The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Everyone went up to the city wall, looked around, and gasped in unison.

It turned out that from a condescending view, Fengyang, the central capital, has been surrounded by Li Zicheng's nearly one million troops.

Although Li Zicheng loves to brag and pretend to be aggressive, but this time his million-dollar army really doesn't have much water!

At the foot of Fengyang City, there are hundreds of miles of battalions, forests of flags, rain of warriors, neighing of men and horses, and the scene of besieging the city with a murderous aura everywhere.

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When Fengyang City was built, Zhu Yuanzhang designed it according to the scale of the capital. It was magnificent. After renovations by several generations of emperors in Daming, the scale is not inferior to the two capitals of Beijing and Nanjing. The city walls are hundreds of miles long!

But even so, in front of a peasant army of millions of ants in the tide, Fengyang City was still under siege without a single gap.

Yan Song didn't panic.

Kou Baimen glanced at it, and the gap he had broken through before was still filled in by the peasant army.Now Fengyang City has really become a dead city, and it is difficult for anyone to fly.

She looked back and found that the lieutenant generals were all pale and their legs were trembling.

Kou Baimen: "..."

Not only the lieutenant general, but even the soldiers on patrol on the city wall were downcast and looked like they were in imminent disaster.

As far as this morale is concerned, I am afraid that the peasant army will be able to break through Fengyang with a single charge.

Looking at the enemy's strength, our army's strength and the city's crisis, Kou Baimen was worried, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his slender hands were tightly clenched on the city wall.

How to do?How to do?

She turned her head to look at Fengyang City again.

After Fengyang was upgraded to the central capital, the urban population expanded significantly, and now it has reached a city with a population of one million.

Looking around, there are millions of people in this city with their doors closed. It can be seen that the fear of Li Zicheng and the peasant army has reached the extreme.

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Chapter 1922 Another bet?You have too many tricks! 【3】

The attitude towards Li Zicheng is actually completely different between the citizens and farmers of the Ming Dynasty.

The poorer they are, the more they welcome Li Zicheng, the more middle-class they are, the more they are afraid of Li Zicheng.

Because Li Zicheng does not rob the poor, does not burn, kill and loot.

This is not how noble Li Zicheng is bragging about, the only reason is - poor people don't have hair, and they can't grab things at all...

But these locust-like peasant army are not friendly to the residents in the city.

Once they break through the city, they are like inhumane devils, burning, killing, looting and massacring the city.

Kou Baimen thought of the tragedy of the residents of Luoyang after the fall of Luoyang, and felt the heavy burden on his shoulders even more.

The wealth and lives of millions of people in Fengyang are all on my shoulders. What a heavy responsibility is this?

The eyes of the heroine "[-]" were full of sorrow.

A few days ago, I was just an oiran on the Qinhuai River. I was only worried about state affairs. Thousands of soldiers.

She was worrying, her eyes inadvertently saw Yan Song, and she immediately twisted her nose in anger.

It turned out that Yan Song, who was standing next to her, was already enjoying himself. At some point, he took out a pipe and smoked it comfortably.

This guy's expression is not nervous at all! ! !

"You!" Kou Baimen was irritated by Yan Song's indifferent expression again, the heroine's full chest rose and fell rapidly, and she suppressed the anger and said: "Why are you not afraid at all, are you not worried?"

Yan Song exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and said calmly: "There is no need to worry."

"I, Fengyang, are already in danger!" Kou Baimen hated that iron cannot be turned into steel, pointing to the rebellious army camp hundreds of miles below the city, wishing to beat the elm bumpy head to death with his powder fist: "Maybe I will be killed tonight!" Break through. How can you be so hard-hearted?"

Yan Song said leisurely: "Whether Li Zicheng comes to attack tonight is his business."

He pointed at Kou Baimen: "Whether you can hold it tonight is your business."

He pointed to himself: "I am worried or not, that is my business."

Kou Baimen: "..."

Finally, Yan Song chuckled, and smoked his pipe again: "So, the most important thing is mentality, Buddhism, Buddhism, it doesn't matter..."

The heroine Kou Baimen was almost blown out of her lungs by this Buddhist guy.

What is Buddhism, it doesn't matter if you can do it?

Kou Baimen was molested by Yan Song, his mentality collapsed, and he shouted angrily: "It doesn't matter if you can do anything, I will give you a Dao system: go to hell and get out of your paralysis!"

Seeing that the heroine was swearing out of his anger, Yan Song became more interested in her.

This Kou Baimen's fiery temper and even hotter figure really appeal to Yan Song.Who would have thought that among the eight beauties of the Qinhuai River, besides gentleness like water, there is also this type of top-quality beauties?

"Hehe, don't be angry..." Yan Song patted Kou Baimen's fragrant shoulder with a grin, blinked and said: "This pavilion, uh, people dare to assure you that this Li Zicheng will never attack the city in the near future. I am Fengyang City For at least a few days, the city defenses can be reinforced."

"Huh?" Kou Baimen stared at Yan Song with suspicion on his face, as if he didn't know this guy who looked like Yan Song, but he couldn't be, somehow.

After a long while, Kou Baimen suddenly chuckled and mocked: "Li Zicheng doesn't know how to attack the city? How do you know? Li Zicheng came all the way from Henan to capture Fengyang. Could it be that this million-strong army came to Fengyang for a day trip? "

The subordinates also indulged in ridicule: "That's right!"