Beiyang new warlord

But this turning point came to an abrupt end with Emperor Chongzhen's next sentence.

"What do you think?"

The time-keeping copper hourglass in the palace, water drops drop by drop into the water basin below, the sound of falling water became the only sound in Linfu Hall, and the monarch and his subjects once again fell into a deadly war.

As long as one person stands up and nods his head, the resolution is agreed. However, this time, even a loyal minister like Li Mingrui did not have the courage to stand up! Cutting off half of the country is not a trivial matter! Others, such as Li Mingrui and Li Banghua, are concerned about the authenticity of this matter. After all, now that the army is approaching the city, how can Li Chuang be so talkative?

Once he agreed and let down his morale, Li Zicheng took the gold and silver and retreated, and then took advantage of Daming's slack to kill his carbine, and there was really nothing left!Wasn’t this the trick that the Jin Dynasty used to destroy the Song Dynasty! The poor Song family endured Jingkang’s humiliation, and paid the Jin Princess, Princess Wang Ji, and the wives, concubines and daughters of civil and military ministers as slaves to the Jin people. They still did not escape the disaster of destroying the country. Fight to the death with these rogues upright, and leave your name in history!

Among them, the most disturbing one is Wei Zaode, the first assistant. On his forehead, beads of sweat dripped down drop by drop, because the emperor's eyes have been fixed on his forehead. Now, he can be regarded as experiencing Chen Yan in the fire. It was hard to bake.

However, even now that he is an official, his old Wang Bagong is also very good at practicing, even though Chongzhen stares at him, he just doesn't say a word.

I don't know how long the difficult depression lasted, until the last drop of water flowed out of the copper hourglass, the eunuchs in the palace beeped, and a ray of sunlight slowly shone in the palace from the east. The disheartened Emperor Chongzhen finally stood up dull, exhausted. He waved his hand to the ministers.

"Everyone, go back to the yamen to deal with the affairs of the war, and retreat from the court!"

Seeing that the emperor turned around and returned to the inner hall, and Du Xun, who had knelt tremblingly on the ground all night, was also picked up by the angry Wang Chengen, who pushed him and drove him away, leaving only the trace of sweat on the ground, a group of ministers were equally disappointed , as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out, he walked out limply.This kind of decadence seemed to fully demonstrate the decadence of the Ming Empire.

The court is so weak that Du Xun dare not kill him!Sending someone to send him out, Wang Chengen hurriedly followed into the apse of Linfu Hall. In the back yard of the palace, leaning on the railing, Emperor Chongzhen stared blankly at the swaying flower trees below. A cherry tree didn't know where it was. After being cultivated in the morning, in the early spring, when everything should be revived and sprouting green, this tree is as dry as firewood in the back kitchen, without a trace of life.

Emperor Chongzhen's eyes were fixed on the dead branch.

Guarding at the side, Wang Chengen hesitated for a long time before cautiously inquiring on the side.

"Your Majesty, you have been delayed all night, do you want to go to court after breakfast?"

"No need! Chuansi Lijian, today is the end of the court! I will show you later, I am going to the ancestral hall!"

The ancestral mausoleums in Changping are all under the control of Li Zicheng. Now that the city is besieged by a large army, even in the early dynasty, what can be discussed in the face of those cabinet ministers who are constantly attacking?At this time, the emperor seemed to be completely disheartened. At this moment, he just wanted to go to the ancestral ancestral hall for a while, and maybe confess his repentance to the ancestors of the Ming Empire, so as to relieve his depression a little bit.

Listening to Chongzhen's order, Wang Chengen's heartache made his nose sore, and he bowed heavily in a dull manner.

"Old slave obeys!"

Turning his head, Wang Chengen was going to go to handle Chongzhen's order, but before he could go out, the emperor's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"By the way, since the marriage between Changping and the King of Liao has been settled, let her go to the Duke of Ji's mansion more! It's more filial piety!"

"Your Majesty, this"

In this day and age, the folks still defend against men and women, not to mention the majestic princess. Wang Chengen immediately wanted to object, but the words just reached his mouth, but he swallowed them back immediately, and once again, he bowed heavily.

"Old slave obeys!"

On the other side, the morning sun rose sharply, waking up the nightmare of the capital, and at the same time, it also illuminated the army camp outside the besieged city. With the sound of tinkling, the huge army camp spread out chaotically like a huge ant nest , Intruders in disheveled flowered clothes gathered around a cauldron, swallowing hot porridge in a hurry. Occasionally, officers took out cans seized from Ningwu Pass and poured them in, which caused the soldiers to shout excitedly.

Although a peace negotiation was proposed, does Li Zicheng have the sincerity of the peace talks?

of course not!

Although Li Chuang was not a master of long-term vision and great talent, he still had ambitions, and at this time, if he wanted to take over the capital, even his subordinates would not agree.

This is also the usual trick of the Peng army. Before fighting a tough battle with the court, they should first give in and cry poorly, and then take a cold breath.

So when Du Xun came back, Li Zicheng had raised his account and summoned all the generals to prepare for the attack on the capital.

"Slave greets His Majesty!"

His legs were already kneeling weak, and his waist was also bent. As soon as he returned to the tent, Du Xun threw himself on his knees and kowtowed.

