The heavens: pushing across all realms

Boom!

The violent gunfire sounded like thunder, and the officers and soldiers near the consulate screamed and howled.

Immediately, many officers and soldiers dropped their weapons, turned around and ran away.

The officers and soldiers of the Qing court were not very bloody. Who dared to compete with artillery with flesh and blood?

When Nalan Yuanshu saw his men escaping, he was furious.

"Stop! Stop for me, everyone!"

"Don't run, do you hear me?"

He jumped up and grabbed a nearby fleeing officer and soldier.

The soldier cried out: "Sir, that's a Vulcan cannon. If you don't run away, there's only one way to die."

"If you shrink from fighting, you deserve to die!"

"There are old people at the top and young people at the bottom. I am forced by the court to serve as an officer and soldier. I don't want to join the army and fight."

"You...damn it!"

Bang!

Nalan Yuanshu roared suddenly and slapped the officer and soldier's temples with both palms.

There was a sudden bang, and the soldier immediately bleeded from all his orifices and collapsed to the ground.

Nalan Yuanshu pulled out his saber, got on his horse, and roared angrily: "Everyone, listen to the order and go to the gun tower! Anyone who dares to disobey the order will be killed without mercy!"

While roaring angrily, he led his soldiers to intercept them at the intersection. Anyone who dared to become a deserter would be stabbed one by one.

After killing dozens of people, the chaotic scene was finally suppressed.

Nalan Yuanshu waved his hand and shouted: "Go to the gun tower!"

The officers and soldiers were forced to run quickly to the gun tower.

On the Hongmen side, Hong Yihu saw this and immediately shouted: "Brothers, go to the gun tower and support Brother Feng!"

Wen Biao also immediately shouted: "The disciples of the Escort Bureau obey the order, surround the consulate and seize the foreigners!"

The two of them divided their forces in a tacit understanding.

The Hongmen disciples rushed towards the gun tower.

There were not many of them, but they were more flexible. They ran all the way and soon arrived at the turret.

As for the officers and soldiers, they would be bombarded by artillery fire from Yu Zhenhan and Zuoqiu from time to time, causing the advance to be very slow for a while.

When the Qing army finally approached the gun tower, the Hongmen disciples had already arrived at the gun tower bunker.

Hong Yihu not only asked people to rearrange the enemy's horses, but also sent people to occupy the gun tower shooter window.

When thousands of Qing troops arrived, half of them had been killed by Feng Ji's artillery.

At this time, Nalan Yuanshu was still able to suppress the officers and soldiers with his usual ferocious pressure.

However, when they arrived at the artillery building, they were faced with the rejection of horses and foreign guns, and the officers and soldiers once again suffered heavy casualties.

Fierce gunfire continued, and the officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

Not long after, one-third of the officers and soldiers were shot.

Nalan Yuanshu's forehead was throbbing with veins. Mr. Zheng on the side hurriedly advised: "We can't attack by force anymore, Admiral. If we continue the attack, I'm afraid there will be a mutiny."

Nalan Yuanshu looked up and saw that most of the officers and soldiers were retreating.

No matter how his soldiers supervise the battle, kill people, intimidate and induce him, it has no effect.

These soldiers were frightened out of their wits.

He was in pain inside. He was too familiar with this scene. He had fought with foreigners several times, and it was always the same tragedy.

The rebels on the opposite side were not even as proficient with firearms as the foreigners, but they still defeated them steadily and suffered heavy casualties.

"When will the Emperor's new army be trained? Hey!"

Nalan Yuanshu was angry and could only wave his hand: "The whole army retreats!"

Suddenly all the officers and soldiers turned around and ran away as if they had been granted amnesty.

Just because they were running faster, the formation suddenly dispersed.

At this moment, the Hongmen disciples who were lying in wait suddenly rushed out.

Suddenly the one-sided massacre began.

That's how it is when the army is defeated like a mountain.

When Nalan Yuanshu saw this, he was furious: "Traitor, you are seeking death!"

He suddenly jumped up, grabbed a long stick, and smashed it with a roar.

Huhuhu——

The terrifying shadow of the stick flashed, and the air exploded with a loud noise.

