Suddenly, the soldiers of the Dashun Army raised their swords and guns in their hands and cheered, after Li Zicheng heard this voice, he looked back at the dense soldiers of the Dashun Army below, and his heart was indescribable.

There has never been an emperor in history who sat on the dragon chair with such a complicated mood as Li Zicheng, nor has there been an enthronement ceremony so sloppy, let alone an emperor who decided to flee immediately after ascending the throne.

Behind the majesty of three bows and nine knocks, there is an unbearable endgame, this is a party for farewell, and the cheering soldiers of the Dashun Army are actually covering up the hollowness in their hearts, because no one knows if they have tomorrow and whether they can come back.

This time, Li Zicheng really wanted to lay down the country and give it away.

But Li Zicheng was not willing to be such a good person, he hated and respected Wang Zheng in his heart, but he hated and feared Dorgon, and subconsciously, he even hoped that Wang Zheng, the old enemy, would occupy Beijing, not those pigtailed soldiers in Manchuria.

The enthronement ceremony was prepared inside and out for a long time, but it did not last for two hours, and Li Zicheng walked by in a hurry in most places, and he still seemed to be a passerby after staying in Beijing for so long.

In the dark of the night on the day of the Double Ninth Festival, a loud sound shook the city of Beijing.

The continuous sound of artillery tonight is in stark contrast to the sound of firecrackers in the whole city last night, this is not a salute for enthronement, but the death knell of Li Zicheng's own defeat.

The flames rose into the sky, turning the Qionglou Yuyu and carved beams and paintings of the Forbidden City into pieces of black mist, like a black monster, hovering over the palace.

The Forbidden City reverberated everywhere with the loud sound of the palace collapsing, mixed with the miserable howls of the palace maids and eunuchs who had nowhere to go.

At this time, the nine gates of the capital were also ignited, only Dashun Gate, Zhengyang Gate, Dongxijiang Mixiang area has not been fired, this once glorious capital, in the hands of Li Zicheng has become a city bathed in fire.

"The sound of crying is heard for dozens of miles."

The fire that permeated the capital provided an incomparably magnificent backdrop for Li Zicheng's enthronement ceremony.

Li Zicheng burned the Forbidden City because he couldn't keep the country that belonged to him at this time, and he was unwilling to fall into the hands of Wang Zheng or Dolgon.

Although it took two months to enter Beijing this time, although it was longer than the original 42 days in history, Li Zicheng and his Dashun completed the entire journey from the rise to the fall of a dynasty with the pace of the Great Leap Forward in this short period of time.

The officers and men of the Dashun Army are no longer the soldiers who fought for their lives when they first entered Beijing, they dragged their families with their mouths, their waists were wrapped in thousands of dollars, and they carried boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in groups.

There are even many people who force the women of large families in the capital to go back to the northwest with them, unilaterally thinking that after returning to their hometowns, they will visit the church and get married, and live the kind of life of male farmers and female weavers.

Li Zicheng rode out of the city of Beijing, and finally looked back at the capital that was already burning in the fire, and heard the continuous sound of cannons, just like the fifty-four bells that Emperor Chongzhen personally rang when he first entered Beijing.

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The next morning, the huge city of Beijing could only hear the "crackling" sound of the fire that had not been completely extinguished, and it was as silent as a dead place.

The capital city of more than 200 years, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, which was once very prosperous, is not guarded by anyone at the moment.

There were no soldiers guarding the tall corner towers, the gates were burned clean, collapsed on both sides and left no one to care, the roads on both sides were full of corpses and fallen flags, most of the houses were burned to pieces, and black smoke rose into the sky, and many men and women cried bitterly with corpses in their arms.

In a short time, another army of soldiers and horses greeted the distant horizon, these people were wearing red armor, and the heads were all the forbidden troops with dewy eyes, flags fluttering, iron armor and steel guns.

Led by Wang Zheng, the king of Qi in the current Nanjing Lu Jianguo court, followed by a group of generals such as Zhaoyong General Dong Youyin, Guangwu General Deng Heizi, and Guangyi General Gao Liang.

After seeing the city of Beijing, several rows of soldiers with large shields appeared in front of this army and marched in formation, maintaining the original speed of the march and coming slowly, until they saw it with their own eyes, their eyes widened.

"This, is this the Jingshi......

Many people felt unbelievable, and what they saw and heard was even more shocking.

Jingshi has always been a distant and resounding name for the people of the world, there should be the most powerful army in the world, there should be a son of heaven, there should be the world's tallest corner tower, the most majestic palace......

But now, all the soldiers of the Qi army saw were broken walls, and what they heard were full of miserable wails, corpses and collapsed houses all over the ground, which were dilapidated to the extreme, and were no different from other places.

"Let's go into town."

Wang Zheng was still a little worried before he came, Dolgon was not the emperor after all, and what he would do under the same choice was still unknown.

If Dolgon was determined to enter the Central Plains, he would not have to fight a bloody battle in the city of Beijing.

Seeing the empty Beijing City in front of him, Wang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then a trace of helplessness rose in his heart, the current Beijing City has long been no longer as daunting as before, but full of the vicissitudes of prosperity.

Wang Zheng was obviously not in the mood to say more, listening to everyone's sighs, he just silently waved his hand and ordered to enter the city.

Hearing the order of the King of Qi, the soldiers of the Qi army after a simple change, the defensive formation immediately turned into three columns, and the soldiers carried steel guns on their shoulders and shields in their hands, and slowly walked into the capital.

Along the way, Wang Zheng did not feel the welcome of the people to him when Li Zicheng came, and the soldiers of the Qi army did not see the shouting and beating of everyone when the Dashun soldiers left.

What I saw was only vicissitudes, tired, pale, and wooden faces.

Jiashen national disaster, after Emperor Chongzhen was martyred, Wang Zheng's army was the second army to enter the city, and the corruption of the Ming army completely disappointed the people at the beginning, so they put their hopes on Li Zicheng, the king of "no food".

But just over two months later, the Dashun army did almost everything in Beijing, burning, killing, looting, and forcibly entering people's houses, and even the big families and officials and gentry could not escape the catastrophe.

The other side behind this Dashun army, which is a very dark and vicious side, everyone shuddered, and the people in Beijing lived in fear all the time.

The reputation of this Qi army in the past was the same as that of the Dashun army, and it was welcomed by the people everywhere, but they really couldn't welcome it, and they couldn't scold it.

The difference between Li Zicheng and Wang Zheng is nothing more than that one is a thief who kills the king, and the other is under the banner of the imperial court to recover the lost territory.

I heard that Li Zicheng ascended the throne and became emperor on the last day of his departure, but what difference does this make to the people, all they want is a peaceful life.

Coming to the Chengtian Gate of the Forbidden City, for some reason, Wang Zheng suddenly stopped his horse, raised his head and saw a cluster of arrows deep into the word "sky" not far away.

"King Qi?"

Seeing this, Li Yan, who was following on the side, asked out loud, apparently worried that Wang Zheng would follow in Li Zicheng's footsteps and fight for these useless things.

Wang Zheng smiled indifferently, and rushed into the Forbidden City, leaving only a sonorous and powerful sentence:

"Replace this plaque, take down Li Zicheng's arrow, and this king will personally return it to him at a later date."