In the bamboo city.

The monarch and minister of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

A group of people were gathering again.

There are those involved.

Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang.

Duke of Qian State Mu Tianbo.

Ma Jixiang, a Grand Secretary.

Peng Yi, the eleventh generation of Jin king.

There are also a large number of civil and military officials, such as Ma Xiongfei, Wang Weigong, Pu Ying, Deng Shilian, Yang Zai Yang Shengfang, Pei Tingmo, Pan Huang, Qi Yingxun, Ren Zixin, and others.

"Your Majesty, you told Senior Peng about the attack of Wu Sangui leading the army. What did Senior Peng say?" Grand Secretary Ma Jixiang asked: "Do you decide to escape or what?"

Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang, helplessly spread his hands: "I went to ask about this news. As a result, Senior Peng said that he could deal with only 60,000 people alone. I also emphasized that the other party was an elite army of 60,000 firearms, but Senior Peng didn't care at all, so I don't know whether Senior Peng could deal with the 60,000 firearms troops alone."

Ma Jixiang said, "I guess, Senior Peng is still a person from hundreds of years ago. He doesn't know what a firearm is, nor does he know the power of a firearm. He brought down people from the cold weapons era in Burma here, and thought he could deal with firearms. I really don't like Senior Peng, who can fight against firearms. Your Majesty, let's run away."

"In my opinion, if the strength of Senior Peng is really the same as recorded, it should be no problem to deal with firearms." Qian Guo Duke Mu Tianbo said: "And, we have escaped to Myanmar, where can we escape? The world is so great that it has fallen into the hands of the Qing Dynasty. I am still following Senior Peng, betting that Senior Peng is not afraid of firearms."

Peng Yi, the eleventh generation of Jin king, also shrugged: "Of course I believe in my ancestors."

Half of these officials believed that Peng Feng could block the firearms of 60,000 people.

Half of them still don't believe it.

In the end, Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang said: "I still believe in Senior Peng. Moreover, over the years, I have escaped from Nanjing to Guangzhou, Guangzhou to Guilin, Guilin to Kunming, and Kunming to Myanmar. I am tired of escaping, so let's be here. If we want to win, live, we will lose, and die."

Seeing His Majesty's decision so much, the other ministers nodded in agreement. Of course, they ran away with some timidity two days later.

The already empty bamboo city suddenly became even more empty.

Of course, Peng Feng didn't care. He should eat and drink, and waited for Wu Sangui to come to his house to die.

...

A few months later.

The army led by Wu Sangui has already reached Myanmar.

Originally, Kunming, Yunnan is not too long away from Awa City, the capital of Myanmar.

However, the road in the middle is difficult to walk, and Myanmar does not have an official road leading to the Ming Dynasty.

In addition, over the past few months, Li Dingguo has led thousands of people to set up ambush in various steep places, which has caused some losses to Wu Sangui and dared not go too fast.

Of course, Li Dingguo suffered huge losses. There were more than 4,000 people, but after the fight, there were only more than 2,000 people.

In this way, Wu Sangui and nearly 60,000 people finally arrived at the top of Awa City.

Wu Sangui’s 60,000 people are not ordinary.

They are all elites he trained for many years.

Some of them are the Guanning Iron Cavalry when he led troops in the Northeast in the past. It is very ironic to say that Wu Sangui was raised by the Ming Dynasty with a large sum of money and raised a Guanning Iron Cavalry. The so-called Guanning Iron Cavalry is also very majestic.

But in fact, he never fought a strong battle. In the end, he shaved his head and became a Tartar soldier. Wu Sangui was shameless, and the Guanning cavalry under his command were also shameless.

And some of them were the new soldiers he summoned after entering the pass. Of course, over the years, he has been slaughtered from Jiangnan to Yunnan, and these new soldiers have been stained with countless blood and have become veterans.

These 60,000 soldiers are all elite soldiers at Wu Sangui's hands and truly capable of fighting.

Wu Sangui, who got involved in the late Ming Dynasty, understood very well that if there were elite soldiers, they were all false.

There are more than 30,000 of these 60,000 people with muskets.

Not only that, among the 60,000 troops, Fran cannons were also brought. The power of the Fran cannon is naturally not as powerful as the red cannon, but it has a great advantage. It is light and can be taken everywhere, not as bulky as the red cannon.

Of course, the shortcomings of the Flang machine cannon are also very obvious, and its power is not as powerful as that of the red cannon.

