"Flag School, Flag School..."

Amid a series of anxious shouts, Yang Qing opened his eyes blankly and looked at the two strange faces in front of him...

Very strange.

Strange to the point of being so far away for centuries.

A big brown hat wrapped around, a cotton jacket full of foam nails, or a cotton armor, with a vicissitudes and thin face. One of them was still holding a goose-like sword that was obviously not a prop. Behind them was an ancient blue brick wall with vicissitudes. The night sky reflected by the fire above the head was filled with smoke, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Yang Qing suddenly sat up.

Almost at the same time, a chaotic sound of collision came, and two men in foam-studded cotton jackets suddenly turned around at the intersection in front of him. Then a war horse rushed out behind them, knocking over one of them. At the same time, a soldier with armored body was stabbed out in his hand on the horse, and suddenly pierced the remaining man's body. Amid the latter's screams, the war horse rushed past the side. The soldiers on the horse pulled out the spear, which was obviously not a prop, and then came straight towards them. Behind him, more cavalrymen with armored bodies appeared, and the chaotic horse hooves stepped straight through the bodies of the two people, and one of the necks that were not dead were cut off.

"Running the thief, run!"

The one next to Yang Qing who was leaning on the embroidered spring knife screamed and got up and ran away.

The other one pulled him up violently.

Yang Qing, who woke up, also ran away, then shook the hand of the kind companion, and instantly rushed to the front of the first person to escape. In the latter's astonished gaze, he also stopped suddenly, then looked at his legs in disbelief, and then ran with all his might again...

“Is this a benefit of traveling through time?”

He screamed as he stopped again.

His speed was obviously abnormal.

In fact, it was not just that. At this moment, he felt full of strength.

Although this body did not look very strong, his feeling was like an American muscle madman roaring on the ring. Then a bloodthirsty attraction made him look like a bodybuilder performing, bulging his arms and muscles, turning his head with a grin. At this time, he did not forget to pull his companion, and was about to be caught by the cavalry behind him. Yang Qing himself couldn't believe his roar and ran forward towards him. When he was passing by the companion who escaped first, he instinctively stretched out his hand and instantly snatched the goose feather knife in his hand.

At this time, the cavalry's spear was running wildly with the horse and trembling, and stabbed the last companion in the back.

Yang Qing suddenly jumped up.

He reached the head of his companion like a striking cheetah. As he passed by, he raised the goose feather knife with both hands, roared and slashed in the air, and he fell to the ground in an instant with a cold light slashing through the air. A drop of blood dripped from the lower tip of the goose feather knife in his hand.

The war horse beside him stood up with a neigh.

The cavalry on the horse's back lowered his head blankly and fell with a bloodline that penetrated from his forehead to his chin.

The next moment, Yang Qing, under the dumbfounded gaze of the two companions behind, seemed to be possessed by some powerful general, and jumped out like a cheetah. He incredibly avoided the two spears that were stabbed at the same time, squeezed into the middle of the two cavalry behind, and instantly completed the turn. After the Yanfeng sword was inserted into the cavalry's skirt on the right and cut his thighs, he followed his turn and then stabbed into the cavalry's ribs on the left.

"Get on the horse!"

In the latter's scream, he raised his head and yelled at the two companions.

Then, without even bothering to draw his sword, he grabbed the spear of the cavalry on the left, and turned around and threw it out, just penetrating the body of the fourth cavalry behind. As the latter fell, the galloping horse also came to him. He grabbed the saddle and jumped to the horse's back, and picked off the bones next to him, as if instinctively urged the horse to speed up and smash it forward and violently. The bones suddenly smashed the head of the cavalry whose thigh was scratched by him.

He grabbed the cavalry spear and scrambled with his companion and pulled the dead body down, then turned over to the horse.

At this time, the companion in front had already boarded the horse. The three of them urged the horse forward without hesitation. Two rapid noises came from behind. Yang Qing immediately lay down, and two sharp arrows flew over quickly. The companion in front adjusted his horse's head and drilled into the alley next to him. Yang Qing and the other two followed him into another alley. Soon they turned into another alley. After turning around, they suddenly rushed to a street. Yang Qing held the horse and looked at the towering city tower on the background of the night with a shocking gaze...

"Zhengyangmen."

Zhuma was on the empty street, and he sighed with sighs.

Behind this spectacular city tower is a city filled with smoke. Cannonballs are roaring across the night sky, and the few guns and cannons on the city walls are also constantly spraying smoke and fire. The shouts of killing are like the waves surrounding an isolated island that washes the once glorious symbol of an empire.

This is Beijing City.

Beijing City on the night of March 18, 1644.

A few hours later, the Emperor of the Ming Empire hanged Coal Mountain. More than a month later, the cavalry of the alien race trampled on the city, followed by the killings sweeping across China. The blood of tens of millions of innocent people gathered into a sea of ​​blood, flooding the picturesque country.

