Li Zicheng saw the remnant sun in the distance, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, sighed deeply, and the past hit his heart, when the Xingyang Conference was held, everyone or discussed fleeing, or hiding, it was he who stood up and proposed the strategy of dividing troops and orienting and attacking the battle in four ways, at that time he was just a general of the eight teams under Gao Yingxiang's account, and later went out to Luoshan, attacked Luoyang, and surrounded Kaifeng, and the past is vivid. Suddenly it all disappeared, and he was immediately woken up with a loud voice.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, the enemy has arrived, and the Tartars are chasing after you! A scout came to report on the ride, looking very scared and sweating all over his face.

"How many? How far away is that? Song Xiance asked.

"About two or three thousand cavalry, according to which it is about twenty miles!"

When Li Zicheng heard the scout's report, he also cried and laughed, twenty miles away, but two or three thousand people, it made him so scared, is there any hope of fighting, no.

"Since ancient times, the success of the princes and princes is the thief, can not be judged by success or failure, when the Ming Dynasty had no way, harsh government fiercer than the tiger, the people lived in dire straits, so that the heroes of the Quartet rose together, disturbed and crowded, the big and small leaders, not to mention thousands, some of them spin up and down, some of them are attached to others, they can really be unique, indomitable, the people's will, the heroes are submissive, overthrow the Ming Dynasty, build the emperor, the great cause, only I Li Zicheng is a person, I Li Zicheng is a hero, there is today, this is the heaven wants to kill me!"

"Your Majesty, the enemy army is only 3,000 people, if the emperor boosts morale, defends the city, and fights the enemy desperately, even if he cannot win completely, as long as he can slightly weaken the enemy's spirit, the situation will take a turn. The emperor ......, "Song Xiance is also in a hurry, and when he speaks, he is also hoarse and anxious."

"The soldiers still believe that the emperor can lead them down, and I hope that the emperor will take care of the dragon's body, don't say such a decadent word again, the emperor, the minister will lead the troops to set up a formation to retreat the enemy......" Liu Zongmin also stood up, from the minister of the dragon back then, to the dog who lost his family now, why didn't he mourn, in order to support Li Zicheng, he even killed his wife and children with his own hands, didn't he just want to follow Li Zicheng to lay down a piece of the country, who knows that it will fall to this point, but at the moment, he can't care about these, he must retreat from the enemy first.

Li Zicheng looked at Liu Zongmin for a moment, then sighed and said: "I am the Emperor of Dashun, I can't surrender to the enemy, and the enemy must arrest and kill me." As for the generals, as long as they leave me, they are willing to surrender to the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, they can save their lives, their wives and children, why let the soldiers be in a bloody foreign land, just that! That's it! ”

"Your Majesty ......" Song Xiance didn't say anything, and he didn't know what to say, he listened to Li Zicheng's words, and it was clear that he was going to commit suicide, for the Venerable, he was in a desperate situation, this may be the most decent destination, why should he say more.

Soon I heard a chaotic shout, footsteps, horses' hooves and the sound of weapons clashing, no need to ask to know that it was the Qing army to kill, came so fast, Liu Zongmin Huo Ran jumped up, pulled Li Zicheng and rushed to the stable, a pro-general led the horse is waiting, Liu Zongmin shouted loudly: "The emperor is driving the horse away, and the minister is coming to block the pursuers!" ”

"Please don't worry about the emperor, quickly set off west into Hanzhong, collect and disperse, and fight again, and the ministers will immediately go to converge with the pursuing soldiers." After Liu Zongmin finished speaking, he slapped the horse's body fiercely, and the horse was in pain and rushed out quickly.

"Protect the emperor's ......" Song Xiance also got on the horse at the moment and beckoned the Imperial Forest Army to chase after him.

Li Zicheng rode alone, a round of wild running, like lightning, his war horse is one in a million BMW horse, the speed is so fast, soon Song Xiance and others behind him were thrown off, out of the West Gate, along the Hanshui River Valley to the west, I don't know how many miles escaped, he could still hear the shouts of the people behind him, now quietly, he found himself in a strange place, there are many forks in the road, he heard the sound of flowing water, rode the horse to continue forward, found that it was a small stream, as far as the eye can see, there seems to be people in the distance, He waded to the opposite bank, quickly dismounted, led the horse to the river bank, and went to the distant village, it was raining heavily, Li Zicheng felt very tired, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and finally couldn't support it, his body was crooked, and he fell off the horse.

I don't know when, Li Zicheng woke up slowly, the horses were still by his side, the rain had stopped, Li Zicheng staggered up, led the horse and continued to walk forward, not long after walking, he found that it was a cliff.

"I, Li Zicheng, am a hero, I can't imagine that I will fall into such a situation today!"

Thick clouds filled the sky, the sky was dark, Li Zicheng simply didn't leave, sitting there, there was a drizzle in the sky, as if he was crying for his Li Zicheng's end of the road, the rain hit the wild grass and sand and gravel, rustling, accompanied by constant lightning and thunder, Li Zicheng had never had despair in his heart.

"Juelongling ......" Li Zicheng inadvertently saw the big characters engraved on the mountain wall, Juelongling, which made him laugh suddenly, and the smile was very sad, lonely, and lonely.

"What a Juelong Ridge, okay, God has found me a suitable place, and I, the dragon, should also be in this Ridge!"

Song Xiance and others followed the direction of Li Zicheng's westward run all the way, and soon disappeared Li Zicheng's figure, and he was also very anxious at the moment, the army dispersed, scattered to find Li Zicheng's traces, at this moment he hated Liu Zongmin to death, knowing that the emperor was physically exhausted and difficult to control the BMW, and he still acted like this, so they didn't know where Li Zicheng was now.

"Strategist, find it, find the emperor......" A soldier rushed over.

"Quick, take me there!" Song Xiance was also relieved, and hurriedly followed the soldier.

The dragon horse lowered his head and bit the coiled dragon clothes on Li Zicheng's chest, trying to help him stand up and quickly ride it away. The wind was blowing, the rain was heavier, and the thunder was louder. The dragon foal bites the placket of the master's chest. Long Ju pulled his master up hard, but Li Zicheng couldn't stand up anymore because of the bright red on his neck.

"Your Majesty ......" Song Xiance knelt down, crawled and knelt to Li Zicheng's side, Li Zicheng's body was already cold, there was no trace of life, blood flowed out of his neck, and was washed by the heavy rain, invading the soil.

"The emperor......" Everyone knelt down, many people cried, these people have not dispersed, that is because they are Li Zicheng's veterans, they have followed Li Zicheng for many years, there is a friendship, even if they are in a desperate situation, they still do not abandon him, as long as Li Zicheng is there, they have the backbone, but at this moment, seeing this scene, many people are as if the sky is falling, at a loss.

A generation of heroes Li Zicheng chose the ending of suicide, maybe the Dashun army still has a chance to make a comeback, but he is powerless, even if he can revive, it will never be in his hands, he is not willing to wag his tail to anyone like a dog and beg for mercy, so he would rather die than surrender, whether it is Ming or Qing, it should not be his end, death is his best destination.