Beiyang new warlord

When we entered the mountain, it was almost dusk. Naturally, field hunting could no longer be carried out at this time. People were busy opening the special golden tents made by Emperor Dashun over the years. Overhead, under the slanting sunlight of the setting sun, the huge golden canopy shone with dazzling golden light. However, the bed inside had not been made yet, and Li Zicheng staggered into it again just as he got off his horse and didn't even say hello to his subordinates. After entering, after a while, the sound of heavy snoring came from the tent.

"Prince Chuang is getting old!"

Even Li Zicheng's brother-in-law Gao Yigong, the general who saw this scene, couldn't help but shook his head, sighed, and immediately yelled loudly to the left and right.

"Hurry up and set up camp! Are you guilty of delaying the autumn hunting tomorrow?"

"The last will obey."

The master is decadent, and even the subordinates are not very energetic. They all agreed and scattered away. In this lazy atmosphere, everyone ignored it. On weekdays, a former general with a loud voice Hao Yaoqi was surprisingly dull this time, with gloomy eyes. He glanced at the snoring golden tent, and then his eyes fell on brothers He Jing and He Zhen, General Fengche who were in charge of Chuang Wang's daily life.

That look was indescribably weird and terrifying.

This night also passed in this kind of dullness, maybe because he slept too much. In the early morning of the next day, with the roar of bugles shaking the sky, Li Zicheng was early. The army didn't give face, the three-way drum was over, and more than half of the talents came. General He Bida of Qingche, and Lieutenant Liu Pojun of Guoyi kept Li Zicheng waiting for almost 10 minutes, and then ran drunkenly to the audience of Dianjiang .

"Bye, see Prince Chuang!"

With his tongue out, He Bida easily led the leader and knelt down on the ground, followed by a large group of subordinates of the old Shaanxi army, who also knelt on the ground in a crooked manner, but these people didn't notice, and rushed to lead them to a way out. Wang, in that one eye, the gaze also became very strange, and it was burning with rage, as if it had encountered a sworn officer.

"Three drums are finished, why didn't you arrive according to the military order!"

"Prince Chuang, why don't you come out to have fun, did you guys have a few more drinks? You stayed early yesterday, so I didn't invite you, isn't it..."

"Enough! The army is traveling, drunk and lazy! Someone, drag this group of things down, and you will be punished fifty times! If you dare to commit another crime, you will be killed immediately!"

Following Li Zicheng's furious roar, He Bida and the others realized that they were playing for real, and quickly begged for mercy like a kowtowing insect. The crackling of sticks and the howling of being beaten.

Here, there are three more eighteen cavalry who fought out of Shangluo Mountain with Li Zicheng. In this scene, the leaders of the 36th Battalion of the Thieves were all concerned, and Gao Yigong couldn't help sighing again.

Autumn Hunting finally unfolded under this not-so-good atmosphere.

In fact, hunting is not a fun for the emperor, but also an important part of the ancient Chinese etiquette system. When there is no war, hunting can exercise the army's organization and cooperation ability, and it can also obtain precious meat to supplement food. In the "Book of Songs", There are so many descriptions of autumn hunting by emperors and nobles. In the history without Mao Jue, emperors such as Kangxi and Qianlong were also extremely happy with autumn hunting. The Mulan autumn hunting in the Qing Dynasty was not abolished until the Daoguang period.

It’s just that compared to the vast grasslands in the north, the galloping stallions are heroic, and the autumn hunting in the mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River is also a bit more petty. Wild rabbits, wild boars, and the like were driven down the hillside one after another. Down below, tens of thousands of intruders had already set up pocket arrays to trap the beasts that descended firmly in the array.

At this time, it was time for the nobles to show their performances. Many noble generals of the new generation of the Dashun Army rushed out excitedly, shooting bows and arrows at the beasts in the prison. Heads of livestock screamed and fell on the green grass. However, the older generation of the Shaanxi army lost more than half of their efforts. After all, some were beaten, and some went to visit their colleagues.

