In the distance, on the horizon was a black line, slowly thickening and expanding, it was a torrent of ironclad armor, flanked by flying knights, riding on horses, with flags on their backs, sabers and bows at their waists, rolling up the dust, galloping across the wasteland here.

In the neat footsteps -———— the stampede, it was the torrent of ironclad infantry, sword and shield soldiers, pikemen, big stick hands, rake soldiers, and the firearms hands, neat queues, behind were artillery, and firearms, Han Tie on the horse, his eyes were a little moist, Han Gang looked at him, and said, "Brother Tie, you are already a general, why, you are still crying, it is not good to be seen by the soldiers"

"Big brother, I think of Dashuai, we also set off from here back then, and went to Hunhe" Han Tie said, tears couldn't stop flowing, "How many years have passed, big brother, the brothers died miserably that day, Ai, I passed here, I thought of the brothers!"

"Say no more!" Han Gang paused, he stopped his sour nose, looked at the wasteland in front of him, trying to keep himself calm, at this moment, he looked like his face was full of fortitude, as if he was a steel sculpture, and said, "The Zhejiang soldiers are not dead, the brothers are not dead, they have always been by our side" Han Gang said.

"Big brother!" Han Tie sighed deeply, and rode back to the team, the desolate land was full of horse hooves, and the rumbling sound of iron armor torrents, Han Tie looked at the team behind him, sighed for a long time, and said, "Dashuai, you have a spirit in the sky, bless me and Brother Tie, bless Daming, bless the people of the world" He clenched his fists.

They walked forward, their goal was the Tsarist army in front of them, Ming Mian and the Ming Dynasty repaired the national book, in order to tie the good Tsarist Russia of Qin and Jin, but it was a gathering of national strength, in order to start a war with the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong, in the wind, accompanied by the Red Turban Army military song "The wind is from the dragon, the cloud is from the tiger, fame and fortune are dust" in the hearts of this group of soldiers, there is a lofty belief, the Chinese nation is the greatest and most powerful nation in the world, we have the best culture in the world, but the courage and strength in his bones have never been wiped out, three times of nirvana rebirth, Let him have infinite vitality, they wrote a suicide note, went on a journey to the north, for the sake of their beloved nation, country, they are willing to sprinkle blood in a foreign land, this is what the Chinese have inherited for thousands of years, he has been hidden in everyone's blood and bones.

Rolling yellow sand flying in the sky, boundless iron flow, can not see the edge, Chongzhen eighteen years, the general sent troops to Liaodong, and the Tsarist Russia fought bloodily for several months, so large that unbearable casualties, so that the strong Peter the Great were shaken, looking at his friends who were holding his legs and crying, ministers, their people died one by one, the Slavs fought again, the men were all dead, Peter the Great was shaken, the soldiers retreated, this land that was once grazed by the ancestors of the Chinese, Xianbeilia returned to the embrace of the homeland.

Chongzhen nineteen years, and is the boundless army, from the Shanhaiguan south, all the way to the south, in Sichuan and Shu and Zhang Xianzhong bloody battle, half a year, the blood of the civil war flowed into every inch of the Sichuan Plain, the next year's Sichuan, the weeds grow very densely, not afraid of death, the warriors armed by the sense of national honor, the destruction of the Great Western Army.

Zhang Xianzhong was seriously injured in Hanzhong, and when he was dying, he said to his subordinate son, "After all, the Ming Dynasty is our mother country, this time, you will change back to your family's surname, be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and you must not have two hearts in the future, this time, I know that the world is so big, and the land of my Han people is so small, and the West is fertile soil, all of which can be inhabited by the descendants of China" Everyone suffers, Zhang Xianzhong's righteous son Li Dingguo descended to Ming, Sun Kewang raised fire and set himself on fire, shouting in the fire "In the world, is it that the poor people really have no future, We have been fighting for the people of the world for decades, this time, why is it still the government that has the right time and place" In the fire, it was Sun Kewang's desperate cry, he didn't understand, he raised troops for the people of the world and crusaded against the unTaoist government, why did it end up like this.

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In the fifteenth year of Longwu, this time, Emperor Chongzhen has passed away for fifteen years, and forty-five years have passed since the pacification of the Great Western Army on that day, Beijing, Chun Nuan Pavilion, where there are two old men with gray sideburns, Qin Xiaochuan looked at Zhu Cilang in front of him and laughed, and said, "Your Majesty's hair is gray, haha" He laughed.

The crown prince of the day had already shook hands with Qin Xiaochuan and made peace, fighting in all directions for decades, and the eunuch next to him was also accompanied by a smiling face, only Qin Guogong dared to say this kind of joke to the son of today, the emperor glanced at Qin Xiaochuan, for a long time, but he paused, and said, "Qing family, I don't know something, it has been buried in my heart for a long time, today, I really can't help but want to ask you"

"Your Majesty, it doesn't hurt to say it, the minister knows everything" Qin Xiaochuan said, his eyes looked directly at the emperor in front of him, he was already old at the moment, the shrewdness and ruthlessness in his eyes never retreated, he was the real emperor, Qin Chuan also had to be convinced, the emperor's technique of the Son of Heaven in front of him.

"Your Qingzhou Army, invincible in the world, invincible, why, don't you push down the widow, but sit on the throne of the Son of Heaven, and go to get this cabinet, what do you do to restrain the widow everywhere?" The emperor asked like this, and asked what he wanted to ask, why didn't he flop with himself that day, become the emperor himself, the descendants of the Qin family, and enjoy the glory and wealth. The eunuchs and palace maids nearby fell to their knees in an instant and crawled out, they understood that they couldn't listen to this question, and they would die if they heard it.

"Did I think about it that day" Qin Xiaochuan replied like this, but the emperor in front of him paused, Qin Xiaochuan continued, "But I, the Han people, have suffered enough of the loss of internal fighting, and the world is good, why should I compete for the position of the Son of Heaven, fight to the death, in the end, it will be cheaper for others, and in the end it will only be the people who suffer, so it is better to make the position of the Son of Heaven hot."

"What the Qing family said made me very unhappy, but I was also very happy" The emperor laughed and said, "My Zhu family can not be the emperor, but your Qin family is to be the barrier of the north for generations, haha, thinking about it this way, but the Qing family is worse than me, haha"

"Your Majesty, although you are ruthless and fierce, I understand that you and I are all the people along the way, and we all ask for the same, but the means are different, and the Ming Dynasty needs an emperor like Your Majesty." Qin Xiaochuan said, staring straight at the emperor in front of him, both of them laughed, and the emperor said, "Do you know, I have tried to control you and death dozens of times, but I have resisted it."

"Your Majesty can't help it, what?" Qin Xiaochuan laughed, the emperor snorted, and added some charcoal to the stove, and said, "These eunuchs, even if they are timid, are all gone, now it's good, I have to add charcoal fire myself."

"Your Majesty, the east is about to arrive, and the army of the Western Expedition is coming back soon" Qin Xiaochuan said, with a kind of hope in his eyes, the emperor turned his face, and his face was also full of different colors, and said, "The Qing family said that the world is the same, with Confucian culture, let the world be governed, and the people of the world can live and work in peace and contentment. ”

"Your Majesty has hysteria," Qin Xiaochuan said.

"I miss a little nostalgic for the days when I fought Hongyi in Liaodong with the Qing family, if I could die in Liaodong that day, how good it would be" The emperor sighed and sat on the ground.

(End of book)