Even if Xi'an was formally founded, the Dashun Army's reckless heroes don't know any etiquette and rules, such as Liu Zongmin and Hao Yaoqi, they still talk to each other when they meet each other. Looking up from the map, his one eye seemed to have a little more smile lines, full of air, he yelled and asked carelessly.

"Eunuch, how is it? Did the Chongzhen boy agree to my peace?"

"Back, back to His Majesty, no answer"

After all, he had been the eunuch of Daming for a long time, and Du Xun was still quite unaccustomed to hearing Li Zicheng call Chongzhen so vulgarly, so he stuttered and then answered with difficulty.

"Last night, the servant brought His Majesty's edict into the palace and summoned him in front of the court officials. Chongzhen and the officials sat sleepily all night without saying a word. In the morning, they drove the servant out."

"What? Talk about war or not, talk about discord! These sour scholars with a few inks in their stomachs are not happy!"

Even Chuangjun didn't expect this result.The voice was buzzing, and that guy Liu Zongmin yelled loudly with a simple and honest voice, and at the same time turned his face away and muttered gruffly to Tian Jianxiu.

"If you want me to say, big brother is busy. Let's get on the ground with Yuan Manzi's Qin army. These veteran soldiers of the capital are mere slashers with big knives. Why don't you come here with courtesy first and then soldiers!"

"That's it! Is it superfluous!"

Several rude generals followed and nodded in approval, but no one noticed that Li Zicheng's bold and broad face under the big felt hat seemed to stiffen his smile.

Fortunately, there is still someone who can talk, like the dog-skin plaster master in the TV series, with a small beard treacherously raised, Niu Jinxing smiled slyly, and hugged Li Zicheng heavily.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The soldiers are approaching the city, the court is still in war and the two are in trouble, the ministers are on both sides of the snake, people's hearts are uncertain, and Ming has no fighting spirit. This huge world will be your Majesty's property in an instant. Congratulations! !"

On the other end, another counselor, Gu Junen, was also smiling all over his face, and also bowed heavily to Li Zicheng.

"At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Taizu once asked Liu Bowen about the fate of the country. Liu Gong said: If you meet the rules, you will stop! Now the Ming Dynasty is full of images of subjugation, and it is officially the time for your majesty to become a dragon and fly into the sky!"

He also put on the proverbs! The auspicious words of the two civil servants made Li Zicheng very happy, and the unhappiness caused by the rough warriors just disappeared. He laughed and slapped the table, shaking his head and humming.

"Okay! Since the son of Chongzhen has given up even the last bit of peace with Lao Tzu, he deserves to be thrown away! Come on! Order the various ministries to attack the city immediately!"

Chapter 562. Yuan Gong's Legacy

Dull and chaotic battle drums rose from the sky. At this time, the Chuangjun who had had breakfast quickly gathered into a battle formation under the urging of the golden drum. From the sky, an overwhelming sea of ​​​​army emerged towards the capital like a rising tide. come over.

He was biting down on Daming’s traditional army rations, pot-helmet pancakes. Wearing it under a heavy military helmet, Wu Sangui’s eyes glanced gloomyly forward. In the Battle of Songshan, the overwhelming Qing army had already made him feel that there was no such thing as a match in the world. That was an even more spectacular army, but this time, he has seen it.

There are too many refugees who have become a climate!

"Uncle!"

Just when Wu Sangui was staring stiffly, an angry voice suddenly sounded beside him, and he turned his head abruptly. It was Li Benshen, the former guerrilla general of Ningdong who was also the Liaodong general, with his helmet down, and he clasped his fist heavily at him. Wu Sangui finally came to his senses after asking for instructions from the general, and the next second, his slightly confused eyes became sharper.

Now that the army is already here, let's make a river of blood!How many years of bloody battles with the Tartars has the Guan Ning army not been destroyed, so what can you, Li Chuang, do?Full of murderous intent, he habitually tightened his helmet again, and Wu Sangui ordered in a murderous low voice.

"Defeat the barbarian army to meet the artillery, use the heavy artillery to defeat the enemy's spirit, and Wu Zhimao's swords and shields are so high! Once the bandits are in battle, kill them! The barbarian Ding suddenly rides, follow me and lead the flag!"

"Order!"

At this time, he was still serving under the banner of the Ming Empire, and his stomach was still full of imperial pride. The Guanning Iron Army was still the golden beam and jade pillar of the empire. Li Benshen was also full of courage. He responded loudly, and immediately ran back with great strides. In the formation.

However, before the Guanning Army Town was launched, the sound of cannons erupted from Chuangjunjun Town, and Yuan Chonghuan's farm base was taken from Guanzhong. Dashun pulled out all the cannons he could carry, and the three hundred cannons roared together, and the shells ruthlessly covered the capital city like raindrops, hitting the Ming army positions in front of the city walls and gates heavily. superior.

Big balls of dust were kicked up by artillery fire, the old and brittle city bricks were smashed to pieces by heavy iron balls, and a parapet wall collapsed with a bang. The Beijing army in the back was shattered by the debris, and fell down from the top of the city screaming miserably. The 100 or [-] people behind were so frightened that their hearts collapsed, and they turned around and fled.