A Hongmen disciple couldn't dodge and was hit directly on the head with a stick.

There was a sudden bang, the skin on his forehead was torn apart, and his brains splattered out.

Nalan Yuanshu's four-door stick technique was extremely ferocious, and they were simply killing indiscriminately among the rebellious army.

None of the Hongmen disciples can resist.

Hong Yihu also noticed this immediately, became furious, turned around and shouted: "Dog officer, you are seeking death!"

He turned around and rushed forward quickly. Unexpectedly, a row of thick iron rings had been put on his arms!

Dang Dang Dang...

The shadow of the fist roared, and the stick hit, making a clanking sound.

Nalan Yuanshu's eyes lit up and he laughed ferociously: "Hongmen Iron Fist! It turns out that you rebels are Hongmen disciples, hahaha. Today, I will kill you, the rebel leader, and collect the interest!"

Hong Yihu roared angrily: "Manqing Dog, is it just you?"

"Shut up, you untouchable, you are seeking death!"

The two of them were yelling angrily as they exchanged blows.

One man's stick skills are superb and he keeps roaring.

One person's fists and kicks are fast and his punches are fast.

Back and forth, the bright energy continued to explode, and the dark energy rushed into each other.

Hong Yihu's Iron Wire Fist was indeed passed down from the Three Lines of Iron Bridge, and it was a fierce and powerful fight, mixed with various grappling techniques of dragon, tiger and leopard.

However, Nalan Yuanshu's cunning stick method is too old and cunning to be close to Hong Yihu.

Always keep the distance between the two bodies, and constantly rely on the stick method to poke and sweep.

Hong Yihu was so angry that his arms had been hit by the opponent's stick several times.

The stick is so powerful that it actually contains hidden strength.

"This dog officer is actually a master of dark energy?"

Hong Yihu was surprised and suddenly thought of something: "Are you Nalan Yuanshu?"

"You are a treacherous minister and traitor. Now that you know my name, why don't you hurry up and arrest him?"

"Hahaha, Dog Officer, it turns out you are Nalan Yuanshu, that's all."

Hong Yihu laughed loudly and raised a red tassel spear with one foot, intending to use the long weapon against the long weapon.

It's just that he is not good at marksmanship. After a few exchanges, he was immediately disarmed.

In desperation, he used the Iron Fist again.

After dozens of rounds, Nalan Yuanshu suddenly swung his stick and thrust it into Hong Yihu's chest from the tiger's mouth.

With a bang, Hong Yihu was immediately hit by the stick, and half of his body was numb in an instant.

He was startled, and he hurriedly circulated his energy and blood, trying to disperse the invasion of dark energy.

However, how could Nalan Yuanshu give him this opportunity? He jumped up instantly and hit him hard in the face with a stick.

Hong Yihu couldn't dodge and subconsciously thought something was wrong.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and Hong Yihu was hit by the stick and staggered to the ground.

At the critical moment, he turned his head to avoid the fatal blow, but the stick fell on his shoulder.

At this time, the shoulder bones seemed to have been broken, and the injury was serious!

Hong Yihu gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but the opponent's stick just now had a hidden force that made him unable to move.

Nalan Yuanshu sneered, without hesitation at all, he stepped forward, hit Hong Yihu with a stick and left.

This stick was urgent and fast. If it hit the target, Hong Yihu would probably be angry on the spot.

Hong Yihu couldn't help but close his eyes: "The great cause has not yet been accomplished..."

"Woo——"

At this moment, a terrifying whimpering sound suddenly came from the air.

Hong Yihu couldn't help but hurriedly opened his eyes.

But I saw a black shield whining and spinning in the air, whistling and flying towards me.

Nalan Yuanshu's expression suddenly changed. He quickly retracted his stick and suddenly turned around to hit the flying shield.

Bang——!

The stick crashed down and hit the shield.

However, there was no joy on Nalan Yuanshu's face. He only felt severe pain in his arm, and an unrivaled force hit him.

His stick clicked instantly and was cut into two pieces by the edge of the shield!

The shield still had power and shot towards him fiercely.

