In March 1644, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, under the night, the people in the city were panicked, outside the city were hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Dashun army, a large part of which was the border army of the Ming Dynasty, they used weapons to kill their former comrades, many people in the attack on the capital, there was no discomfort, but felt that following King Li Chuang would not be hungry, there were many years of not seeing the military salary, they were eager to kill into the capital, support the new emperor, and obtain the merit of the dragon.

The army in the city is disheartened, the soldiers do not know the generals, the generals do not know the soldiers, and the palace is also a rumor, the eunuchs and palace maids are like headless flies, running in the palace, the most important forbidden army, has long been dispersed, either hiding at home, or in the barracks, waiting for the surrender of Li Zicheng.

At this time in the capital, there are not many civil and military ministers who are willing to accompany Chongzhen to die, and there are many civil and military ministers, just waiting for the Dashun army to enter the city, tying up the great tomorrow, and giving it to the new emperor as a gift package, and mixing an official and a half-post in the new dynasty, which is much better than following the ruthless and unrighteous Zhu Youzhen.

In a corner of the palace, a man of medium stature covered his head and kneaded his temples with his palms, trying to make his brain more comfortable.

After a while, his brain was more comfortable, and he put down his palm, he knew where this was, and he also knew that this was the place of death, this place of death was from the perspective of Emperor Chongzhen, and in a different direction, he regarded himself as Li Zicheng's person, or was about to work for Li Zicheng, this is a blessed land.

Ling Jingyang tried to open his eyes, in the palace where people's hearts were crowded, no one cared about him, he hid in the corner of the underworld, watching the Great Xia general, and the people in the palace looked ugly, a little funny.

"Sure enough, it's a bunch of waste."

Ling Jingyang stood up, patted the dust on his body, and touched the weapon on his waist with his hand, he really didn't expect that when he came back from eight hundred years, he would be able to bring his beloved weapon back together, which can be regarded as a major technological breakthrough, right?

It's still March, the weather is neither hot nor cold, Ling Jingyang sat in the corner of the palace, looking at the emperor's usually high-spirited brocade guards, at this time like a mouse, grabbing some valuable things in the palace, Ling Jingyang suddenly sneered, because he saw a brocade guard Qianhu hurriedly took off the flying fish suit, and then changed into civilian clothes, and disappeared into the night without looking back.

Outside the city, began to sound the sound of artillery, this is the prelude to the beginning of the siege of the Dashun army, the soldiers and civilians in the city are frightened, loyal to the Ming people, the heart is like ashes, to welcome the people of the new dynasty of Dashun, yearning for the continuation of the glory of the past in the Dashun court.

Ling Jingyang stepped forward, put on the flying fish suit that he had dragged down, and then put the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and slowly walked out of the palace, along the way, there were constantly routs running in front of him, as long as the people who stopped in front of him, they were all beaten away with scabbards, and after a while, they came to the harem, which was silent, Ling Jingyang was a little surprised, he subconsciously thought that the harem should be more chaotic, who would have thought that it would be terrible to be quiet here.

This is the place where the last emperor of the capital was martyred, and Ling Jingyang is interested in wandering here, this is a real royal garden, much stronger than those imitation gardens in later generations.

He looked at it for a while, continued to walk to the deepest part of the harem, and suddenly stopped in front of a courtyard, a woman hanged herself, although the woman died, but her outfit made Ling Jingyang a little curious, he stepped forward to take a look, and found that the woman's lower clothes were sewn up with needles and threads.

Ling Jingyang felt even more incredible, what kind of death is this? So take a closer look, although this woman has died, judging from her face, it should be around thirty-five or sixteen, Ling Jingyang looked at the woman's clothes again, and suddenly realized that this woman is preserving her last chastity, hoping not to be insulted by thieves after death, Ling Jingyang was in awe.

He didn't know that this woman was Chongzhen's queen, thinking that it was just a concubine in the palace who was buried for Daming, so he took down the woman's body, put it on the ground, and prepared to leave.

But suddenly heard the wind in the back of his head, as if there was a yin wind hitting the back of his head, Ling Jingyang was like a spring, slammed forward, the sneak attacker slashed into the air, Ling Jingyang quickly adjusted his body, and let himself face the sneak attacker.

The one who attacked him was a soldier in armor, he glared at Ling Jingyang angrily, and shouted: "You and other traitors dare to insult the queen's body, and you don't die quickly?" ”

After speaking, another knife came over, Ling Jingyang watched this soldier walk unsteadily, although he attacked him with a big knife, but the speed was too slow, as if the previous knife had exhausted all his strength, and this attack seemed soft.

Ling Jingyang for the sake of planning, but it is more than half a year to strengthen his body, but it is not enough to strengthen his body, half a year ago, he received the devil training of the world's top killers, and was trained by the killer to death, and finally achieved a small success, but the distance from the experienced killer is the same as the Mariana Trench.

In the face of the soldiers hundreds of years ago, Ling Jingyang was not careless at all, he didn't want to be cut down by a small soldier when he first arrived?

