In the dark, it seems that there really is a destiny.

In history, when it comes to the death of Li Zicheng, people often think of the end of the hero, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there are only a few people left.

But in fact, when Li Zicheng died, he still had at least 12 to 150,000 troops in his hands, and it was the elite he left in Xiangyang, and when he marched to Jiugong Mountain, he was also ambitious to go down the Yangtze River, trying to seize Nanjing, to compete with the Manchu Qing again, and even his army was so strong that Zuo Liangyu did not dare to resist, and in the name of the Qing monarch, he also gave up Huguang and went straight to Nanjing.

At this juncture, Li Zicheng led more than a dozen guards forward to reconnoitre, and was inexplicably ambushed by more than a dozen landlords and old peasants, and died inexplicably.

Then after 18 years of the Ming Dynasty, the Dashun army, which once almost captured the world, collapsed because the dragons were leaderless. The same is true of Zhang Xianzhong, who started with Li Zicheng, who was in charge of Banchuan and had hundreds of thousands of troops at hand, so he went out of the camp because he was idle and had nothing to do, and was shot in the neck by an arrow from the Han Eight Banners of the Qing army on the opposite side, and it didn't take long to die when he returned to the camp.

Because of the deaths of these two, the glimmer of life of the Han people's resistance came to naught.

In this time and space, the incomparable luck of the Qing Dynasty has also turned into a cloud of history along with their Eight Banners Iron Horse, but the fate of King Chuang has not changed.

God knows how the horsemen of the old camp of the imperial horse supervisor were so "careless", this juncture made the war horse eat bad stomachs, chasing the wild boar king who was almost a ton in half of the waist, and the selected war horses began to foam at the mouth, and their legs softened.

The pig king doesn't wait for you, the leaders of this era are not as good as the leaders of later generations to discuss, especially Li Zicheng, who suffers from dragon disease and insists on going his own way, the backward guards don't even dare to shout, and unconsciously, the servants around Li Zicheng have become sparse in the run.

After all, he is the general of Fengche, Li Zicheng is obsessed with hunting, He Jin is already anxious when he looks at this scene, relying on the old brother of King Chuang, he is in a hurry to run two steps with the horse's belly, and raised his hand behind his back.

"Chuang Wangye, the mountains are high and the forests are dark, the guards can't keep up, let's not ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of horses chirping beside him, and after a while, Hao Shaoqi's war horse, which was followed by him, also fell, so that he could not die, and he was just in front of him, and he was accelerating, and he was caught off guard, and He Jin also flew out.

He is solid, I don't know how many big and small battles have been fought, and it is common to fall off the horse, fluttering up and fluttering down the ashes, and there are only a few abrasions, but looking back at the two horses that are wilting on the ground, pointing at Hao Shaoqi, who scolded his horse, and then looking at the smoke and dust left by Li Zicheng who has run out and left far away, He Jin is thigh is sad to slap.

"Hey!!"

didn't raise his head, Hao Shaoqi still looked like a reckless man, kicking and beating his mount non-stop, scolding and scolding, but He Jin, who was sweating profusely and looking around for the follow-up war horse, didn't notice it, but his wrist was trembling incessantly, and a bloodshot cold glow was faintly revealed in his left fist.

This thorn went down, this tall and strong hoof, and the animal that had been with him for several years was paralyzed in an instant, this Lu Zhong's triangular eyes cobra head, the thing he shot was poisonous enough!

What is even more poisonous than this is this interlocking plan, scolding for a long time, seeing that the horse under his crotch is foaming at the mouth and is about to move, Hao Shaoqi finally raised his head and looked at the direction of Li Zicheng's departure, a wave of guilt appeared on his rough face, but in an instant, this guilt quickly turned into a rich fierceness.

The battle of Shanhaiguan has made him see Mao Jue's wrist, after arriving in Xiangyang, Li Zicheng is even more delayed pleasure, unintentional to forge ahead, this Dashun looks at An Le, but his bones are engraved with the decline that will end sooner or later, there are thousands of eggs under the nest, and Gao Yingxiang, the old king who was caught by the government with thousands of knives, he is in a hurry, he doesn't want to take the old road of the old king.

Besides, how can he just die after being rampant in the world for so long? He wants to be rich! The amazing wealth of the descendants of Fuyin! Since you not only can't take Lao Hao to fight the world, but also block Lao Hao's wealth, then I'm sorry!

His eyes flashed fiercely, and He Jin, who was in a hurry to find the horse, also ran out quickly.