At the critical moment, Nalan Yuanshu hurriedly somersaulted.

boom!

The shield passed a little distance above his waist and abdomen, and landed on the ground, making a roar and vibration.

Nalan Yuanshu was covered in cold sweat, and he hurriedly stood up, followed the chain on the shield, and looked back at the person coming.

At this sight, his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

The person who came was like a giant, 1.9 meters tall, covered in blood-stained armor, which was thick and gave people a terrifying sense of oppression.

Feng Ji glanced at Nalan Yuanshu with an expressionless face, and then looked at Hong Yihu.

Seeing Hong Yihu's shoulders slumped, he immediately frowned and said in a cold voice: "Did this dog officer beat you?"

Hong Yihu gritted his teeth and climbed up, gritting his teeth and said: "It doesn't matter, I can still kill a few Qing dogs."

Feng Ji didn't say anything, he just pulled his right arm, and with a clatter, the shield on the ground flew back into his hand.

"Just rest and leave the rest to me."

Nalan Yuanshu's face was gloomy, and Feng Ji didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

He immediately sneered: "Rebellious ministers and traitors dare to rebel. Aren't you afraid of killing the nine clans?"

Feng Ji glanced at him, strode towards him, and asked: "The foreigners beat you and make you cry for your father and mother. Why don't you go and kill the nine tribes?"

Nalan Yuanshu's face suddenly changed and turned red with anger.

Feng Ji said lightly: "Oh, it's because you don't have the ability."

"The so-called implicating the nine tribes is just because the power you control is stronger than ordinary people, so you can decide life and death at will and implicat others."

"But facing stronger foreigners, you don't even have the courage to fight."

"Don't talk about implicating foreigners. You wish you could kneel in front of foreigners and pray to foreigners to let you continue to rule this land of China."

"Ho ho ho, this is the Qing court, this is the weak and incompetent Qing government."

"Want to kill my nine tribes? Pick up your weapons and come here!"

Nalan Yuanshu was speechless by Feng Ji's words, and his heart was filled with anger.

He knew that everything Feng Ji said was true, and he had no reason to refute what he said.

Because of this, he was even more angry.

When a person is handsome and you call him ugly, he will just chuckle and take it as a joke.

But when a person is ugly, if you call him ugly, he will fall out with you.

Because he is really ugly! What you said is true.

This was the case for Nalan Yuanshu, who was looking at him in anger.

He roared angrily: "Shut up! Untouchable, what qualifications do you have to judge the Qing Dynasty and the emperor? I will kill you!"

He stomped the ground suddenly, his body was like lightning, and he hit Feng Ji's face with half a stick in his hand.

Feng Ji was neither quick nor slow, and did not dodge at all.

Grab it with your palm, bang!

The stick was held against him with one palm.

Nalan Yuanshu's expression changed and he hurriedly put away his stick and changed his tactics.

Feng Ji suddenly grasped the short stick with five fingers.

No matter how Nalan Yuanshu pulled it, it wouldn't move at all.

Feng Ji held the broken stick in his hand and walked towards Nalan Yuanshu step by step.

Nalan Yuanshu kicked the ground with both legs, refusing to take even a step back.

However, under Feng Ji's huge strength, his whole body slid uncontrollably on the ground.

There was even a crunching sound of tearing cloth from the soles of the shoes.

Feng Ji's expression remained unchanged, and it seemed that he was exerting no effort.

"Is this your four-door stick technique? You can't even hit one of my hands with such a weak stick technique."

"Why do you come here to kill me?"

"You know? Facing foreigners, you have nothing to do. Facing me, you are just as weak and can be bullied."

"Nalan Yuanshu, you, like the Qing court behind you, are already vulnerable!"

"Today, I will start with you to defeat this rotten Qing Dynasty!"

Nalan Yuanshu's face turned red from holding back: "No! You don't deserve it!"

He suddenly let go, then kicked the ground, with a bang, like an ape, he kicked Feng Ji in the air.

However, when the other person was in mid-air, Feng Ji suddenly grabbed the air with his palm!

Bang!

Nalan Yuanshu broke out with the most powerful high kick in history.