The He Bida who was beaten this time is a member of the He brothers' tribe. One of the two brothers who were inseparable on weekdays left. Dragon chair, under the fans of several court ladies, he turned out to be a little drowsy again.

Following closely beside him, Hao Yaoqi's eyes fluttered, a little expectant, but also a little anxious. At this juncture, the crowd below suddenly became commotion.

One pig and two tigers, wild boars are sometimes more terrifying than tigers, especially when they are injured, with several arrows hanging from their backs, a huge monster jumped out of the grass up to their waists, caught off guard, and an unresponsive rush The general and his horse were slammed into the air by the wild boar, followed closely by the wild boar, who didn't even care about the rows of spears. The giant monster with a weight of more than three meters and a ton didn't care at all. Its two sharp fangs arched fiercely along with the pig's nose. Amidst the screams, dozens of soldiers were bumped into twists and turns. , allowing the beast to escape from the encirclement.

Hao Yaoqi's heart was pounding, even such a big beast could be easily obtained, Lu Zhong's power is really extraordinary, and he was thrown in front of him in such a timely manner, I'm afraid it's not a clever word, I don't know How many people are also serving Mao Jue.

After being shocked for a moment, he finally played his role without hesitation.

"Pig King!"

"This beast is definitely the king of the mountain! When the old King Chuang was hunting in Shangluo, he once encountered one. Prince Chuang even held a bow and shot it himself, but it was a pity that he ran away!"

"I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Hao Yaoqi's loud voice finally woke up Li Zicheng. The old events finally aroused his ambition. When he stretched out his hand, he took the big bow held by the eunuch beside him.

"Ha! I missed you 11 years ago, and I will never meet you, a beast! It seems that God let us have a showdown! Lao Gao, you come to Luezhen and lead the horse!"

"His Majesty!"

Obviously showing a wave of worry, Gao Yigong stretched out his hand to persuade him, but Li Zicheng had already got on his horse, and looked at Hao Yaoqi, He Jin, and more than twenty elite knights from the old battalion of the Shun Army who were on the horse, Gao Yigong Had to swallow the words back.

This is the core area ruled by Dashun. It is not far from the main army. It is expected that there will be no accidents. Besides, there are old battalion knights protecting them. He has a gloomy face. He didn't say anything, and watched Li Zicheng rush out while shooting arrows and yelling. hunting grounds.

He didn't notice it at all, and he was next to Jiugong Peak in the hunting ground, and his eyes were also fixed on the back of Li Zicheng's bright yellow cloak through the binoculars.

Putting down the binoculars, Lu Zhong's cruel triangular eyes couldn't help but glow with excitement, his slender face was also piled up with shark-like wrinkles, and he also roared softly and hastily.

"The pig king is already galloping, according to the plan, dispatch!"

Following his roar, in the thick dense forest, dozens of Jinyiwei masters wearing green camouflage uniforms, who almost blended in with the environment, also ran wildly along the top of the mountain.

I don't know if this pig king is referring to the giant beast they released from the north, or the old and dignified king Chuang Lian.

However, it doesn't seem to matter anymore!

Chapter 7 and One. Chaos in the South of the Yangtze River

In the dark, it seems that there is really a destiny.

In history, when it comes to the death of Li Zicheng, people often think of the end of the hero, the end of the mountain, and only a few people left.

But in fact, when Li Zicheng died, he still had at least 15 to [-] troops in his hands, and he was the elite who stayed in Xiangyang. When he marched to Jiugong Mountain, he was also ambitious to go down the Yangtze River and try to capture Nanjing. Going to compete with the Manchus again, Zuo Liangyu dared not resist even his army was so strong that he gave up Huguang and went straight to Nanjing in the name of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

At this juncture, Li Zicheng led a dozen guards forward to investigate and was ambushed by a dozen landlords and old farmers for no reason, and died inexplicably.

