Some people get the favor of God, no matter how bumpy their life experience is, but they can always shine like gold, Hong Chengchou is such a person, he was born poor and had been reduced to a peddler selling dried tofu, but this poor disciple can still rise to the top, the official to the military department Shangshu Jiliao Governor, the process of struggle can be called inspirational, and the smooth career is like a miracle, it can be said to be the pride of heaven blessed by God. ^^Library].7]uy].

If Hong Chengchou died in the battle of Songjin, then he could leave a name in history, if it weren't for Fan Cheng, who was like fine hair, found that Hong Chengchou, who was under house arrest, lightly brushed off the ashes on his clothes, and then said to the emperor: "Chengchou is not dead." Cheng Chou still cherishes the robe, but what about his body? The emperor accepted the professional advice of Fan Cheng Zhang Cunren and others, took care of Hong Chengchou, treated him with kindness and courtesy, and finally persuaded him to surrender to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, so Hong Chengchou would not be accused of forgetting his righteousness and betraying his ancestors.

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world, Hong Chengchou can only desperately watch as the shells explode in his own position, and his loyal subordinates keep falling in the explosion, he can't understand why the Sichuan army attacked so wildly, and the shells poured out as if they didn't want money, just like he didn't understand why he didn't die in the first place or why he didn't hold out to the end.

Qingyu didn't get it, and he didn't enjoy the wealth, and in the end, he was isolated in the barren mountains and wilderness, and his life hung by a thread, so he was not as brave as he was at the beginning.

Lu Haoshan gave an order, Li Dingguo, Tang Qiang and others where would they be polite, there was no place to vent their anger, and now they happened to take Hong Chengchou, who was shrinking in Dingjun Mountain, out of anger, and his hatred for Han Jian was definitely not less than that of the Qing army, that is, Hong Chengchou's surrender, the morale of the Ming Dynasty would plummet, which caused an uproar in the Central Plains at that time, because Hong Chengchou was the only senior general in Chongzhen who had not been punished, and his status was also stable and rising after the defeat of the bandits, but in this way he still betrayed the Ming Dynasty and made people feel ashamed.

Such a person should not be killed, then there is no heavenly reason.

More than a dozen generals' cannons were lined up, and they couldn't help but say that they were bombarding indiscriminately against Dingjun Mountain. This improved version of the general has a long range and great power, and when he blows up a pit, Hong Chengchou only has an ordinary tiger squat cannon in his hand, and the range is less than one-half of the general's cannon. The original Hongyi cannon was also blown up by Li Dingguo, in fact, even if there was a Hongyi cannon, it was useless, and they were all beaten.

After a few rounds of shelling, the positions on Dingjun Hill were already in shambles, and the artillery sound had just subsided. Several groups of people had rushed forward in a hurry, the heavy shield soldiers were in front of the arrows and rolling logs, and the musketeers followed behind, setting fire to the guns and throwing grenades, as soon as they opened with firearms, the artillery under the mountain was not idle, and they had been escorting the charging soldiers, and they were bombarding wherever they came.

"Brothers, kill, capture the Han Jian Hong Chengchou alive."

"Capture Hong Chengchou alive!"

"Capture Hong Chengchou alive!"

"Capture Hong Chengchou alive!"

A group of soldiers roared and rushed up. Like destroying the withering and decaying, breaking through the Qing army's fortifications again and again, like an unstoppable torrent has been moving forward, the Qing army's weapons on Dingjun Mountain are not as good as the Sichuan army, and the morale is also downwind, nothing to fire a few artillery from time to time to remove a few sentry posts, every day is in fear of the day, the morale of a group of soldiers has long been low to the point, seeing the Sichuan army launch a general offensive, many people have a sense of relief in their hearts.

It's uncomfortable to live in the shadow of death every day, so it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible.

The morale of the Sichuan army is like a rainbow. Because of the excitement, all of them turned red, and in contrast to the Sichuan army, Hong Chengchou, standing on Dingjun Mountain, was as pale as paper. Although he held the sword in his hand, if he looked closely, he could see that the tip of the sword was trembling slightly.

"General, let's escort and rush out."

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, general, we will be fine."

"These Manchus are really unreliable. How many days have the beacons been fired, so many troops, here is only a mile away from Hanzhong, and now the reinforcements have not arrived, what are they going to eat? ”

"Oh my God, are we going to be abandoned?"

"It's better for us to come down, the east doesn't fight the west, whoever gives food will give him his life."

"I'm just afraid of the difficulty, from being surrounded to the present, I have never heard of the Sichuan army to surrender"

Although there are differences in the content of what you say, the same thing is that they are desperate for each other, the firepower of the Sichuan army has increased unabated, and the reinforcements who are eager to penetrate have not arrived, which makes the soldiers present disheartened.

The hearts of the people are scattered, the team is not easy to lead, Hong Chengchou showed a trace of despair in his eyes, his heart was full of remorse, he couldn't enjoy the happiness with the accusations of the ages, he knew that it was better to fight for a loyal martyr's reputation, and now it is not good to pull down his face again to be a house slave, the Sichuan army shouted loudly one by one to capture the big Han Jian alive, even if he used his ass to think that there would be no good end in their hands, Qin Hui, who colluded with foreign clans to frame Yue Fei, was nailed to the shame pillar of history, and it was a lesson from the past to cast a bronze statue and be spurned by the world.

