Da Shunguo said that it was extinguished, and when Gu Junen walked back, his mind was full of this sentence.

This sentence sounded arrogant, but he could tell that the Qin King Jiang Chuan was full of confidence when he said this. That's a kind of confidence built on great strength, not the kind of confidence that is pretended.

Isn't it? In less than ten days after entering the customs, it took only three battles to eliminate 230,000 horses and horses of the Dashun army, kill two generals, and force the Dashun Emperor's plan to besiege the capital was stranded, and he could only retreat to defend.

And Gu Junen could hear from the words of His Royal Highness the King of Qin that he didn't take Da Shunguo and Li Zicheng in his eyes at all, and he didn't even regard him as his real opponent.

Could it be that the vast land of Zhongzhou can't let go of his ambitions? What exactly does he want?

Gu Junen's heart was full of bitterness, and he suddenly felt that he was as ridiculous as a clown.

Dashun country? Is that really the case? He sat on his horse and looked back at the black tents behind him, as if looking at a huge black hole that could swallow everything, and his heart was full of worry and despair.

He is not worried about himself, he is worried about Li Zicheng.

He had been by Li Zicheng's side for many years, and he knew that it was impossible for him to bow down to Jiang Chuan, let alone ask him to disband the army.

That was the result of his struggle for more than ten years, how could he give up the dignity of the emperor and surrender to others?

His choice must be to fight Jiang Chuan to the death, and he would rather die on the battlefield than surrender, because now his throne and dignity are more important than his life.

What's more, this Dashun country is no longer his alone, it is also the Dashun country of those old brothers who followed him through bloody battles to win the world.

It's just that he's just a courtier, and it's not up to him to decide where to go. Whether you live or die, let God decide.

When he was about to reach the Dashun military camp, a huge lightning bolt suddenly crossed the sky, and then there was a muffled thunder of "Kala", as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

Gu Junen glanced up at the sky, but he didn't know when the sky was already overcast.

The dark clouds looked low, and from time to time lightning flashed through the clouds, thunder exploded, and the air became stuffy.

A storm is about to pour down.

……

There were no surprises, although Gu Junen had conveyed Jiang Chuan's meaning as tactfully as possible, but Li Zicheng was still furious.

He smashed his favorite agate cigarette pouch pot on the spot, and kicked over the imperial case in front of him, roaring like an enraged lion to kill this arrogant Jiangchuan child, to boil him into meat soup in a cauldron like a lucky king, and then eat it himself.

Others were equally outraged by the result. They followed Li Zicheng and scolded Jiang Chuan, and shouted together that they wanted to fight Jiang Jiajun to the death.

The majestic rain shrouded the whole world in a mist, and nothing could be seen clearly, only a hazy patch.

Such a heavy rain still could not extinguish the anger in Li Zicheng's heart, he sometimes yelled, sometimes his face was gloomy, and he also killed several people who had made a little mistake.

Everyone sat in the tent and looked out in confusion, waiting for the rainstorm to end.

……

The rain fell for a whole day and a night before it stopped.

Three days later, Jiang Chuan led an army of 130,000 and Li Zicheng and Dashun's army of more than 200,000 to fight a decisive battle on the wasteland outside the Tianjin Acropolis.

After a heavy rain, the wilderness of Tianjin Wei is full of life, with wild grasses and countless wild flowers of various colors.

It's just that at this moment, these wildflowers and weeds are trampled under the feet of hundreds of thousands of troops, crushed and scattered.

The Dashun army, which was cluttered with clothes and armor and weapons was spread endlessly, and its momentum was much more magnificent than that of the silent Jiangjia Army's Black Forest.

The Dashun army was still lined up with infantry in the middle, and the cavalry escorted the two wings.

The difference is that under the banner of the "Dashun" Daxu in the center of today's battle array, there is a phalanx, and the soldiers are all wearing felt hats, wearing iron armor and the troops are very neat.

Under the banner of the word "Li" in the center of the phalanx, a tall horse with a red date was mighty, and Li Zicheng was immediately sitting wearing a felt hat, wearing a cyan coat, and holding a long sword.

The general next to him is Tian Jianxiu, who was named Mianhou by Li Zicheng, and is also Li Zicheng's most trusted general today.

He looked at the silent Jiang family army on the opposite side with a worried face, and between the wind and horses, he had no chance of winning this battle in his heart.

His lips moved, and he wanted to say something to Li Zicheng, but looking at Li Zicheng's murderous face, he didn't say anything in the end, slowly pulled out his long knife, and secretly decided that if the war was unfavorable, he must protect His Majesty and escape back to Shaanzhou.

After so many years, how many times he has failed, and how many times he has stood up again, Tian Jianxiu can't remember clearly. He didn't understand why His Majesty had to fight the enemy to the death this time, why couldn't he temporarily avoid the Jiang family's army, which was at its peak, and make plans in the future?

It's just that he can't say this, and Li Zicheng can't listen to it at this time, and he is not allowed to have other ideas at this time, so he can only fight to the death!

Before it could be reached, the two sides fought in battle. Li Zicheng ordered Tian Jianxiu on the side: "Lao Tian, first persuade the descendant boy surnamed Jiang, and I will give him another chance." If he wants to die, Lao Tzu will attack and kill him fiercely, and fight him to the end. ”

Tian Jianxiu got the order, and before going out of the horse formation, he said in a loud voice: "King Jiangchuan of Qin listened, His Majesty Emperor Dashun remembers that you are a talent, if you can surrender to my Dashun, Your Majesty will still crown you as the king and lead the army." If you don't know the times, you will be destroyed. ”

Jiang Chuan's heroic laughter on the opposite side floated in the wind, and it was extremely clear: "Li Zicheng is so stupid, he is still talking about dreams at this time." This king is now the king, do you still need you, the emperor of the grass platform, to be crowned king? But this king advises you to surrender to this king at once, and this king can protect your life without worry. If not, today will be the day of the destruction of your kingdom of Dashun. ”

"Soldiers of the Dashun Army, kill all the enemy troops! Kill ——! ”

Li Zicheng was furious, raised the long sword in his hand and shouted again and again, and the Dashun army spread like a tide towards the Jiang family's army array.

At the same time, the Imperial Forest Army led by Li Zicheng was also shouting and killing, and fell into the enemy formation from the front center.

In front of the Jiang Jiajun formation opposite, Jiang Chuan turned his head and gave an order to Li Qian, the big Sima of the Chinese army next to him, Li Jian walked to the side of the cloud car, and the command flag in his hand was split downward, and suddenly the war drums and trombone sounded in unison, and the infantry formation in the center suddenly flashed to both sides, revealing more than 200 field guns that were hidden in the back, and all the artillery had already held torches and stood by.

Seeing that the Dashun army had entered the range of field artillery, Li Han, the captain of the Shenji Battalion, roared: "Release!" ”

In an instant, more than 200 artillery pieces let out a roar in unison, and in the middle of the white smoke, more than 200 shells fell into the crowd of the Dashun army.