"The Holy Lord left the palace!"

Accompanied by a long shout, the Chengtian Gate of the Daxi Kingdom Imperial Palace, or the main gate of the Chengdu Shu Wang Mansion, slowly opened.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of knights holding flags in their hands galloped out on the long stone slab street with loud hooves. Among the guards of the generals behind them, the Great Western Emperor Zhang Xianzhong, wearing golden helmets and golden armor, rode out with a gloomy face, and was carrying a purely decorative Fangtian Painting Ridge in his hand. Behind him were hundreds of the most elite guards, one of them all black painted mountain armor, with a black cloak behind him, and a horse snare that is the king of the cold weapon age. The black painted snare-like blade shining coldly on the black painted stomp handle.

"Your Majesty, I still think your Majesty should stay in the city."

Wenxuan said in his side.

"If this battle is defeated, Chengdu will be a big deal! I want to see how capable the dog emperor's soldiers are. Even if they can't even chew them with 50,000,000, they can't even chew them!"

Zhang Xianzhong said angrily.

Chengdu is only about one hundred miles from Zhongjiang, and there are many stations in the middle. The news on the front line is reported every half an hour. The latest news I just received was that Liu Wenxiu's attack on the city was not progressing. With the help of those miscellaneous soldiers and residents in Zhongjiang City, the Baigang soldiers defended Zhongjiang City to death, causing Liu Wenxiu to lose his troops. This was expected. After all, he had seen the bravery of those Baigang soldiers, and Liu Wenxiu's army to attack the city was not as good as the city. In this direction, it was originally a contributing war.

The 50,000 army of Li Dingguo and the two infantry brigades in the east of the city only had more than 8,000 people fighting together, but they even broke into a stalemate and even suffered a battlefield defeat. This made him feel incredible. Of course, he would not think that Li Dingguo did not do his best and that his generals were no more loyal than Li Dingguo. If Li Dingguo did not do his best, he would still count on whom he could count on.

Moreover, Li Ding's troops were his most elite field troops.

If the result is such a result, the Ming army is really amazing.

He really wants to see it.

And he was also very clear that once the war in Zhongjiang failed, he would have completely failed. No need for anything else, the people in Sichuan could overwhelm him. The dog emperor along the way, all the prefectures and counties opened the city gates to welcome him. When he left, he organized young and middle-aged people to follow with weapons. In just twenty days, just a few counties, a total of 50,000 young and middle-aged people followed him. It is conceivable that once the dog emperor wins, how many young and middle-aged people will come to Sichuan next.

This definitely includes Chengdu.

Now it is just because the common people still have concerns and cannot confirm the situation. Once he is defeated in Zhongjiang, he will have no worries. Even if he can retreat to Chengdu and trap such an isolated city with countless enemies, it will be a dead end. His army outside has no hope. The continuous flow of Ming army into Sichuan has made it difficult for his troops to protect themselves. Since this is the case, it is better to go out and command the decisive battle personally. Of course, it is easy to win, and even if he loses, he will run away.

In fact, he vaguely felt that the Emperor of the West might have done his best!

Of course, he had no regrets. After all, as a former bandit, his life ideals have almost been realized. At worst, he could wander around the mountains and forests. As long as he was not like his old brother, he could be beaten by the dog emperor. Why can't he spend the second half of his life?

"What sound?"

Suddenly he was stunned for a moment, and then took his seat to the war horse.

Bai Wenxuan shouted hurriedly.

The entire cavalry team stopped quickly.

"Zhang Xianzhong, like your old brother Li Zicheng, like a man, come out to fight me to the death!"

A faint shouting came from the south.

"Well?!"

Zhang Xianzhong looked at each other in shock.

Zhonghe Gate.

"Zhang Xianzhong, like your old brother Li Zicheng, come out like a man to fight me to the death!"

Yang Feng yelled arrogantly.

At the same time, his high-rise battle axe fell down with a roar, like cutting open a layer of plywood, instantly chopping the thick oak-covered iron gate. Then the 400 kilograms of terrifying force continued to rage, just like breaking a small branch, breaking the door bolt that needed four people to lift. Not only one, he broke all four square wooden door bolts. The two city gates suddenly opened back under the impact force. A group of Daxi soldiers guarding the gate were photographed and screamed, and they could move to escape at the fastest speed.

"Zhang Xianzhong, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty is here, come out to fight to the death!"

Yang Feng continued to roar while entering the city.

A pair of loudspeakers on his waist made his voice echo over almost half of the Chengdu city, and countless people rushed out in chaos and rushed from streets to Zhonghemen.

The sudden arrival of the Ming army had already made all the people in the city feel grass in their hearts. They were attracted by the emperor's policy of dividing land. They were waiting for the imperial army to come day and night. Unexpectedly, the imperial army arrived first before it arrived. Although it was not certain that the authenticity was true or false, the people in Chengdu had begun to look for weapons.