He pulled out his pistol and was about to give the soldier a shot in the thigh, but the soldier suddenly fell to the ground, and the whole person lay straight on the ground.

Ling Qingtian didn't say much, and continued to walk towards the harem, he was going to Coal Mountain, find the Son of Heaven, and take him out of this chaos.

In fact, he still can't understand why the country's top brass let him come back, in the era in which he lived, countries around the world had expanded the scope of human activities to the deep space of the universe, and the military of various countries spent nearly a hundred years finally finding a time crack in the vast space.

This rift is fleeting, not only his country, but also the other forces on the planet are also seizing the opportunity, wanting to let their masters go back to the past, change the direction of history, and strive for the greatest interests for their own countries in the parallel world.

But no matter which side of the force, the warships and personnel sent were bombarded into space fragments by the powerful electromagnetic in the space-time rift, and the space battleships that looked extremely hard were so weak in deep space.

Many countries have lost a large number of space warships and military masters, and if they continue to lose power, I am afraid that they will not be able to stand on the planets that have been colonized, so they have to watch the space-time rift gradually disappear, everyone knows that this time the rift disappears, and the next time they meet, it will be a thousand years later.

Ling Jingyang is not a soldier, nor is he a scientific researcher, as a senior hacker and amateur sanda, he accidentally broke through a certain country's space system, learned about the space-time rift, and began to prepare for it, especially to strengthen his physical fitness.

The warships of all countries in the world were annihilated, but Ling Jingyang relied on powerful hacking technology to infiltrate the National Space Administration, and before he could continue to black, the door was kicked open, and Ling Jingyang was pressed to the ground by a group of soldiers, and then was blindfolded and dragged in front of the leaders of the Space Agency.

The leader was a little old man, looked at Ling Jingyang, and said lightly.

"Ling Jingyang, twenty-five, a senior hacker, began to practice sanda for ten years at the age of ten, and then indulged in hacking technology and couldn't extricate himself, abandoned Sanda, and suffered a lot in the past six months, this arm, this thigh is not worse than you guys."

He pointed to the nearby soldiers, meaning that Ling Jingyang, a hacker, has better physical fitness than you, Ling Jingyang was blindfolded, and shouted: "Lao Tzu is not sorry for the country, you do this, what about your conscience?" ”

The little old man suddenly became angry and said: "We have lost twenty space aircraft carriers, and there are five thousand soldiers, and other countries have also suffered heavy losses, you are still here to show off a black technology at this time, I want you to get out of here when I see you, and the last spaceship, only one person can be accommodated, so I will send you there, right?" ”

Ling Jingyang was furious, if it weren't for the fact that the soldiers were so pressed that he couldn't move, he would have beaten this old man's old face, and he scolded: "Your skills are so immature, if you explode halfway, won't you let me go to death?" ”

The old man shrugged his shoulders, came to Ling Jingyang's ear, and said softly: "I know you want to go, and I know which dynasty you want to go to, we will send you to the night when Chongzhen hanged himself, you have to take advantage of this opportunity." ”

Before Ling Jingyang could say anything, he was lifted up by the soldiers and sent to a small spaceship cabin, the spaceship was very old, and he could really only let him sail alone, the hatch was closed, and the little old man waved his hand to him, Ling Jingyang just wanted to say something, he was tied to the cockpit, the spaceship was ignited, and rushed towards the space-time crack.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Jingyang woke up suddenly, he found that the spaceship finally began to land, but when it landed, it actually disintegrated in the air, fortunately it was in the dark night, and it happened to land in the corner of the Bauhinia City Palace.

This coordinate is designated according to the coordinates of the Forbidden City in later generations, and the city is in chaos, Ling Jingyang can lie in the corner and rest for a while, recuperating enough energy to prepare for the next move.

He planned to go to Coal Mountain and take that mean guy away, with him, at least the Ming Dynasty would not be scattered, and the essence of the group of human infighting in the south would not be broken by the Qing army.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but speed up, if that guy hanged himself in front of him, the significance of his coming to 1644 would be greatly reduced, and he even thought about it, if he couldn't save Chongzhen and couldn't break through, the pistol on his waist would be his final destination.

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Coal Mountain, Chongzhen wandered here desolately, not long ago, he was still here to encourage the defenders of the capital, there are excellent artillery in the city, there is still a war force, a few years ago Jiannu in the capital is also in vain, which makes him still have a little bit of confidence, but really when the Dashun army is killed, the soldiers in the city face the Dashun army like a wolf and a tiger, the army is disheartened, and they can't wait to open the city gate immediately and surrender Li Zicheng.

He listened to the shouts of killing not far away, and knew that the Dashun army had entered the city, and there were not many troops loyal to him in the city, and the resistance was not great, and the Dashun army was scrambling to kill in the city, and after a while, he would die under the sword of the Dashun army.

Looking at the crooked neck tree, he decided to die, he had a lot of hatred, and more regrets, all gone with the wind, at this time there was only one eunuch Wang Chengen by his side to follow him, this was the last person to accompany him, he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"That's it?"