"Huh? This Zhu Yuanzhang's foundation is similar to ours."

Li Zicheng became even more excited: "That's right, before Zhu Yuanzhang rebelled, he was a stinky monk, and I, Li Zicheng, was a civil servant. I am better than him! Now that the rebellion has been going on for more than a year, it is even more turbulent, with millions of soldiers, more powerful than Zhu Yuanzhang back then." Awesome. Beyond Zhu Yuanzhang, it must be me."

Li Zicheng suddenly discovered that he had a lot in common with Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and immediately began to make comparisons to prove that he was more hopeful than Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang can create a dynasty, why can't I?

Unexpectedly, Li Zicheng was pretending to be aggressive and everyone was flattering him, but Niu Jinxing shook his head endlessly.

"Wrong! In my opinion, King Chuang may not be as good as Zhu Yuanzhang!"

Li Zicheng was depressed.

Paralyzed, isn't this slap in the face very hurtful?

Niu Jinxing pointed at the map, and said with a smile, "Look, does this Ming map look like a crouching dragon?"

When everyone saw it, they all said, "Like!"

"Where is the dragon's heart?"

Niu Jinxing smiled slightly.

Everyone watched for a long time...

Li Zicheng suddenly became enlightened. He pointed at Fengyang, Anhui, the hometown of Zhu Yuanzhang, the land of dragon veins in the Ming Dynasty, Fengyang Mansion in the central capital, and shouted: "This is it!"

"Sure enough, it's King Chuang!" Niu Jinxing immediately flattered him with a resounding blow, and slapped him up: "The eyes of a hero are extraordinary."

"This Fengyang is where the dragon veins of the Ming Dynasty are located!"

Niu Jinxing shook his head and said: "Fengyang, also known as Haozhou, is not only Zhu Yuanzhang's hometown, but also the place where Zhu Yuanzhang first made his fortune. The ancestral grave of the old Zhu family is here, and Zhu Yuanzhang also became a monk at Huangjue Temple here. It took only ten years to wipe out the Yuan Dynasty and establish the Ming Dynasty. In the seventh year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang officially promoted Fengyang to be the central capital of the Ming Dynasty! Its regulations are similar to those of Yingtianfu Nanjing ,exactly the same!"

"Later, Fengyang, the central capital, was continuously elevated by successive emperors of the Ming Dynasty, and magnificent royal family ancestral tombs, as well as Huangjue Temple, etc. were built. Fengyang was also used as the central capital, along with Shuntianfu Beijing and Yingtianfu Nanjing, It is listed as the three capitals of the Ming Dynasty!"

Niu Jinxing pointed to the location of Fengyang on the Fengshui map, and said with a sinister smile, "I deduce that this Fengyang is where the dragon veins of the Ming Dynasty are located! As long as we capture Fengyang, dig up the ancestral graves of Ming Dynasty ancestors, and burn Zhu Yuanzhang to become a monk." The Huangjue Temple can completely defeat the lifeblood of the Ming Dynasty. In a few years, Daming will be subjugated by my Dashun Kingdom! Wahaha!"

After hearing Niu Jinxing's words, Li Zicheng was not calm anymore.

There was a gleam of greed in his eyes.

"Dig the grave of the Ming ancestor and burn the Huangjue Temple?"

Li Zicheng burst out laughing suddenly, and patted Niu Jinxing on the shoulder: "Well said! Well said! This great Ming can prosper because of the smoke from the ancestral tomb. If King Chuang knocks down the ancestral tomb of his old Zhu's family, If everything has been dug up, is there still Ming's national destiny? Who in the world doesn't know the prestige of me, Li Zicheng? Old man Jiajing, it's even more embarrassing. Hahahaha!"

"It's just..." Gao Guiying, the wife of Chuangwang Li Zicheng, was a little rational, and pondered: "Yan Song has always been scheming, and Fengyang, the capital of this city, is also one of the three major capitals of Ming Dynasty. Could this be a trap?"

Niu Jinxing chuckled, and offered advice: "Ms. Chuangwang is worrying too much! I heard that at this time in Beijing, the Ming court was fighting and Yan Song was criticized by the officials, and he was dying of illness. It is said that even the coffin was bought. Now, this is my spy, who saw it with his own eyes. Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty is in a state of desperation, and even his hair has turned white."

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When Li Zicheng heard that Yan Song was about to die of illness, Jiajing's hair was all gray with worry, and he was even more proud, laughing: "So, this king's reputation is so great that the emperor's heart is broken, and Yan Song's heart is broken. The treacherous minister is dying of illness? Hehe, who am I afraid of? The world is so big, who can stop me from becoming king?"

The more he thought about it, the more complacent he became, he slapped Niu Jinxing suddenly, and shouted: "A military strategist's strategy is extremely clever. I will concentrate my troops and attack Fengyang, Anhui from Henan, capture the central capital of the Ming Dynasty, burn the ancestral grave of the Ming Dynasty, and cut off the dragon's veins of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." !"

.........

Chuang Wang's 12 big force kings all screamed.

"Yes! I dug the ancestral grave and broke the dragon vein!"

"Conquer Zhongdu and overthrow Daming!"

"Now, let's see who can stop me from the 66 countries!"

"Da Shun, Da Shun, 666!"

This group of bandits will do what they say.

Under Li Zicheng's order, he personally led the army with Li Zi as the central army, Liu Zongmin as the vanguard, Niu Jinxing as the military adviser, and his father-in-law Gao Yingxiang as the rear army, and sent 50 elite troops to attack Fengyang Zhongdu.

……

At this time, in the northeast.

The capital of the rear army, Liaoyang.

Nurhachi is discussing with Huang Taiji, Hong Chengchou and others how to attack Daming.

"Huang Ama, the spies are here to report." Huang Taiji said happily: "There is a turmoil in the Ming Dynasty. The first assistant Yan Song is now attacked by the officials. He fell ill from overwork and fell ill at home. Even the coffin was transported in. It seems that his life is not long. .”

Nurhachi was overjoyed when he heard this, and almost danced.

He suffered a lot from Yan Song last time.

Yan Song dispatched the Ming Navy to fire salvos of heavy artillery, teaching the uneducated barbarians a lesson and letting them know who is the boss in this world.

Yan Song fired a volley, killing more than 5000 wild boar skin Eight Banners children.

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Chapter 1892 Hair loss, the grief of a man [3]

The last time Daming caused casualties to the Manchu army, Nurhachi was beaten to shame, and was so angry that he couldn't eat for a few days.

They also used the green hat tactics to seize the wild boar skin in Liaoyang City, and beat them soberly—only then did they know that Da Ming's father was his father after all.If Yan Song is offended, the consequences will be serious.

Therefore, in the past few months, the post-golden wild boarskins are also immersed in thinking about how to crack the navy and firearms that Ming Dynasty has dominated.

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