However, this kick was easily caught by the man in front of him!

In fact, the opponent's arm didn't even move.

Nalan Yuanshu hurriedly wanted to retract his leg, but the other leg was about to kick out in succession.

At this time, Feng Ji suddenly exerted his strength and squeezed hard!

Click!

All of a sudden, Nalan Yuanshu's leg was in severe pain!

He let out a scream.

Feng Ji then flicked it!

Bang!

Nalan Yuanshu was hit hard on the bluestone floor uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the muscles and bones all over his body were shattered, and his energy and blood instantly dissipated.

Feng Ji stepped on his chest, lowered his head and sneered: "You can abandon your stick and attack again, but can the Qing court?"

"Idiot, the foreigners have already reached the door. Your masters, Guangxu and Cixi, are still fighting for power in the palace."

"In the eyes of you people, do you think that as long as foreigners still recognize you as rulers, you can just do whatever they want to do to bully the people?"

"I'm telling you now, it doesn't matter whether the foreigners recognize your status or not. If I don't recognize it, and the people in the world don't recognize it, you will die, and the Qing Dynasty will die!"

"Ahem, cough...you...are rebellious..."

Nalan Yuanshu stared at Feng Ji with his eyes widened, coughing blood.

Feng Ji couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh: "Hahaha...rebellious? Mangou, you also learned Han culture? When did you Manchus know that you were rebellious?"

"Remember to go to hell and talk to the dead foreigners and see if they ignore you."

Click!

Feng Ji tiptoed, Nalan Yuanshu's chest suddenly sunken and he vomited blood.

Until his death, he was still glaring at the sky, seemingly unwilling to give up.

The heavy rain fell on his cheeks, like tears he shed.

He has superb martial arts and military excellence, but he was born at the wrong time...

…

"Brother, there is no one left in the concession who can stop us. What are we going to do next?"

Hong Yihu asked, covering his shoulders.

Feng Ji looked at him and said, "Who said there is no more?"

"besides?"

"Have you forgotten what kind of ships are parked in the port?"

"You want to capture the port?" Hong Yihu suddenly became energetic and said with excitement.

Feng Ji grinned: "Did you know? Ninety percent of the missing people in Guangzhou are on foreign ships."

"They used Jinshan as bait, either by cheating, kidnapping, or buying from the four major families, and they wanted to take these people back."

"Do you know what will happen if you go to foreigners' territory?"

"Working day and night, helping them dig mines, build tunnels, and lay railways."

"The bullets and guns produced will be used to attack us and plunder our population."

"This is what foreigners are like."

"If you don't kill them, they will be scared and they won't stop."

"This time, we not only want to seize the concession, but also occupy Guangzhou and seize the port."

Hong Yihu was shocked, and regardless of his injuries, he asked: "But... we only have these few people, can we do it?"

Feng Ji glanced at him: "Who said we are the only ones? Hongmen's overseas Zhi Gong Tang, the Triad Society, the White Lotus Sect, the Revolutionary Party, Huang Feihong's regiment training, and the people who were oppressed in Guangzhou are all manpower. ?”

"As long as we have guns and artillery, they will be no worse than the Qing army and no worse than the foreigners."

"But... can they listen to us?"

"Ho ho ho, are they the ones who have the final say whether you listen or not?"

Feng Ji's words left Hong Yihu speechless.

With a terrifying existence like Feng Ji, no one or any force would be able to disobey orders.

Feng Ji asked: "Have you found the church? Where is my eldest sister?"

"I found it, but the church was empty. I asked the people around and said it was the church priest. He took people to hide in the consulate. I don't know what happened to Master Wen Biao."

At this time, Feng Ji seemed to have become Hong Yihu's boss.

In fact, during this battle, Feng Ji had completely revealed his terror.

Not to mention Hong Yihu, I am afraid that the entire Hongmen disciples and Escort Bureau disciples now look up to Feng Ji.

Feng Ji nodded and said: "I will take people to the port. Brother Hong, you ask the brothers to enter the gun tower bunker and turn the muzzle of the gun to aim at the harbor."