However, in Wu Sangui's opinion, there is no strong city in Myanmar City. Even if there is a strong city, Zhu Youlang, the emperor of Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty, did not have any soldiers guarding the city. The Flang machine cannon is definitely enough.

It can be said that this Qing army was strong and powerful, with extraordinary momentum.

that's all,

Wu Sangui led his troops and fought to the front of Zhucheng with murderous aura.

This bamboo city is too small and easy to look at.

It can be seen at a glance that there are not many soldiers in Zhucheng at all, and Zhucheng is not the place to defend the city at all.

It seems that Zhucheng can be easily moved.

Wu Sangui immediately made the soldiers attack.

Some light cavalry with extremely ugly money rat-tailed braids on their heads were already rushing towards Zhucheng quickly, and they all wanted to capture Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang and make such a great achievement.

But, the next moment.

The heads of these hundreds of light cavalry suddenly fell off.

Then,

The hundreds of cavalrymen, whose headless bodies continued to rush forward. After a while, these headless corpses finally fell down from the horse and fell on the ground. Almost at the same time, the hundreds of heads also fell directly to the ground.

The horses riding by these headless knights first charged forward with inertia for a while, and when they saw their masters fall to the ground, they were also confused.

This change is very strange.

What kind of magic is this?

Kill a hundred people in an instant.

This is simply unheard of, never seen or seen.

Everyone in Wu Sangui's troops couldn't help but look over, wanting to see what was strange there that could kill hundreds of people in an instant.

But, I saw nothing.

The only thing that could be seen was only a man in blue, standing in front of Zhucheng with his hands behind his back.

This man in green is about 1.9 meters tall, with a carved face and hair. He is strong and handsome. Moreover, the man in green is graceful and elegant, and he is obviously an extraordinary person.

Behind the man in blue was a knife, and the knife was in the sheath, and no divine beauty could be seen.

The man in green was holding a blue wine gourd in his hand.

I drank a few sips of wine.

The man in green just stood there casually.

It feels like a mountain is stopped and the mountain stands.

It seems that this person is a god who has come to the world.

It seems that this person is an immortal, high above.

For some reason, everyone present felt that the man who killed hundreds of cavalry just now should be this man in blue.

Wu Sangui said in a deep voice: "I have killed 100 people under my command just now, did you kill them?"

"Yes." The man in green, also known as Peng Feng, admitted it very simply.

Wu Sangui was shocked: "Who are you? You can actually use magic to kill hundreds of my cavalrymen in one go."

"Wu Sangui, Wu Sangui, you have received a lot of military salaries from the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty gave you high officials and generous salaries. In the end, you surrendered to the Qing Dynasty and attacked the Ming emperor, which was for disloyalty.

Li Zicheng took your father and Chongzhen's orphans to surrender you, but you simply set up a formation to start a war, resulting in the murder of your biological father. This is unfilial.

You killed countless Chinese Han people for injustice.

You are such an unfaithful, unfilial and unrighteous dog traitor who is born a bastard and a bastard, and you are worthy of asking about your name? You are so laughing." Peng Feng said with a sneer.

Although Wu Sangui was a shameless traitor who was unfaithful and unfilial, and he was also scolded by others in the beginning, he immediately picked up the butcher knife and slaughtered all those who scolded him. This has caused no one to scold him like this for the past year.

His face became extremely gloomy: "Okay, okay, okay, I am now the King of Pingxi, and I have the military power of Guizhou and Sichuan provinces. I have nearly 100,000 people under my command. It has been a long time since no one dares to scold me like this. You are so bold.

Maybe, you think that with your few tricks and tricks, you will have the confidence to talk to me, which is ridiculous.

I have an army of 60,000 firearms under my command. I want to tear you apart, and I want you to survive or die."

Peng Feng heard this and sneered, "Wu Sangui, you are confused and confused. Just 60,000 people have the courage to challenge me.

People in this era are really overestimating their abilities and ignoring the world.

Then come and see how capable you can force me to do with your 60,000 troops."

Wu Sangui was angry and laughed again: "I have never seen someone as brave as you in my life. I dare to stand in front of 60,000 people alone, and said that 60,000 people are not worthy of challenging you. You are really bold. OK, OK, OK."

Not only did he smiled angry, but the generals behind him, Xia Guo Prime Minister, Hu Guozhu, Wu Yinglin and others, all laughed angry.

"This person is really looking for death. One person dares to stand in front of our 60,000 people, and he is still so angry."

"Since he is so angry, let him die."

"superior."

"Kill him."
To be continued...