.

The latter was obviously confused.

He had no idea why Yang Feng appeared all of a sudden.

"Are you calling me?"

Yang Feng pinched his neck and raised it into the air and said with a grin.

Several musketeers on the right turned the turtledove gun...

"Don't fight!"

Xie Censor screamed in horror.

Perhaps he was not speaking clearly enough in this state, or perhaps he was just a leader, not the real boss, and the musketeers still pulled the trigger.

The next moment, he was blocked by Yang Feng. Two bullets weighing one or two cents were almost hit by Xie Jingshi's body at the same time, and then drilled out of his breastplate and hit Yang Feng's soft armor. However, at this time there was no power, and he just hit his chest and fell.

Xie Censor twitched in his hand.

Then his head tilted to the side.

"What a pity that a good breastplate!"

Yang Feng said.

And at the same time, the volunteers began to escape because countless new troops were still pouring out in the woods behind.

Even the new army on Dinghuaimen Street began a full-scale attack.

The isolated volunteer team quickly drilled into the woods eastward, and there was a battlefield on the banks of the Jinchuan River to the east. The new army coming from Shence Gate was blocked by the Ningguo Volunteer Team, who used the Jinchuan River as a barrier to control several main bridges.

At this time, the city of Nanjing was completely in chaos.

When I saw the battle at the commanding height of Yuejianglou, I knew that Yang Feng had arrived, the fireflyers who had led their subordinates to support him, but I had already known that the emperor had arrived, and Li Yi led the new army to attack the volunteer team. Gao Panlong and others, who guessed that the new army might turn against each other, immediately mobilized these volunteer teams to intercept nearby. Qi Jin, who also learned that there was a change in the city, had already brought the new army outside the city into the city to try to enter the imperial city, but the imperial camp brought by the Suzhou Volunteer Team and Zhao Nanxing defended the imperial city.

The whole city was in war.

Yang Feng quickly rushed back to Wanli with the new army from Dinghuai Sect.

Then they arrived at the next battlefield.

However, the defeated soldiers of the Huizhou Volunteer Team had already met with the Ningguo Volunteer Team here. They were attacked from both sides and chose to retreat without hesitation.

Yang Feng and his party crossed the Jinchuan River and then advanced towards the Drum Tower.

However, Yang Feng was not in a hurry, because at this time the emperor's will was spreading rapidly, and the area north of Gulou was full of military households. Nanjing was the northern army and the southern people. There were no wealthy families, wealthy businessmen, and all poor military households. As long as they were mobilized, the rest would sweep down. At present, the civil servants were nothing more than a volunteer team of more than 10,000 points, and they had no reinforcements. Now, they just haven't recognized the situation and are just fighting there.

"I only know today that it is so easy for those who are kings to support them!"

Wanli stood on his side van and said as he watched the military households that kept gushing out from all over the place.

"Your Majesty, if you knew this before, would you dare to do this?"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

His Majesty the Emperor was silent immediately...

"Don't dare!"

He said sadly.

"Look, it's not that you know this, but you have to have the courage to do so. If you don't have the courage to fight for your life, how can you dare to fight against the world alone? Now I have told you clearly that we are already grasshoppers on a rope. If you don't have me, you will have no way back. If I die, you will be the next one. At this moment, all your civil and military officials want you to die.

You have become the public enemy of the gentry in the world like me."

Yang Feng said very directly.

Wanli silently looked at the tomb where his ancestors became clearer and clearer in the distance...

"That's how I count it, am I rebelling? The Emperor of Ming rebelled! Hahahaha..."
Chapter completed!