Thinking of Qin Hui, Hong Chengchou's face turned even paler.

Just when Hong Chengchou was remorseful, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Zhao Zhen, Qin Chuan, what are you going to do?" ”

When everyone heard this, they saw that at some point a group of people with weapons quietly surrounded them, and their eyes were quite unkind.

Zhao Zhen is a burly bald man with scars on his face, which gives people a very strong feeling, especially the fierce light that comes out of the corner eyes, which makes people feel like a devouring beast, seeing his little abacus makes people see through it, and then said with a sneer:

"The Manchu Eight Banners never put our Han Eight Banners in their eyes, and regarded us as his dogs, now we have become abandoned, and the artillery of the Sichuan Army is powerful, and there is only one death if you wait, have you heard, the Sichuan Army is saying to capture the Han Jian alive, as long as we sacrifice the person that the Sichuan Army wants, maybe there is no need to die and be rewarded, General Hong, you can't escape anyway, it's better to be cheap with these brothers of yours, you can rest assured, we will burn paper money for you during the New Year's holidays in the future."

"Hehe" Qin Chuan stretched out his tongue and licked his mouth and said, "General Hong, the brothers follow you, there is no merit and hard work, you have a lot of adults, please fulfill the brothers." ”

The name of the person who roared just now was Kong Sen, who was the captain of Hong Chengchou's personal guard, and when he heard this, he was furious and said: "You white-eyed wolves, the general treats you badly, even if you don't do your duty, you still want to betray the master to save glory?" ”

"Hahaha" Zhao Zhen looked up to the sky and smiled, and then said with a disdainful face: "This is not chilling? Anyone can say this, but General Hong will be exempted, how the emperor of the previous dynasty treated General Hong is obvious to everyone in the world, but is it the same as throwing himself into a foreign enemy? said that the white-eyed wolf is not as white as our General Hong, at least the Sichuan army is his own person, hehe, catch him and dedicate him to the Sichuan army, we call it abandoning the dark and turning to the light, maybe he will become a hero. ”

"Lao Zhao, don't talk nonsense with him" Qin Chuan roared loudly: "Brothers, go up." ”

After that, a group of ill-intentioned men and horses grabbed their weapons and rushed up, Kong Sen saw it and roared, while protecting the pale-faced Hong Chengchou while fighting with the rebels, the scene was chaotic for a while.

The situation changed drastically, Hong Chengchou seemed to turn a deaf ear, his face seemed to change color, white for a while, red for a while, blue for a while, his face was like his mood, complicated, Zhao Zhen's words were like a slap on his face, at this moment, Hong Chengchou's eyes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, fragments of his own life:

Born in a scholarly family but poor, although he was young, he felt the coldness of human affection early;

At the age of 11, his family was really poor, so he could only drop out of selling dried tofu, and at the age of 11, he used the method of doing homework for his students to sell out his dried tofu quickly, and also used this method to get the attention of his husband, so as to accept him as his younger brother for free and cultivate him carefully;

In the forty years of Wanli (115 years), he was promoted in the examination, and in the second year, he was a second-class jinshi, that year, he was only 23 years old, that year, the spring breeze was full of ambition, and the door of wealth and nobility had been opened to himself;

At the turn of the spring and summer of the second year of Chongzhen (1629), Wang Zuogui, a peasant in Qingjian County, Shaanxi, led the rebel army to attack Hancheng, as the governor of Shaanxi Province, he stayed firmly when many officials fled with their heads in their soft arms, organized the township to suppress, and finally won the bet.

In the past, when he was favored, he hung out a couplet in the hall: "Jun'en is as deep as the sea, and the courtiers are as heavy as a mountain", and after surrendering to the Manchu Dynasty, some scholars added one word to each of his couplets: "Jun's grace is as deep as the sea!" Is the courtier's festival as heavy as a mountain? At that moment, I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill down;

I heard that after I surrendered, my parents silently smashed the Jinshi monument that I had erected at the head of the village with a hammer, and the brothers broke off their love and friends, and secretly sent someone to send back the money and abandoned it;

That scene surged in his heart, Hong Chengchou felt that his life could be written into a book, there were laughter and tears, family affection, pain and regret in the book, and there were many ifs in his heart, but unfortunately there were no ifs in the world, at this moment, he had to drink the bitter wine he brewed himself.

Zhao Zhen and Qin Chuan rebelled in times of crisis, for some reason, Hong Chengchou did not have a grudge against them in his heart, or this is more mourning than death, at this time the scene was a mess, and from time to time someone screamed and fell, but Hong Chengchou turned a deaf ear, only to see him suddenly kneel down towards Jing's side, laugh miserably, and then swing his sword to kill himself, and at the moment he fell to the ground, Hong Chengchou heard the desperate howl of his own guard captain Kong Sen.

Hong Chengchou's personal guards have more than 20 people, and there are nearly two people who followed Zhao Zhen and Qin Chuan's rebellion, although the personal guards are carefully selected warriors, for the elite, but they are outnumbered, and in the end they were all killed, then Zhao Zhen did not hesitate, he couldn't be captured alive, and still cut off Hong Chengchou's head with a knife (to be continued. )

Note: Hong Chengchou (October 16, 1593 - April 3, 1665), the character Yan Yan, the number Hengjiu has less information today, and at least more tomorrow!