"Wait for my signal. Once I rescue the prisoners, immediately prepare to launch cannons and attack the port."

"Understood, you be careful...forget it, I'd better be careful."

Hong Yihu wanted to warn him, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

He finally saw that Feng Ji was invulnerable wearing this armor.

If you are not afraid of foreign guns, what else can the foreigners do to fight Feng Ji?

It's because he injured his shoulder that he should be careful.

Feng Ji selected a group of Hongmen disciples who were good at firearms. With a wave of his hand, he quickly led the people to the port.

…

In the consulate, all the foreigners looked at the Zhenyuan Escort personnel who had invaded outside, with despair on their faces.

Charles at the consulate had red eyes, looking at his dead companions around him with fear in his heart.

Wen Biao led his troops in, took a glance, and immediately looked at Charles.

He asked in a deep voice: "Can you speak Chinese?"

Charles nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, hello, can you not hurt us..."

“Where is the priest of the church?”

Charles was stunned. He thought Wen Biao would ask some military questions. Unexpectedly, Wen Biao actually asked the church priest.

He couldn't help but subconsciously look at the corner behind him, where he saw an old man with a white beard, wearing Catholic robes. Behind him, there were many people dressed as nuns.

Wen Biao immediately looked over and shouted, "Are you Father Kolkin?"

"Our Lord Jesus, please bless your children..."

Father Corkin muttered ecstatically.

Wen Biao stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and scolded: "No one can protect you. You deserve to die from the moment you invade our country!"

"Let me ask you, have you seen this woman?"

He shook the scroll left by Feng Ji, revealing Feng Jinfeng's portrait.

Corkin closed his eyes and said nothing, just reciting the Bible.

Suddenly a nun behind him exclaimed: "Ah, I know her, I know her, dear fellows, I recognize her, she is her! Please let me go."

But I saw this nun pushing a nun. The nun's face was pale and full of fear.

"I...I'm not, I'm not..." She denied in horror, lowering her head and crying.

Wen Biao looked at the woman carefully and couldn't help being overjoyed. He quickly asked: "Are you Duan Feng? We were entrusted by your brother Feng Ji to come here specifically to find you."

The woman suddenly raised her head, with a face full of shock: "You...what did you say? You...you were...sent by my younger brother?"

Feng Jinfeng couldn't believe it. In her impression, although her younger brother practiced martial arts and had some boxing skills, he was still essentially the same disobedient brother who liked visiting brothels and escorting prostitutes.

She never expected that these people were actually sent by her younger brother!

This...how is this possible?

But even though she knew it was impossible, she still cried with joy and shed tears.

"Little brother...little brother...wuwu...where is he? Where is he?"

Wen Biao knew how much the woman in front of him had suffered, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, and comforted him: "He is somewhere else, but don't worry, he will come to find you soon."

Feng Jinfeng's eyes turned red from crying. He suddenly made a loud noise and knelt on the ground: "Uncle, wuwu...Uncle, can you save my child? My child was taken away by them. He is only ten years old..."

Feng Jinfeng burst into tears and kept kowtowing.

Wen Biao hurriedly helped her up and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, Mrs. Duan, since brother Feng Ji is here, he will definitely find your child, don't worry."

Feng Jinfeng wiped away her tears and nodded repeatedly. Wen Biao asked Xiao Min to help her go aside to rest.

Facing Xiao Min, who is also a girl, Feng Jinfeng couldn't help but let down his guard and asked: "Girl, who are you? How do you know my little brother?"

"Sister, Brother Feng has been very kind to us. If it weren't for Brother Feng, we would have died long ago."

"Ah, what's going on?"

With admiration on her face, Xiao Min told Feng Jinfeng about Feng Ji.

From Feng Ji's journey south to meeting Hong Yihu, the story continues until Feng Ji is looking for her.

Killing fellow soldiers, killing foreigners, and even now entering the concession.

All these things made Feng Jinfeng feel like he was dreaming.

Her eyes were red, and then she realized that her brother had done so many things to find her.

Please give me a monthly ticket. It’s almost 500. If I can get there today, I’ll have to pay extra even if I don’t eat! Even Jesus can’t stop him!