Emperor Chongzhen has not slept at the moment, although the emergency report in his hand has been read dozens of times, but he still can't help but tremble when he looks at it again, the news of the defeat of the front line has been coming continuously in the past few days, which has made Chongzhen worried, and he feels bored eating and drinking, but just the day before came a more shocking news. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Yi has already captured Huailai to guard the palace, Chongzhen has just issued the edict of King Qin, he can't figure it out, why Xiao Yi's march is so fast, don't they need military supplies when they march outside?

Seeing the end, Emperor Chongzhen angrily threw the urgent report at the bottom of the stairs, and his face flushed.

"Mess with the party! A group of chaotic parties, in their eyes, is there still I, the emperor, who surrendered without a fight, and the chaotic thief Xiao also became what kind of generalissimo Fengtian, killing traitors? Wang Daban, you say, who is a traitor in this court? ”

On the side, Wang Chengen first waved away a few palace maids and eunuchs who were standing, and then sighed and picked up the urgent report thrown by Chongzhen and put it back gently.

The traitor in this court is not only his Wang Chengen, every palace maid understands why Emperor Chongzhen has not been able to see it clearly, but it is useless to say anything today, just comforting at the moment.

"Your Majesty, don't think so much, those traitors want to rebel, and they can't say anything."

Suddenly, a little eunuch rushed in.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zuo Zhongyun asks to see you."

Chongzhen glanced at Wang Chengen and asked rhetorically, "Li Mingrui?" What is he going to do, let him come to the Dezheng Hall to see me. ”

After about a cup of tea, an official wearing a cyan official robe walked into the Dezheng Palace, which was for Zuo Zhongyun Li Mingrui.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Initiating the Holy Lord, the minister has a strategy to alleviate the urgent need." ”

Hearing this, Chongzhen hurriedly got up, shook his hands and said, "Aiqing, speak quickly!" ”

"The only plan for now, the Yong'an army is unstoppable, and now it is almost under the capital city, and only a strategy to move south can ensure that the Ming Dynasty will not be destroyed!"

Chongzhen was overjoyed when he heard it, held Li Mingrui's hand, and said, "Or Aiqing understands me!" ”

But then he sighed again and said: "Moving south, why don't I want to move south, but if the ministers outside don't obey, what should I do at that time?" ”

When Li Mingrui heard this, he also had nothing to say, originally such things could have been proposed in the court, although the Yongan army went north can be called a thunderbolt, and it reached Huailai in less than half a month, but Chongzhen still has time to prepare if he wants to move south.

However, it backfired, and there were many steps to move south according to the convention, the first step was that the courtiers proposed it in the court meeting, and the cabinet and the ministers reviewed the resolution, and handed it over to the emperor for approval and execution.

But now, the courtiers in the court and the central government are silent all day long, as if they have made up their minds, and no one supports the proposal of moving south, and they all advocate sticking to the capital to wait for the army of King Qin, saying what to defend the ancestral shrine and the place where the ancestral temple and mausoleum are buried.

Li Mingrui and some other people of insight are all petty officials and petty positions, and they can't intervene in the court discussion at all, and they don't know what Chongzhen thinks, so it has dragged on until now.

When he heard that the rebels had enshrined Xiao Yi as the generalissimo of Fengtian, the fool knew that it was the meaning of Fengtian, although he did not say it explicitly, but Xiao Yizhi's ambition was probably not a mere king, and his heart had been placed in the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking that the Taizu of this dynasty raised troops in the past, it was in the name of Fengtian to crusade against the tyrannical yuan, and today Li Mingrui finally couldn't help it, and he had already written a will and arranged the future affairs before he came to see Chongzhen, which was the idea of a dead admonition.

didn't want to hit it off with Chongzhen, and immediately Li Mingrui regretted it, why didn't he come to the emperor early.

Li Mingrui and Chongzhen talked for a long night, preparing to move south by Li Mingrui at the next day's court meeting, when the sky was bright, a little eunuch ran in from outside the palace in a panic, and tripped on the threshold in front of the door.

However, the little eunuch was still full of anxiety, lying on the ground and crying: "Your Majesty, it's not good, the Yong'an army has been killed under the Jingshi City!" ”

"What!?"

Emperor Chongzhen suddenly got up, paced back and forth in the hall, and asked again in disbelief: "What you said is the truth, how could the Yong'an Army fight so fast?" ”

"How dare the slave deceive the emperor, the emperor should go to the city to take a look, the Yongan Army is boundless, the emperor, it is said that more than 300,000 inchs are coming!!"