On the other end, full of hunting excitement, Li Zicheng still didn't know that he was approaching this carefully prepared death trap step by step, along the rugged mountain road of Jiugong Mountain, he rushed into it, and after leaving He Jin, he ran wildly for more than ten miles, with more than 20 arrows pierced on his body, but the wild boar king who had traveled thousands of miles from Changbai Mountain was no longer visible, surrounded by a strange valley, full of miasma, deep mountains and ancient trees, all revealing a gloomy, Li Zicheng couldn't help but pull the reins of the horse suddenly, and finally stopped.

Seeing that King Chuang finally stopped, followed by the guards of the old battalion who were already out of breath and pulled away one hundred and eighty meters, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to hug Li Zicheng again with their horses, but this short hundred meters has become a chasm that can never be reached, in the grass, the earth bow squeaked tightly, and there was a bow sound, and Li Zicheng, who was still looking around, didn't snort, and directly turned over and fell off the horse, followed closely, A few local tyrants who were driven to Jiugong Mountain to protect themselves and the peasants under their hands rushed out with a hoe and hunting knife, and hit Li Chuang, who was still twitching, on his head and face.

In the creaking sound, it was like cutting a pig's head in the countryside, and a golden hairpin was still worn, and a one-eyed head full of anger and ferocity was held high by a peasant.

"Owner, the thief's head has been chopped off!"

A few screams of grief and anger sounded on the narrow mountain road, and the scream was terrible: "King Chuang's !!"

On the top of the mountain, Lu Zhong slapped the blackened monoculars outside and threw them back into the pocket tied around his waist.

"Finished! Call it a day!"

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One of the four major regimes in the world, spanning the world for decades, once defeated the Beijing Division, and almost sat on the Dragon Court, the Dashun Emperor Li Zicheng, died in the hands of a few old farmers and earthmen in such an unknown way?

A few remnant blood guards also went up to send their heads, caring about the chaos, just ran in and was directly hooked off by the old farmer's hoe, crackling and killed, only a clever point turned his head and ran, went back to pull the rescuers, and when He Jin arrived with a large number of old cavalry, there were a few corpses without heads left in the same place, and even the armor and dragon robe on the body were pulled clean and thrown there naked.

He Jin could only rely on the old wounds on his body to barely recognize Li Zicheng, looking at the headless corpse that had hardened, he collapsed and fell to his knees, crying loudly.

The news was blocked at that time, and it was too late to enter the mountains to retaliate, with Li Zicheng's corpse, the army that had just been hunting for a day turned around and rushed back to Xiangjing, but compared to the professional troops of the Dongjiang River, the feudal army composed of these displaced people and new nobles was obviously not very disciplined, and the sudden withdrawal of the army suddenly made rumors spread everywhere, and everyone went crazy that King Chuang suddenly got sick, and his life was not long, and the entire Dashun army was panicked for a while.

After returning to Xiangjing, Li Zicheng's body was decorated in a large coffin that had been prepared, and a mourning hall was set up in the Tianxia Hall of the Shunhuang Palace, which had been built for more than half of the time.

Here, another hidden danger left by Li Zicheng before his death was exposed.

I don't know if it's because there are too many killings, God is harsh, except for Li Huimei's daughter, Li Zicheng has no queen!

So who will inherit the throne of Dashun becomes a question!

"A nation cannot be left without an owner for a day! His Majesty accepted King Li as his righteous son during his lifetime, and Emperor Shun should inherit the throne by His Majesty's son, King Li!"

The military advisor Niu Jinxing was the first to stalk his neck and roared in front of the mourning hall, followed by a tiger Li Guo was full of excitement, and he ran to the person in a hurry, but before he could say a few words modestly, a stinky boot was thrown up.

"Get out of the way, when Lao Tzu killed the official and rebelled, this little beast was still nursing in his mother's womb! He should be the king? Lao Tzu was the first to disagree!"

"And Lao Tzu, he has nothing to do with the little rabbit cubs, and he is also worthy of being the king,"

With red eyes and a thick neck, Liu Tichun, the general of the rear army, was the first to jump out in a rage, and then, He Bida, who was beaten yesterday, was also scolded and beaten, although Li Guo is Li Zicheng's nephew, the righteous son, but he must not be his own son, there is no such layer of blood relationship, he is on an equal footing with everyone on weekdays, and even his status is higher than that merit, Liu Zongmin is still a big step behind, let him climb on everyone's head as the master, none of these guys who lick blood with knives are convinced.

