In a ravine in the distance, Wang Wannian, the chief soldier of Shanxi, put away his firecracker, poked his head out and said, "Headshot?" ”

Wang Tingchen, the chief soldier of Miyun beside him, nodded and said, "No, I didn't see blood spurting ......."

"What are you talking about, let's talk about it after you catch it!"

It was Hu Dawei, the chief soldier of Xuanfu, who spoke, who carried a big knife and waved his hand to the hundreds of people around him, and said, "Go and solve them!" ”

After the defeat of the 180,000 Ming army, Wang Wannian and Wang Tingchen ran all the way to Shanxi, and were driven out by the Shun army in Shanxi.

This time, the Shun army poured out of the nest to fight a decisive battle with the Ming army, and the two of them harassed behind and cut off the supply line of the Shun army.

In Shandong, Wang Wannian and Wang Tingchen happened to meet the long-disappeared Xuanfu general soldier Hu Dawei.

The three of them combined the remnants of the army into one place, specialized in some guerrilla fights, knocked out sticks, prepared to make some military merits to atone for their crimes, and went to Nanjing to defect to Emperor Tianwu, Liu Zeqing, who surrendered to the Shun army, naturally became the target of the three.

"Where is Benber?"

Liu Zeqing, who was lying on the ground, gradually woke up, only to feel a buzzing in his head, and the iron helmet on his head had already flown out several meters away.

"In your grandfather's hands!"

Wang Wannian smiled, blocked the fire gun on his head, and said: "You old boy's life is very hard, Lao Tzu is okay with your head?" ”

Seeing the hairy-faced man above, Liu Zeqing immediately got up and quickly glanced around, but saw that his guards were lying on the ground, and the soldiers around him were all wearing rotten mandarin duck jackets of the Ming Army.

He was shocked and said, "Why are you?" ”

Hu Dawei grabbed him by the hair, lifted him up, blocked him in front of him and asked, "You dog, you should run again!" ”

As he spoke, Hu Dawei picked up the big knife in his hand and prepared to give him three knives and six holes or something.

Wang Wannian hurriedly stopped: "Brother Tiger, you can't kill him, it's useful to keep him!" ”

Hu Dawei was puzzled: "What's the use of this waste thing?" ”

"People are also the soil emperor of this Dongchang Mansion, and he can use him to collect Dongchang Mansion without blood, what a great credit!"

After speaking, Wang Wannian walked behind Liu Zeqing and dragged the gun in his hand to the back of his head rudely, Liu Zeqing suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Wang Wannian said: "When it is used and then handed over to His Majesty for disposal, it can be regarded as waste reuse, double credit!" ”

"Or are you still thinking big!" Hu Dawei gave him a thumbs up, carried Liu Qingze and turned over his horse, and the group cheered and headed towards Dongchang City.

......

Baoding Mansion in the north is more than 1,000 miles away from Qufu in Shandong Province and more than 300 miles away from Beijing City.

The elite cavalry of the Longwu army continued to roar and run wildly, just like the king of Hades, for seven days and nights, chasing and killing Li Zicheng for more than a thousand miles.

Li Zicheng desperately fled in the direction of the Beijing Division, and all the old battalions ran without their lives, eager to reach Beijing as soon as possible and obtain the protection of the remaining Dashun army.

Along the way, Li Zicheng was horrified to find that no one welcomed him wherever he passed, from all over the country.

When they were under the banner of King Chuang, the people of all villages and villages came out to greet them with sticks and hoes.......

Li Zicheng was very abrupt, half a year ago, the Dashun army was still here to go north to Beijing, at that time there were welcome people along the way, they ate pot pulp, everyone sang the song of the king, why now, people's hearts have changed so much?

Thinking about the high spirits of the year, Li Zicheng really didn't expect that he would have such a day.

Passing by Hejian Mansion and Zhending Mansion, when the old camp was carrying the banner of the Dashun Army, a large group of villagers surrounded by guys in their hands, and bricks and tiles were thrown from afar, Li Zicheng and others did not dare to stay, so they could only cover their faces and continue to hug their heads and run away, desperately fleeing north.