If the emperor really arrives...

So, do you need to say more? You have to follow the emperor to kill the thief when you try your best to kill the thief. This is the time to Guangzong Yaozu. Besides, Zhang Xianzhong robbed us how much money we have, so you have to hurry up and grab it back.

In short, Yang Feng's shouts completely shattered the order in Chengdu.

Of course, this voice also attracted countless Western soldiers.

Especially because Zhang Xianzhong was going to command the imperial army, thousands of the most elite imperial guards were gathering in the inner city's Daxi Gate, which was originally Xiaoqiang Duanli Gate. His Majesty, who was waiting to leave Chengtian Gate, then went out of the Daxi Gate together, and then went east to the city to go to the battlefield of Zhongjiang. Yang Feng's arrogance of hatred was naturally not a good result. Before Zhang Xianzhong gave the order, the surging torrent of cavalry rushed out of the Daxi Gate like a dam. The galloping momentum of thousands of horses rolled forward along the stone street less than ten meters wide with the sound of horse hooves.

More soldiers of the Daxi Army also climbed the city walls from various barracks and continued to come to the Zhonghe Gate behind him.

"Zhang Xianzhong, come out and fight to the death!"

Yang Feng continued to roar.

The torrent of the cavalry was still pouring out of the Great West Gate and hit unstoppably at a speed of more than thirty kilometers per hour. All the heavily armored cavalry on the horses were flattened with spears, and their roars echoed in the sky like the raging waves hitting the coast.

Just as the torrent of the cavalry was about to hit Yang Feng, he held the battle axe like a violent beast and hit him head-on. The giant axe swept across the long street and instantly turned into a slaughterhouse. The 400-kilogram giant axe was swept away and could not resist. Even if the running horse was swept, it could only fly out in a bloody way. The torrent of thousands of cavalry stopped in front of him as if they had hit a dam. One man fought thousands of people alone, and one man stopped the impact of thousands of cavalry looked extremely spectacular and weird. In a blink of an eye, the corpse kept piled up like the river water in front of the dam. A corpse wall directly crossed the long street, and blood flowed freely under the corpse wall. Yang Feng, who had to stand on the corpse wall because of the pile of corpse corpses under his feet, destroyed the morale of the most elite cavalry of the Western Army in less than a minute.

Even Zhang Xianzhong on Xiao Fang couldn't help but feel weak.

He finally understood.

He finally understood why this dog emperor was invincible for three years. Dorgon and Li Zicheng all fell down in front of him. This Tama was not a human at all, he was simply a demon god.

"Zhang Xianzhong, come and fight to the death!"

Yang Fengheng, who was stained with blood, held a battle axe and stood on the wall of more than 200 broken dead bodies, looking at the patrol cavalry, and then continued to roar there arrogantly.

At the same time, the sound of cannons sounded behind him.

He suddenly turned around, the giant axe roared and swept across, and a Fran machine cannonball passing by his right was hitting the axe.

"The offender dies!"

His giant axe roared.

A fire-like meteor in the sky instantly slashed, and the Fran machine cannon was hit. The terrifying flame exploded. More than a dozen Daxi soldiers around the gunner were swallowed by the flames. Then they screamed one by one, and fell from the city wall with flames. The remaining Daxi soldiers on the city wall fled as fast as possible, screaming in horror, especially those soldiers who were busy turning the cannons over, and they were even more busy away from the cannons like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and almost disappeared from the Zhonghe door in a blink of an eye.

"The offender dies!"

Then Yang Feng held the giant axe with one hand and pointed it to his right, where a group of soldiers from the Western Army were rushing to come.

The moment he finished speaking, five flame meteors in the sky kept falling and falling among the soldiers. The explosion of nearly tons of banana buckets exploded like solidified oil bombs during World War II, and nearly two hundred soldiers devoured them together with nearby houses. The remaining soldiers of the Daxi Army behind turned around without hesitation and fled as fast as possible. After escaping to a safe distance, they fell to the ground and knelt down there without hesitation and begged for mercy.

And those who fell to kneel down were the people who came out to see the emperor show their power.

This is God!

This is the real emperor!

Who dares to offend the Holy Lord, the son of God is directly served by heaven. Who dares to be enemies of such a person?

Yang Feng stood proudly on the mountain of corpses, holding the battle axe with one hand slowly moving. The direction pointed by his giant axe, regardless of the military and civilians, all of them knelt down and bowed to the ground in fear and fear, and piously thrust towards their emperor. Even the elite cavalry of the Western Army began to dismount when the giant axe pointed at him, and then knelt on the ground tremblingly. Finally, Yang Feng's giant axe pointed over their heads and pointed directly at Zhang Xianzhong on the Great Western Gate.

"Zhang Xianzhong, come and fight me!"

Yang Feng shouted.
Chapter completed!