Li Guo is not a good temper, he was smashed on his body by a bunch of dirty things, and he listened to cold words and ridicule, he also followed the fire, pulled out the knife and pointed at Liu Tichun's nose and scolded.

"Lao Tzu is not worthy of being the king, your baby is worthy of being the king, our old Li family's affairs, your baby is a fart, will you rebel? I'm going to hack you!"

"How fucking dare you try it! Lao Tzu won't accept your baby, what's the matter!" Liu Tichun is not a vegetarian, his neck is crooked, just like a ruffian on the street, he also pulled out the knife at once, and leaned his shoulders up.

Everyone is a member of society, since there is a disagreement, then the knife is red, seeing that a large group of big brothers on the road in the Ming era are about to cross the road on the spot, but the gate at that end is kicked open with a bang, and a few eunuchs fell to the ground, followed by a black whirlwind that broke into the crowd violently, He Jin was tall enough, and he was picked up by a chick in front of him, and a roar full of anger sounded like a thunderbolt.

"How the fuck are you taking care of your big brother? I'm going to hack you!"

Listening to the roar of this big man, Niu Jinxing couldn't help but wail in his heart, Liu Zongmin! How did he get back?

On weekdays, he doesn't deal with this general of Dashun Quan and himself, but in Dashun, except for Li Zicheng, he is the most appealing? The literati played in Daming, and no one was in front of the big brother of these peasant rebels in Dashun, so this time Li Zicheng's death, he didn't dare to notify Liu Zongmin as soon as possible, and wanted to push Li Guo to the throne first, and then press him down with an established fact, who knew that this thing would be killed directly! And the first knife was slashed at the He Jin brothers, who still supported Li Guo.

It's not fun right now!

It's really lively now!

In the stunned eyes of Li Guo and Liu Tichun, seeing that Liu Zongmin gritted his teeth and pinched He Jin's neck, about to take the first drop of blood, this kung fu was cold A roar suddenly sounded in the mourning hall, blowing his beard and glaring, Liu Zongmin was about to scold, but when he turned his head, he softened, threw He Jin, who was almost out of breath, to the side, and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing heavily.

"Sister-in-law!"

"Meet the Queen!"

Gao Yigong, Li Guo and others also quickly knelt down, because this woman who was wearing a filial piety dress and was already quite old was Li Zicheng's original wife Gao Xiuying, a heroine comparable to Zhu Yuanzhang and Queen Ma in the army.

Even if it's Liu Zongmin, a bad thing, you have to bow your head when you see her!

The corners of her eyes were still red and swollen, but Gao Xiuying roared sonorously.

"Everyone followed the old King Chuang to carry the flag and rebel, and after so many years, just to stab a knife in front of King Chuang's spirit today?"

"Zong Min knows his mistake, sister-in-law don't be angry!"

Ignoring Liu Zongmin's apology, he looked back at the flickering candlelight in the mourning hall and Li Huimei, who was crying and couldn't raise her head, an unprecedented viciousness and madness radiated out in Gao Xiuying's pupils, which were already slightly mixed, and suddenly, she pointed out to the east.

"It was the thieves of Jiugong Mountain who killed King Chuang, but these thieves were loyal to the dog emperor of the Ming court, the dog officials! Since the old King Chuang, our army has been working hard with the dog emperor and the dog officer!"

"Aren't you going to be kings? Whoever strikes Ying Tian first and cuts off the head of the Dog Emperor to sacrifice to King Chuang will be the new King Chuang!"

After saying this, Gao Xiuying flicked his sleeves and returned to the mourning hall again, the door creaked, several palace maids trembled, and closed the mourning hall again, looking at his departing figure, a group of Dashun generals couldn't help but raise their heads, looked at each other, and in their pupils, a stream of blood erupted one after another.

Who doesn't want to be the king?

Take 10,000 steps back, Huguang has already been poor and tired, who doesn't want to go to the world of flowers in Jiangnan?

"Avenge King Chuang! Take off the dog emperor's head!"

With a roar and pulling out the knife, Liu Zongmin was the first to walk out, followed behind him, a series of rattling sounds, even He Jin, who had just been almost strangled to death, was full of fierce light, carrying a pair of knives and praying mantis to keep up with the team.

The nail leaves rattle.

There was a gloom in his eyes, and there was a hint of happiness and pride in the gloom, all kinds of complex emotions, Hao Shaoqi followed in the middle...... Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!