I didn't know if I didn't look at it. I was shocked when I saw it. The entire Summer Palace was joined by Changchun Garden and Qichun Garden on both sides, covering an area of ​​more than 3,000 acres. The courtyard where I was located was as inconspicuous as a small gravel in the entire reduced version of the holographic imaging.

Although it is difficult to see the architectural styles of local buildings and pavilions from the miniature holographic imaging, it is absolutely exquisite from the bird's eye view layout, and it is worthy of its reputation as the Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens.

No wonder the emperor squats here every day to work and sleep. This garden covers the beautiful places in the whole world. The food, beauties, scenery and treasures of the world are all gathered here. If you are the emperor, you will never go out to stroll around. It is enough to be relaxed and happy to stroll in the yard of your home.

"The bold thief dared to trespass the royal garden. People come and quickly descended and captured the thief. Those who obtained the thief's head will be rewarded with silver and white!"

A man with a military officer looked like angeredly commanded more than 30 Qing soldiers behind him and rushed towards Zhang Yuntian. He knew that those who dared to enter the Old Summer Palace were definitely not ordinary thieves, so he bid for free to inspire morale from the beginning.

Zhang Yuntian sighed. He knew that this military officer should be Ren Liang, the eighth-rank leader in the Old Summer Palace. This man was quite brave and would rather die than surrender. He once led dozens of warriors and eunuchs to resist the attacks of thousands of invaders. He was considered a hero, but at this time he appeared very abnormally.

Zhang Yuntian picked up the anesthesia gun and fired three or four at Ren Liang, but he stood behind and the syringes were blocked by the Qing soldiers who rushed in front and fell to the ground one by one.

The Qing soldiers behind him didn't know what magic Zhang Yuntian used, but they quietly pointed at the black dust stick to whom they would fall to the ground and think there was some magic. They couldn't help but hesitate for a moment and stood there.

Zhang Yuntian took the opportunity to fill in the anesthesia gun with a few more syringes. Although his weapon had an absolute advantage, he could easily kill these people by just taking out a light machine gun or assault rifle, but when he thought of Ren Liang's bravery, he couldn't bear to shoot him directly. The Qing soldiers were afraid of Zhang Yuntian's power and did not dare to charge rashly. The two sides were stalemate for a while.

"What are you afraid of? The other party has only one person. If we go together, he will still have three heads and six arms!"

Ren Liang shouted, and after his reminder, the Qing soldiers cheered up again and rushed over again.

Zhang Yuntian still shot with anesthesia gun, and this time he directly shot out all eight syringes. Half of the Qing soldiers on the opposite side fell, but several people rushed to the front of him.

At this crisis, the first four Qing soldiers who fell stood up staggeringly. They felt that their masters were threatened, and they all rushed over with the Qing soldiers.

The power of the corpse guard was extremely powerful. He shocked the Qing soldiers' weapons to the ground in just one moment. Another moment, he stabbed a bloody hole in the latter's astonished gaze.

Now the Qing soldiers were completely uneasy. They were originally comrades from all over the country. How could they turn against each other? And they became extremely powerful, just like being possessed by a ghost. They were so scared that they were all gone and retreated again. One of the Qing soldiers said in a trembling voice: "Master... Sir, thieves can drive away ghosts and gods. We have to break his magic first..."

Before he could finish his words, Ren Liang turned his hand and cut off his head with a knife, and said sternly: "These people are accomplices with the rebels, and they are just working together inside and outside. If anyone dares to talk nonsense and disrupt the morale of the army, he will be your end!"

In order to boost morale, Ren Liang rushed out first and fought with the corpse guards. He played the big sword so hard that he could only fight with him. Ren Liang took a step forward and slashed several times, leaving a mark on the spear, forcing the corpse guards to retreat repeatedly.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ren Liang suddenly changed his move and slashed the big sword horizontally. The center of gravity of the corpse guard was unstable and had no time to defend. He was cut on his face with a knife and immediately died of anger. This was the first corpse guard that Zhang Yuntian lost since he traveled to the Qing Dynasty.

The other three corpse guards immediately surrounded him with guns, but Ren Liang's kung fu was really good. After fighting for less than a quarter of an hour, they were killed by the knife.

Ren Liang killed four people in a row. The more brave he was, the happier Zhang Yuntian was. He couldn't help but applaud: "Chief Ren is good at kung fu!"

Ren Liang glared at Zhang Yuntian panting, "Hmph, what can the little thief do to me?" He turned around and said proudly to his subordinates: "How is it? What kind of ghost possessed? Didn't he be the ghost under my sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eight Qing soldiers lying on the ground stood up staggeringly, standing with guns one by one, surrounding Ren Liang in the center.

"Okay, leader, I have already seen your skills, so let's take a break!"

Zhang Yuntian picked up the anesthesia gun and glanced at Ren Liang and fired several shots. The latter knew it was powerful, so he was prepared. He rolled to the side and avoided the first three syringes. Just when he was about to get up to avoid it, he heard a puff, and the fourth and fifth syringes hit his waist and thighs respectively. He felt dizzy and randomly pounced on the ground.

Zhang Yuntian sighed and thought to himself: There are indeed many people with extremely bravery in the Chinese people. If they fight with swords, they will definitely not lose to foreigners. However, no matter who has high martial arts skills, they cannot avoid bullets. It is both sad and lamentable to think of the Eight Banners Warriors outside the city who are catching guns one after another!

Even the leader Ren Liang was also hit by the magic trick, and the Qing soldiers under his command immediately lost all their fighting spirit. They were not afraid of fighting foreigners, and they were not afraid of fighting with fewer enemies. The most terrible thing was the power of ghosts and gods, which scared them so much that they didn't even want weapons. They turned around and ran away. Several of them ran slowly and were shot in the back by Zhang Yuntian and fell down.

In just a moment, half of the guards of the entire Summer Palace joined Zhang Yuntian's command, and the rest of the soldiers died and fled. The entire Summer Palace completely fell into Zhang Yuntian's hands.

In order to prevent Qing soldiers from coming in to make trouble, Zhang Yuntian sent Ren Liang to guard the gate with the newly transformed corpse guards.

Although there are no remaining soldiers available in the capital now, Zhang Yuntian's concerns are reasonable. The thinking of the Qing Dynasty rulers was extremely strange. They advocated "I would rather be with friendly countries than to give them slaves." So if foreigners burned, killed and looted the Old Summer Palace at this time, they would definitely have no soldiers to send. But if they knew that Zhang Yuntian was taking advantage of the situation, they could squeeze out a suppression force from anywhere.
Chapter completed!