There has never been such a war on the land of the Ming Dynasty, it is simply an endless killing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The officers and men of the Nanda Battalion carried out He Wenlong's order not to take prisoners well, and the battle continued uninterrupted for four days, until the allied forces of the Four Nations and Xiang Yongquan were killed at dusk on the fourth day, including the commander of the allied forces, Spit.

The Ming soldiers who were not afraid of death used their bravery and bayonets in their hands to make this group of foreign devils understand a truth before they died: the people of the Ming Dynasty, and only the people of the Ming Dynasty are the real masters of this land.

As soon as the war ended, he didn't even have time to clean the battlefield, and Li Zicheng, who was tired, led his troops to pile up the weapons in his hands outside the city gate, and knelt down with his bare hands in front of He Wenlong, who went out of the city to greet him.

"General, in the past, Li Zicheng's hands were stained with the blood of his compatriots, so I won't be blind. Now my hands are more of the blood of foreign devils, and I die without regrets!

When he came out to rebel, he just had a bite to eat, but now although the natural disasters are still there, the officials in Shaanxi and Gansu are Qingming, and the Holy Son of Heaven issued a good policy of Ze being born by the people, and Li is even more dead without regrets!

The law does not blame the public, my group of living brothers were desperate peasants, and now they have abandoned the darkness and turned to the light and asked the adults to let them live. In the past, all the blame was borne by Li, Lord He, you can punish me! ”

Song Xiance was ready to die generously before he came, and knelt in front of He Wenlong with his knees as his feet, and "dangdang" was three rings.

"Lord He, we are all old acquaintances, and I am Song Xiance!"

"Count me in!"

"Count me in!"

…………

From near and far, Song Xiance exploded behind him, kneeling on the ground in the sea of people, begging for death one after another.

He Wenlong raised his head to the sky and roared, pushed away the guards in front of him, and quickly stepped forward and bent down to help Li Zicheng and Song Xiance up.

Sincerely raised Li Zicheng's hand high, and shouted at the peasant army who knelt on the ground: "Everyone, please get up quickly, today's battle can be regarded as a meritorious service." If it weren't for your righteous rescue, if this southern camp was lost, we would really become sinners for the ages.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, as long as you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you are heroes!

It's not a glorious thing, you see you're still fighting to die. He Wenlong pledged to you with his life today, and I will do my best to save everyone's lives. He will write a letter to my family, Guan Shanyueguan, and ask him to report to the court and pardon everyone! ”

Li Zicheng looked around, and as far as his eyes could see, there was not a single brother in the past who was not covered in blood, and he could hardly find a living person who was not injured, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

The equipment of the peasant army was the worst among the warring parties, using rough blades, and defensive devices such as cotton armor were simply an unattainable luxury, and even the cotton armor of their leader Li Zicheng was pulled from the official army.

The Four-Nation Coalition Army and the village warriors were not stupid at all, even the foreign devils knew how to pick soft persimmons, so the peasant army withstood most of the fire of the enemy who broke through.

This group of people with simple feelings of family and country, with their own flesh and blood to block the enemy's desperate fight, they are like an insurmountable moat between heaven and earth, with the life for life for the Ming army in front of the time to win time.

After the whole battle, only more than 20,000 peasant troops could still stand in this world. At this time, only "miserable victory" can describe Li Zicheng's current mood.

He opened his mouth and choked up: "The scholar dies for his confidant, Lord He, you are standing behind the imperial court, you can be recognized by the adult, I believe that the brothers have knowledge under the spring, and they will die without regrets." ”

Song Xiance's eyebrows tightened, he leaned in front of He Wenlong, and for the lives of more than 20,000 brothers behind him, he stepped forward without hesitation and asked: "Lord He's identity is naturally true to his words, and our more than 100,000 brothers agreed to sacrifice their lives to save each other because of the benevolence and righteousness of Lord Guan Shan Yueguan."

His old man took in hundreds of thousands of orphans from Shaanxi and Gansu, and there were the sons and daughters of the brothers here, who were repaid by the grace of a drop of water, and as fathers, they came to repay the kindness.