"Governor, please open the door quickly!

The companion who escaped first woke up Yang Qing. His eyes fell on the city wall, where a senior eunuch was anxiously commanding the few soldiers to set up defenses, but these soldiers were obviously not interested in the elite. They all looked pale and thin, with a flustered face, and there were even no beards. They were more like eunuchs holding a fire stick with a fire stick, and mainly some Jinyiwei who was the same identity as theirs at this time.

This is Chongzhen's last guardian.

There were no generals, no officials, only a group of eunuchs, Jinyiwei and civilians who were hasty recruited.

Even there are not many of them.

"It's really a failure!"

Yang Qing turned around and looked at the northwest men who were rushing towards him with murderous aura, and then shook his head helplessly.

The governor glanced at them casually.

It was obvious that this was a kind heart. Although it was impossible to open the city gate, he still waved to a little eunuch. The latter immediately put down a wolf tooth. The Jinyiwei, who was with Yang Qing, grabbed the rope and started climbing up. At this time, the Shun Army cavalry behind was almost here. Yang Qing took the bow and arrow from the saddle. I don’t know whether it was his instinct or what happened. At this moment, he was not only full of strength, but also had an indescribable feeling about killing.

A very mysterious feeling.

It was as if he had killed tens of thousands of people with his own hands, everything became instinct.

Just like he killed four cavalrymen just now, he didn't have to think about what to do. Then once he took action, he was almost impeccable, with a coquettish move, precise attacks, and a smooth and smooth way.

And the same is true for bows and arrows at this moment.

He had never touched this thing before and picked it up like he picked up chopsticks to eat, drawing arrows, drawing bows, aiming, shooting all the movements in one go. He even subconsciously made a little adjustment when he felt the lateral wind. Then the arrow hit the face of a cavalry thirty meters away.

His second arrow shot out almost in the blink of an eye.

He still accurately shot a cavalry in the face.

The remaining cavalry hurriedly avoided the sides. One soldier bent his bow and ten soldiers dared not move forward. A sharpshooter had a strong deterrent power. Yang Qing just pulled the bow and stared at them without moving. The two companions behind him quickly climbed up the city wall, and then retreated to the rope, Yang Qing shot three arrows in succession at extremely fast speed. Then he threw the bow and grabbed the rope, and jumped up from the horse's back with both arms and kicked the city wall with both feet and hands. He started to move upwards. The city wall was nearly twelve meters high in a few steps.

"Hurry up, you don't want to be a powerful general!"

The governor above his head said.

Suddenly there was a strange sound.

"Prince, be careful!"

Yang Qing shouted.

The next moment, a sharp arrow flew past and was hitting the arrow stack in front of the governor. He was so scared that he quickly shrank back. At the same time, Yang Qing climbed the female wall with one hand and tried hard, and he turned up, but as he rolled down, something was hit on his back...

"You're lucky!"

The governor pulled out an arrow from his back and smiled.

The arrow penetrated the cotton armor and was blocked by the iron piece inside.

"Thank you, Governor!"

After saying that, Yang Qing took the arrow, then took the bow from a soldier's hand, and shot it back without hesitation. The enemy cavalry opposite had just taken the second arrow, but he was in the face.

There was a burst of cheers on the city wall immediately.

A young general of the cavalry opposite looked at him hatefully nearly a hundred meters away, and then led his subordinates to turn around and leave.

"This is the vanguard. Their brigade of infantry will arrive soon. Zhengyang Gate can no longer be defended!"

Yang Qing said.

At the same time, dense sounds of firecrackers sounded from afar.

"There is no hope in the capital. If Your Majesty does not want to be humiliated by the thief, you must immediately leave the city at night. Tianjin will have a sea boat to reach Nanjing. Supervisor, please ask the quick-throw general to enter the palace. The general is willing to swear to guard His Majesty to visit Nanjing."

He said to the governor.

This is the sound of firecrackers that welcomed the army of the King of Breaking into the city.

"Oh, this is really impatient! Wealth is not what you want. This lieutenant, Long Live is not what you want. Long Live is not a tour to Nanjing. You can guard Zhengyang Gate here and wait for the thief to retreat. Of course, our family will be able to ask for merit. Are you a young man or a disadvantage?

The governor said with a smile.

Yang Qing was speechless. Suddenly, he pulled out the sword of the soldiers beside him. Before the soldiers around him could understand, his figure flashed and reached the back of the governor at an extremely fast speed. Then he took a step back and leaned against the wall of the city tower. While strangling his neck, the goose feather sword also stood on it.

"Governor, please bring the last general into the palace to see the emperor!"

Yang Qing said sincerely.

"Are you going to rebel? You still don't let it go, we can think that this has never happened!"

The governor shouted sternly.

"Governor, if I want to rebel, I will go there!"

Yang Qing looked into the distance and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!