On weekdays, this little eunuch would not dare to talk to the emperor like this no matter what, but now, the Yong'an army has hit the city of Beijing, how can he still care about etiquette.

Emperor Chongzhen sat back in a dejected manner, glanced at Li Mingrui, and also saw the powerlessness of the building that was about to collapse.

The night's painstaking plan failed before it could be implemented, and the Yong'an army had already reached the city of Beijing, and even if it moved south immediately, it would be too late.

There are no strong troops inside, no reinforcements outside, and all the ministers in the DPRK and China have their own ghosts, and the defeat of the Ming Dynasty has been decided.

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"Stop!"

The army was advancing, Xiao Yi, who was standing on the Yuan Rong car, suddenly beckoned, and the army stood quietly, and the suppressed black torrent made the soldiers of the Beijing camp in Beijing feel suffocated, and a sense of powerlessness appeared in their hearts.

"So what is Xiao Ye doing?"

Fu Yingkui, the commander of the Beijing camp, was watching Xiao Yi's every move, looking at the villain in the distance, Fu Yingkui slapped the city wall angrily.

"It's almost within the range of the Shenwei cannon, why did they stop?"

Xiao Yi, who was far away, thought the same as Fu Yingkui, and after giving the order, Xiao Yi asked: "General Liu, more than 100 steps forward is the distance of the Shenwei cannon at the head of Beijing." ”

Liu Tongtong carefully compared his hand, and it didn't take long for him to say: "Yes, Dashuai is good, the Shenwei cannon in Beijing City has a farther range than our Shenwei cannon in Datong, but if it is compared to the Yongan cannon, it is far inferior!" ”

Speaking of this, Liu Tong laughed: "Dashuai, do you want to shoot him all at once, let them taste the power of our Yongan cannon!" ”

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi just smiled and said: "It's too early, the reinforcements will not arrive in more than ten days at the earliest, and it's time for those Ming troops who have been attached to show their role, and order to go down and make way for the friendly forces behind you." ”

Liu Tong smiled, hugged his fists and said, "Obey the generalissimo's military orders!" ”

Fu Yingkui frowned and looked at the person standing on Yuan Rong's car, as if he had some familiar feelings, but he couldn't tell who it was, when he was thinking about it.

Several of the military formations of the Yong'an Army finally moved, but Fu Yingkui and the others still couldn't understand what the Yong'an Army was doing, so they saw the Yong'an Army give way to a few passages.

Fu Yingkui said strangely, what tricks is Xiao Yi playing?

Soon his imagination was answered, and a group of people rushed out of the several roads that branched off from the Yong'an army, although these people were much worse in quality than the soldiers of the Yong'an army, but they were more desperate in quantity.

Fu Yingkui said hatefully: "These people should be those traitors who belong to the Yong'an Army, Xiao Yi is really calculating, and he actually fights the same way as Tartar!" ”

Now that it has all become clear, Xiao also knew that the Jiancheng of Beijing would be difficult to conquer in a short period of time, so he let those Ming troops who had been attached to him attack the city as cannon fodder, and the elite were waiting for work.

A Beijing camp general asked, "Commander, what should I do?" ”

Fu Yingkui said hatefully: "What else can I do, open the cannon, how many can I kill, even if I can't beat the people of the Yong'an Army, I have to let them know that it is not so simple to capture my Ming Dynasty's Jingshi!" ”

Fu Yingkui said passionately, but the only soldiers in the Beijing camp who really took action were his more than 100 people, and the rest of the thousands were lazy and lazy, and they didn't have any hope for this battle that they would lose.

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"Kill!"

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering shouts and the continuous roar of cannons rose in an instant, and the same reason as the Jin soldiers after the annexation, the Ming army that was originally afraid of death and fear of war had the elite Yong'an Army standing quietly behind them, and suddenly they had a lot more confidence, and they directly changed from sheep to wolves, and attacked the unattainable Beijing division like a tide.

Solid lead bullets roared out from the mouths of dozens of Shenwei generals' cannons at the head of Beijing, and each time they bombarded the crowd, they formed a pool of minced flesh and blood, and the shouts were drowned out in the shouts of the army.

The Yong'an army fought all the way and won successively, taking advantage of the undefeated momentum, these Ming troops were also fierce and unafraid of death, and more than 200,000 people were like waves, constantly slapping the head of the city of Beijing.

Like a small dam in the rushing tide, the city of Beijing shook constantly, and the fierce shouting lasted for several hours.