More and more people are coming from outside.
Jiang Tian heard the commotion outside.
Jiang Tian walked out.
The Yang family followed closely behind.
Li Yuanba's golden hammer, the "Drum-Shaped Hammer," was already impatiently ready to strike.
Bai Qi had already mobilized a thousand new Qin soldiers and twenty breech-loading cannons, completely surrounding the Yang residence.
As the Yang family members left the Yang residence, they finally saw the dark, gaping cannon barrels.
The Yang family knew the power of this Frankish fire.
They witnessed firsthand how Zhang Xianzhong's troops were routed and forced to flee in disarray when the breech-loading cannons were fired.
Zhang Xianzhong's 200,000 elite troops were either killed or fled in less than a day of fighting, with his main force almost completely wiped out.
Zhang Xianzhong's whereabouts are also unknown.
"Lord Jiang, what are you trying to do?" Yang Delin panicked instantly.
"Aren't you afraid of the plague?"
"Didn't you say that the people were punished by heaven for taking your land? In that case, I'd like to see if you will be protected by heaven."
Jiang Tian jumped onto a horse-drawn carriage.
"Throw all these people who have been ravaged by the plague into the Yang mansion. If anyone dares to stop them, Li Yuanba, take a hammer and beat them up."
Li Yuanba was already impatient. He slammed the two hammers together, making a loud thud that made people's ears ache: "Don't worry, my lord, if they dare to bare their teeth, I'll smash them into mincemeat."
"Bai Qi, don't waste time. Fire a few shots first and let the Yang family see the power of our Franco cannons."
"Yes, sir..." Bai Qi accepted the order, glanced at the Yang residence, then turned around and waved his hand at the new Qin recruits under his command, "Let them witness the power of our Frankish cannons."
"Yes, sir." The new Qin recruits quickly set up the cannons.
Upon seeing this, Bai Qi immediately shouted, "Where are you firing your cannons? Since we're here to show them the power of our cannons, of course we should aim them at the Yang residence!"
The new recruits of the Great Qin were as fierce as wolves and tigers.
They are extremely powerful fighters.
The group quickly turned the cannons around and aimed them at the gate of the Yang residence.
The Yang family members immediately rushed over.
"Lord Jiang, what are you trying to do?"
"Lord Jiang, we have done nothing wrong. Why did you bombard our Yang residence with cannons?"
Jiang Tian looked at the crowd shouting loudly and said coldly, "You are not wrong? You have killed so many people."
"Everyone, listen to my command!" Bai Qi drew his sword before the Yang family could continue shouting.
"Load the ammunition."
"aim."
"ignition……"
"put……"
One order after another was issued. The gunners were very skilled. They loaded the ammunition, aimed, lit the gun, and fired... all the actions were completed in one go.
It looks majestic and imposing.
One by one, torches were quickly placed on the fuse.
Boom boom boom...
A burst of cannon fire followed, and all twenty Franconian cannons opened fire simultaneously.
The bursts of artillery fire were absolutely deafening, like a tidal wave crashing down.
The Yang family members tried to stop them, but before they could even reach the cannons, they were so frightened by the deafening roar that they fell to the ground.
The people in the Yang household were trembling all over, like wilted eggplants.
The gate of the Yang residence was blown to pieces.
The shells hit the Yang residence, and screams erupted from inside.
Immediately following were cries and screams of agony.
Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction: "Patriarch Yang, are you satisfied with the power of my Frankish cannon?"
Yang Delin, Yang Dezhi, Yang Meng, Yang Gongda, Yang Chao... For a moment, these people did not know what to do, and none of them could say a word.
"It seems you haven't yet grasped the power of our Franco cannons." Jiang Tian snapped his fingers at Bai Qi. "Fire another shot, make sure the Yang family understands the power of our cannons."
The artillerymen quickly retrieved the sub-gun and reloaded another sub-gun that had already been prepared.
"Fire..." Bai Qi swung his sword forward once more. Another earth-shattering cannon roar rang out, twenty cannonballs whistling out, some of which hit the Yang residence and flew hundreds of meters forward.
Several buildings in the Yang family mansion were riddled with holes, and clouds of dust rose everywhere.
As the smoke slowly dissipated, several sounds of buildings collapsing came from the Yang residence.
The entire ground was shaking.
The Yang family members, who had been arrogant and domineering just moments before, were now filled with fear.
"Lord Jiang, we... we absolutely cannot blow up our Yang residence."
"Lord Jiang, you cannot use your official position to oppress people."
"God, open your eyes and see! We did nothing wrong, yet our mansion was bombed, and many people in the mansion were killed or injured."
"My God, is there no law anymore?"
These guys are all crying and playing the victim.
Jiang Tian completely ignored them.
Jiang Tian pointed to the somewhat rotten corpses on the carriage.
The people around looked at each other in bewilderment.
They hadn't expected that Jiang Tian would actually dare to target the powerful families.
You know, emperors take turns ruling, and today it's someone else's turn.
However, these aristocratic families have continued for ten thousand years.
As the saying goes, "Ironclad families remain, but emperors come and go."
"What were we talking about? We all thought that Lord Jiang wouldn't dare to target the Yang family, but we didn't expect that Lord Jiang would directly attack the Yang residence."
"Lord Jiang is truly no ordinary person."
"People with the ability and courage of Lord Jiang are truly rare."
"Didn't they say that the Yang family was blessed by God and was unaffected by the plague? Now this cannon fire has left them in a sorry state."
"Anyone is no match for our Lord Jiang. Our Lord Jiang is a god descended from heaven; who can stand against him?"
"No, that's not how it works. Master Yang said that this Lord Jiang is a devil from hell, and he's currently dominating our Lord Yang, this..."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and Jiang Tian heard and saw it all.
"Everyone, you all believe that the Yang family is blessed by heaven." Jiang Tian paused for a moment, "From today onwards, no one in the Yang family is allowed to go out at will. Anyone who leaves the mansion without permission will be bombarded."
"I want to see if the people of the Yang family will be infected with the plague." Jiang Tian said, pointing to the corpses on the carriage. "If you want to live, everyone in the Yang family will carry a corpse back with them."
"Bah..." Yang Delin roared in anger, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If you want us to carry a corpse back to the mansion, you might as well kill me."
“Our Yang family is not a place to hide filth and evil. Why should we carry these corpses back?”
"Kill us or torture us, it's all up to you." Yang Meng raised his head. "Even if we die, we'll haunt you as ghosts. You think we can take our bodies back? No way."
"You want to insult us? We are not spineless people."
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