Later, there were chasing soldiers, and there were people constantly intercepting and shouting along the way, and there were fewer and fewer people around Li Zicheng, but there were too many chasing soldiers, at least four or five thousand horsemen were biting them.

Every time he saw the cavalry of the Tianwu Army chasing after him from a distance, Li Zicheng's heart would swell with a burst of despair, according to this situation, I am afraid that after he arrives in Beijing, there will be only a few hundred old battalions left at most.

For the Heaven Shaking Tiger King Zhen, Li Zicheng couldn't believe it at all, he was actually a fine work of the Ming Court!

remembered that Wang Zhen vigorously encouraged himself to let the Dashun army fight together, and he kept praising him for being a talent in Dashun.

It's a great irony to think about it now, that dog is purely trying to serve the Dashun army, including himself, the Yongchang Emperor!

Li Zicheng's heart was very painful and full of despair for the future.

At this time, the old battalion in front of them all stopped.

Li Zicheng frowned and asked, "What's going on ahead?" ”

An old battalion general said: "King Chuang, explore the horse and report back, there is the Daqing River in front, the river is too wide to pass, and there are no ships within a few miles around." ”

"Look for it again!" Li Zicheng shouted.

At this time, he remembered the overlord of Western Chu who killed himself in Wujiang, would his ending be like Xiang Yu?

He shook his head, he has been on the battlefield for a long time in his life, he is resolute and strong, and he will never commit suicide if he dies in battle!

Suddenly, an old battalion soldier shouted: "King Chuang, the Ming army is chasing again!" Come on! ”

The old battalions immediately panicked, and they rode their horses in circles, and they didn't know where to run, and they all looked at Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng is not familiar with the people here, where does he know where to run, and he has no idea for a while, so he can only run west along the Daqing River, maybe he can run to Shaanxi......

However, Cao Bianjiao is quite familiar with the environment here, at the end of the eleventh year of Chongzhen, the Tianwu army went north to King Qin, and also fought a few big battles in the vicinity, eliminating many Tartars.

As soon as he waved his hand, all the units of the Longwu Army immediately divided their troops to surround Li Zicheng.

It didn't take long for the old battalion running around like a headless fly to finally be caught up by the Long Wu Army.

Looking at Li Zicheng, who was blocked by the river, and the old camp of less than a thousand people around him, Cao Bianjiao immediately ordered, charge, divide and kill!

Li Zicheng looked at Cao Bianjiao, knowing that money could not buy life from him, he roared and ordered a breakthrough.

Under the dying counterattack of the old battalion, the two sides launched a brutal fight, and the fight was very fierce.

The piercing sound of weapons clashing, less than half of the nearly 1,000 old battalions were besieged and killed, and Li Zicheng's body was also scarred.

In a cold light, Cao Bianjiao suddenly rushed towards Li Zicheng, with a spear like a dragon, stabbing him fiercely from the chest to his back.

Li Zicheng's moment turned pale, the corners of his mouth were surging with blood, he stared at Cao Bianjiao deadly, laughed miserably, and said, "I didn't expect that I would die at your hands in the end." ”

Cao Bianjiao looked at him coldly and said, "You, you should have died a long time ago!" ”

Li Zicheng's smile was stunned, and he said weakly: "I'm a little person, if I lose, I will lose....."

With the last of his strength, he pulled out the spear that pierced his chest, spat blood and fell back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground with a thud, blood flowing from his body, taking away his vitality.

Killing officials uprising, with the king Gao Yingxiang to fight in all directions, was more and more suppressed by the officers and soldiers, after several ups and downs out of the mountain to fight again, led hundreds of thousands of troops to fight in the Central Plains, and finally swept the world to establish Dashun!

Recalling his past, Li Zicheng slowly closed his eyes and left the last sentence before his death: "My life is worth ......"

As soon as Li Zicheng died, the old battalion, which was still desperately resisting, no longer had the heart to fight, so they threw down their weapons one after another, dismounted and knelt beside Li Zicheng's body, crying loudly.

Cao Bianjiao looked at his body, there was no joy on his face, but sighed.

The scourge of thieves has existed in all dynasties, but Li Chuang has been in chaos for more than ten years, which is really ancient!

(End of chapter)