Then the Dashun Army, which had run across the Ming Dynasty for eighteen years and almost captured the world at one point, collapsed because the dragons had no leader.The same is true for Zhang Xianzhong, who joined Li Zicheng. Zhang Xianzhong, who ruled Banchuan and had hundreds of thousands of troops at hand, walked out of the camp because he had nothing to do. Ying also died not long after.

Because of the sudden death of these two, the chance of the Han people's resistance was wiped out.

In this time and space, the incomparable luck of the Qing Dynasty has also turned into a cloud of history along with their Eight Banners cavalry, but the fate of King Chuang has not changed.

God knows why the grooms of the old camp’s horse guards were so “careless”. At this juncture, the war horses were eaten up, and after chasing the half-length of the wild boar king that weighed more than a ton, one after another the selected war horses began to eat. Foaming, legs go limp.

The pig king doesn't wait for you. The leaders of this era are not as easy to discuss when encountering things as the leaders of later generations, especially Li Zicheng who suffers from dragon disease and insists on going his own way. The backward guards don't even dare to shout. The subordinates became sparse while running.

After all, he was General Fengche, and Li Zicheng was obsessed with hunting. He Jin was already in a hurry when he saw this scene. Relying on the old brother Chuang Wang, he hurriedly ran two steps with his horse's belly in his arms, and raised his hand behind his back. Come.

"Prince Chuang, the mountains are high and the forest is dark, the guards can't keep up, let's not"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of a horse whimpering next to him, and suddenly, Hao Yaoqi's war horse, which was following him, also fell down. Caught off guard, He Jin also flew out.

He is honest, he has fought countless battles, big and small, and it is not uncommon for him to fall off his horse. He thumped up and down, and only had a few scratches, but he turned his head and looked at the two horses that were lying on the ground. , pointing at Hao Yaoqi, who was yelling at him immediately, and looking at the smoke and dust left by Li Zicheng and the others who had run away far away, He Jin slapped his thigh sadly.

"Hi!!!"

Without raising his head, Hao Yaoqi still looked like a reckless man, kicking and beating his mount and cursing endlessly, but He Jin, who was sweating profusely and looking around for the follow-up horse, didn't notice it at all. But his wrist was trembling unceasingly, and a trace of bloodshot cold light was faintly revealed in his left fist.

Once stabbed, this tall and strong animal, which has been with him for several years, immediately collapsed. The head of Lu Zhong's triangular-eyed cobra is poisonous enough!

But what is more poisonous than this is this interlocking plan. After scolding for a long time, seeing the big horse under his crotch spitting white foam and about to stop moving, Hao Yaoqi finally raised his head and looked at the place where Li Zicheng left. In the direction of the direction, a wave of guilt appeared on his rough face, but immediately, the guilt quickly turned into a thick and fierce one.

The Battle of Shanhaiguan had already allowed him to see Mao Jue's skills. After arriving in Xiangyang, Li Zicheng even delayed enjoying himself and had no intention of making progress. Dashun looked at Anle, but in his bones he was engraved with the decline that would sooner or later come to an end. There are thousands of eggs, Gao Yingxiang, the old Chuang Wang who was caught by the government, is very anxious, he doesn't want to go the old way of the old Chuang Wang.

Besides, he has been rampant in the world for so long, how could he just die like this?He wants to be rich! The descendants of Fuyin are amazingly rich! Since Prince Chuang, you not only can’t bring Lao Hao to conquer the world, but also block Lao Hao’s wealth, then I’m sorry!

With a fierce look in his eyes, He Jin, who was looking for a horse in a hurry, also ran out quickly.

On the other side, full of hunting excitement, Li Zicheng didn't know that he was approaching this well-prepared death trap step by step. Along the rugged mountain road of Jiugong Mountain, he plunged into it, and after leaving He Jin, he ran for another ten minutes. Duoli, with more than [-] arrows pierced into his body, the wild boar king transported thousands of miles from Changbai Mountain was nowhere to be seen. Surrounded by a strange valley surrounded by miasma, the old trees in the deep mountains all revealed a gloomy, Li Zicheng couldn't help but pulled the horse's rein suddenly, and finally stopped.