Song had long put life and death aside and went to stay and listen to the respect. It's just that I just heard Lord Cai say that he wants to repair a letter to Lord Yu Guan, so that he can come forward to intercede with the Holy God and pardon my more than 20,000 brothers. This matter is very important, Song dared to ask, I don't know how sure the adults are? ”

He Wenlong bit his lower lip, held the sword in his left hand and clenched his fist in his right hand, paced back and forth for a few steps, and said categorically: "If everyone accepts the reorganization, He Mou dares to pack a ticket, and Lord Guan can be eighty percent sure that he will ask the saint to send down the grace." ”

Li Zicheng let out a hearty laugh when he heard this, stroked his palms and smiled: "When the grass fell into the grass, it was also a last resort. can be loyal to the country, and it is not in vain to waste this good skin given by God. It's just that if you can really save the lives of more than 20,000 brothers of Li, you can also ask Lord He to give them a freedom to stay. ”

He Wenlong nodded, looked up at the crows hovering in the sky in the distance, and said loudly: "That's natural, He can give you some grain and grass for the brothers, and the military doctors in the Nanda camp will also provide treatment to the injured brothers." The general may enter the city with me, but before the decree is in the future, he will have to resign the brothers to camp outside the city. ”

Li Zicheng felt that there was nothing wrong with it, they still had to bear the reputation of being thieves for a while before the holy decree of pardon came down, and he sighed and said, "It's okay! It's just that this back and forth may take a lot of time, can you inform Li, how long will it take? ”

He Wenlong patted his head and said with a smile: "It's all to blame for the negligence of the official, Lord Guan is now on the Goryeo Peninsula, and I will send a speedboat to report it, and the saint is also in Liaodong." At this time, it is estimated that there is no longer the existence of Houjin, presumably Master Guan has already completed the meeting with the saint, and it will not take much time. One back and forth, five more days, is enough. ”

Song Xiance knew that He Wenlong let Li Zicheng enter the city as a hostage, but he didn't say anything. Since life and death have long been put aside, why bother to make extraneous branches. If they can really save the lives of more than 20,000 brothers in their bodies, so that they can regain the days of food and energy and cultivate their fields, let alone being hostages, even if they die immediately, it is also a merit.

He respectfully bowed to He Wenlong, and said without being arrogant or humble: "Then it's annoying to the adults, the sinners just took advantage of this time to sort out and sort out the roster, and when the time comes, those brothers are willing to leave and stay, and the adults will know when they read it." ”

He Wenlong is a cheerful person, and after taking Song Xiance's hand and saying some words of gratitude, he ordered the quartermaster to allocate a batch of grain for the military consumption of more than 20,000 peasants.

When the people of Dengzhou City heard that the official army had won a great victory and annihilated the enemy army, they were happy to come to reward the officers and soldiers of the Nanda Battalion overnight. When they learned that the victory in this battle was won by the former "thieves" who sacrificed more than 80,000 people, they burst into tears and could not hide their grief.

The unfed peasant army slept in their clothes after receiving the food, and when they woke up the next day, they found that the distant city of Dengzhou had turned into a sea of white, just like a heavy snowfall last night.

Sharp-eyed people, ran to a closer look only to find that it was a white flag, the people in Dengzhou City hung up the white flags every house, I don't know why they ran to the city to ask only to know that the people were calling for the souls of those peasant soldiers who died in battle.

In the past, they were street rats that everyone shouted and beaten, and they had won such an honor, and more than 20,000 men from the Northwest were moved to cry like an innocent child.

They wiped away their tears and returned the favor, and joined the ranks of cleaning and cleaning up the battlefield without anyone to greet them, helping the officers and men of the Nanda Battalion to clean up the battlefield. They have never felt that they have ever been so powerful, and they want to repay the people in Dengzhou City.

As for the corpses of the enemy, He Wenlong dug thousands of pits in accordance with the rules set by Guan Shanyue, in order to avoid the outbreak of the epidemic, and all of them were cremated. Sprinkled their ashes with lime powder and hastily buried them in the soil, which can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness, but He Wenlong did not leave them graves, and they deserved it if they didn't even have a name or surname when they died.

The war in Liaodong was indeed as predicted by He Wenlongka, and there was no war in Liaodong at this time. It's just that when Guan Shanyue wanted to kill more than 100,000 wild boar skins and hundreds of thousands of Goryeo sticks in Shenyang City according to his previous oath, Yang Sichang, the virgin, lost no time in jumping out.

A few days ago, this thing failed to obstruct Emperor Chongzhen's pardon of the peasant army, and today he actually made a long speech in front of all the generals like Tuoxi, saying that God has the virtue of a good life, and he will not let Guan Shanyue kill them.

Yang Sichang thought that he had touched the pulse of Emperor Chongzhen this time, relying on his old qualifications, and after seeing that Guan Shanyue didn't urinate on him at all, he actually pulled Guan Shanyue to the front of Emperor Chongzhen, who was resting in Shenyang City.

Emperor Chongzhen was originally having a "friendly" exchange with Huang Taiji, the head of the Houjin regime who had tormented the Ming Dynasty for decades, and listened to Yang Sichang, who was mourning and examining the approval outside the door, let out a heart-rending cry, his heart was full of anger, and he couldn't help shouting: "Wang Chengen, Xuan Yang Sichang is here, if he can't say why today, I will definitely cut him with a thousand knives!" ”