The entire Tongzhou was killed by Zhou Huchen's men in an hour of corpses and a sea of blood, and as far as the eye could see, there were corpses of soldiers of the Dashun Army everywhere.

There is no need to worry about food anymore, the Dashun army has left many things, including tents, and this time there is no need to sleep in the wilderness. The only uncomfortable thing was that due to the continuous battle, the soldier's bubble nail armor was covered with purple-black bloodstains everywhere.

The enemy all ran away, and Zhou Huchen began to withdraw from Tongzhou, and the cavalry needed mobility and could not stay in this densely populated place for a long time.

By the canal, bonfires dot the night, and the firelight reflects every youthful face.

Finally, there was a chance to cook, and there were a lot of iron pots that were discarded by the enemy, and some of these pots were brought over, just in time for the last time. On a rare occasion, the soldiers had a full meal with warmth, and after the meal, the soldiers entered one tent after another, and they began their sweet dreams.

Zhou Huchen is also very tired, both physically and mentally, and can be said to be the most tired in this team.

After inspecting the surroundings, Zhou Huchen, who had entered the tent, was just about to fall asleep when a personal soldier ran over.

Two boats were found in the canal, and they seemed to be quite large. Some soldiers have begun to stand on guard and are asking if there will be an interdiction.

This should be a gentry or official who escaped, and Zhou Huchen's cavalry just opened a gap for them, which is estimated to allow many people to escape, and this should be just the beginning. Over time, many people will find this gap and will escape along this gap.

It doesn't matter, even a good thing, Zhou Huchen directly ordered: "Don't pay attention to it, except for a large number of enemy troops appearing, let them go!" ”

Gao Qiang's scout is the master of the night, which is more reassuring, and Zhou Huchen doesn't have to worry, so he slept directly.

This gap turned out to be a way of escape, as Zhou Huchen had predicted, and I don't know how many ships sailed through the canal that night, and on land, the people who ran out of the encirclement of Beijing were also like carp crossing the river, and lanterns and torches flickered in this gap almost overnight. It's just that Zhou Huchen didn't know that these people who took the land route just avoided this obvious garrison place.

The morning air was very fresh, breathing the smell of spring, looking at the green hanging on the branches, and the young green crops had been exposed, this situation made Zhou Huchen a little hard to believe that this was a cruel war period.

At this time, Liu Qi washed his face, and he ran over with a fart.

"Xiaohu, continue to be in Tongzhou, or attack other places?"

Zhou Huchen replied, "What are you doing here?" It is estimated that Li Zicheng will transfer troops over, and we will go around in a big circle, and then go north. ”

"Yes, there is no way anyway, Li Zicheng's thief army is too much, it's very troublesome! We're just fighting! Liu Qi lowered his eyelids and said helplessly:

Liu Qi's mood was heavy, and he shook his head slightly, his expression frustrated. Zhou Huchen was right, the siege of Beijing has become a reality, his side is all cavalry, once the enemy's large army comes, lined up, plus the enemy's cavalry harassment, it will be difficult to bargain, Li Zicheng will not be a real threat, and there is no meaning in Tongzhou.

After a short rest after the meal, five thousand sturdy knights mounted their horses again.

Set off on the outskirts of Tongzhou and head north, and after a few miles, the scouts spotted the enemy's sentry. These sentries of the Great Shun army were very weak, and they were slaughtered by Gao Qiang's men in a few rounds, and the cavalry team continued to advance without stopping.

Zhou Huchen left Tongzhou, and the entire city of Beijing was actually completely surrounded by the Dashun army, and the wheels of history continued to roll. While Zhou Huchen's cavalry galloped around the perimeter, the Dashun army began to besiege the city of Beijing.

The killing began again, but unfortunately, the people in Beijing did not know that there was still an army holding out, and this army had been fighting the Dashun army for three months in a row.

Since coming to the vicinity of Beijing, except for killing people, Zhou Huchen did not dare to let the soldiers touch anyone, even livestock. Zhou Huchen knew that the plague prevalent near Beijing City might be the plague, which was extremely contagious and had no cure, and that the infection of his own soldiers would make the entire army a tragedy.

Except for food, Zhou Huchen no longer allowed the soldiers to eat anything near Beijing, even if the drinking water had to be boiled before the soldiers were allowed to drink it.

It was already March 17 of the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, and after a long period of fighting, although the soldiers had adapted to it, their desire to fight was obviously declining, and Zhou Huchen also discovered this. The soldiers work hard, but they are tired, not only physically, but also mentally, this is an army with a sense of teamwork, and soldiers rely on perseverance and team support.

On the morning of 18 March, the sound of artillery was faintly heard in the direction of Beijing.

Zhou Huchen knew that the moment was coming, he couldn't remember the detailed date of history, and he didn't know if the date of history would change because of his appearance, but he knew that the moment of history was in front of him.

The sky suddenly changed, the wind rose, the yellow sand began to fly sideways, the yellow dust in the field of vision began to approach, and everywhere was a dusk.

Zhou Huchen's army was unable to move, there was no enemy around, and the soldiers dismounted to rest. Soon, a dull rain fell.

A spring thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and Zhou Huchen actually saw lightning.

"The sky has changed!"

Zhou Huchen sighed, there is thunder and lightning in such a season, is this a warning from God?

Liu Qi, who was beside Zhou Huchen, took off his helmet, he raised his head, and let the yellow rain slide down his cheeks: "This day is still going to change after all, Xiaohu is right, we can't control anything, and Shanxi can't control anything!" ”

Everyone understands that these 5,000 people have achieved the extreme, and the enemy has killed a lot, but the effect is lackluster, where do you kill, how many people you kill Li Zicheng doesn't care, he just needs to let those waste troops make up for it. The reason is still the problem of troops, without reinforcements, it is impossible to rely on 5,000 cavalry to fight against an enemy of nearly a million.

The landslide and the earth are about to crack, and my heart is heavy and depressing. Wu Yunguan, Sun Dayong and others were silent, the raindrops became more and more dense, and everyone stood quietly in the rain and let the rain wash away the pain in their hearts.

Such spring rains are rare, and what is even more incomprehensible is that the rain actually brings hail.

Liu Qi hurriedly put on the helmet, the hail was not big, but the hit on the helmet still rattled, making the scene even more depressing

On March 19, the 17th year of Chongzhen, Zhou Huchen and others held a clairvoyant mirror and watched the banner of Li Zicheng's army at the head of the city of Beijing being slowly raised.

In addition to Zhou Huchen, the soldiers were unbelievable, the city was thick and heavily guarded, and the capital of the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, Beijing City fell like this.

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