On the first day of March in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the Dashun army that hesitated in Ningwu Pass finally broke through Ningwu, and that night the general soldier of Datong Jiang inlay surrendered to the enemy, and Wang Chengyin, the chief soldier of Xuanfu, handed over the table, and on the third day of March, he Keju Yongguan and Changping, and the eighth army of March went to Yanghe.

Emergency documents from all over the country poured into Beijing like snowflakes, Chongzhen was only in his thirties, but his temples were already white, he couldn't sleep every day these days, and his mind was full of the appearance of thieves entering the capital.

"Come on, come on!" There was no light in the dark Qianqing Palace, and Chongzhen, who was full of hair, leaned weakly on the dragon bed and shouted loudly, but no one answered for a long time, and the struggling Chongzhen wanted to stand up, but collapsed directly to the ground.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and Wang Chengen took his disciples and grandchildren to push into the Qianqing Palace to light the lights, and when he saw Chongzhen who collapsed to the ground, Wang Chengen was so frightened that he hurried to help.

Four or five eunuchs helped Chongzhen to lie on the bed, and Wang Chengen couldn't help but shed tears when he looked at Chongzhen's pitiful appearance.

Since the news of the Dashun army's breakthrough of Datong and Xuanfu came, the entire palace has become a pot of porridge. The originally bustling and lively Forbidden City became extremely deserted for a while, and everyone in the palace was making their own little calculations.

"Come, the emperor drink some water!" After holding water since the young eunuch, Wang Chengen carefully helped Chongzhen to drink it.

"Cheng'en, Cheng'en!" Chongzhen, who had not yet laid, shouted weakly.

"The old slave is here! the old slave is here!" Wang Chengen hurriedly replied.

"Your Majesty, this Li thief has arrived in Changping! It's not far from Jingshi!" Wang Chengen certainly understood what the emperor was going to ask, and hurriedly said.

After listening to Wang Chengen's words, Chongzhen's already pale face added a little sadness.

"Your Majesty, the good news is that Cao Wenzhao and Tang Tong's soldiers and horses have arrived in Beijing City, and they are now stationed on the city tower!" Seeing the emperor's face, Wang Chengen hurriedly comforted.

"How many people!" Chongzhen's face flashed with a glimmer of light.

"Six, sixty thousand!" Wang Chengen stretched out his finger and gestured.

"Too little, too little!" The eyes that had just glittered suddenly became dim again.

Looking at the young emperor, Wang Chengen's heart was dripping blood, he was so young but already full of gray hair.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Chengen suddenly knelt down, and the disciples and grandchildren behind him hurriedly knelt down when they saw it.

"The old slave doesn't care about any encroachment today, the old slave implores the emperor to cross south immediately!"

"Your Majesty, we still have a chance to breathe in the south, and with the Yangtze River, my Ming Dynasty can protect at least half of the country! The minister implores the emperor to plan for the world and the Ming Dynasty, and move south immediately!" After speaking, Wang Chengen kowtowed vigorously.

"Alas!" Chongzhen let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and shook his head gently, of course he understood that what Wang Chengen said was reasonable, but as the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he fled without a fight, abandoned his ancestral temple and ignored it, and trapped his master in Beijing.

"Don't say it again, I have made up my mind, I want to live and die with Jingshi!" Chongzhen made up his mind.

"Cheng'en, you have served me all your life, and I have nothing to reward you, you should run for your life in this crisis!" For Wang Chengen, Chongzhen is also very complicated, and he is also very grateful to this minion.

"No, no, the old slave won't go!" Wang Chengen knelt and crawled to Chongzhen's bedside, pulled the corner of Chongzhen's clothes and cried bitterly, "The old slave only wants to be by the emperor's side, and the old slave is willing to defend the emperor to the death!"

"The minions are also willing to defend the emperor to the death!" The little eunuchs behind Wang Chengen also pledged their allegiance.

"Since the emperor is unwilling to cross to the south, it is better to hurry up and send the edict of the king and recruit soldiers and horses from all over the world to help!" Wang Chengen saw that there was no hope of crossing to the south, so he had to ask the emperor to issue an edict from the king of Qin, and Wang Chengen was too clear about the defense force of the Beijing Division.

Lost the border soldiers of Datong and Xuanfu towns, the Beijing division has no troops to help in the west, and now in addition to the Beijing camp in the city, the imperial city guards are the imperial city patrol camp and the inner court guards and eunuchs, etc., although these people add up to 100,000 people, but how can the 100,000 people who have never fought in a war be those battle-hardened rebel opponents.

At present, the strongest combat effectiveness in the Beijing division may be the Guan Ning army under Cao Wenzhao and the border soldiers under Tang Tong, but these two forces are still too weak, and the Beijing division is in urgent need of reinforcements.

"The emperor can't be indecisive! Without reinforcements, the Beijing division will definitely be broken! When the time comes, the emperor will endanger the Ming Dynasty, and the world will be in danger!" Seeing that Chongzhen was still hesitant, Wang Chengen hurriedly kowtowed and asked again.

"Spread my will!" Chongzhen seemed to make another difficult decision, "Order the soldiers and horses of the world to immediately raise the army and Qin Wang, and at the same time order Wang Feng to immediately abandon the city and enter the customs to rescue!"

"The slave obeys the order, and the slave will do it immediately!" Wang Chengen's face finally showed a hint of joy, and he quickly got up and ran out.

Chongzhen finally showed the decisiveness that a ruler should have, but his decision came too late and too late.

On March 17, the 17th year of Chongzhen, Dashun Li Zicheng's troops finally appeared under the city of Beijing, and the three battalions of the Ming army outside the city were defeated in a battle, and the Dashun army captured a large number of artillery and other siege firearms.

Looking at the majestic Beijing City, Li Zicheng didn't sigh, there is no city in this Beijing city that can be compared to it, and now this city is like a beautiful woman who has been stripped naked in front of Li Zicheng, just waiting for him to enjoy.

"Big brother, let's attack the city!" Liu Zongmin was the first to ask Zhandao.

"That's right, big brother ordered the siege of the city!" Li Guo, Liu Fangliang, Gao Yigong and others asked for battle, for them, the generals, they couldn't wait to attack Beijing City.

"King Chuang, the last general thinks that it is better to send someone to persuade him to surrender first, firstly, he can win the surrender of the defenders in the city, and secondly, it is better for our army to rest first!" Li Yan, who had just been named General Quan by Li Zicheng, said forward.

Chen Niu Jinxing also agreed with Lord Li's opinion. ”

"Well, just do as you say!" Seeing that his two major advisers unexpectedly proposed to surrender, Li Zicheng had no choice but to agree.

"However, before talking, it's best to fight for a while, so that those corrupt officials and corrupt officials in Daming can see the prestige of our Dashun!" Of course, Li Zicheng couldn't directly oppose those brothers under him, so he simply came to a compromise.

Beijing City, from the first moment the Dashun army appeared under the city, the Beijing division was in a panic, and now the person in charge of the city defense of the entire Beijing division is the commander of the Beijing camp, Xiangcheng Bo Li Guojiao, and now he is also panicking.

Although he wore the hat of a Beijing commander, this Xiangcheng Bo really had never been on the battlefield, and in the face of hundreds of thousands of troops outside the city, he deeply understood in his heart that this Beijing city would not be able to hold it.