Wang Chengen didn't answer him, Chongzhen looked at the sky, about to usher in a new dawn, perhaps, it's time for the Ming Dynasty to end, he spread his hair, and had no face to see the ancestors, the queen, and the concubines were all dead, he was determined to hang himself, and only asked Li Zicheng not to hurt the people, nor to use his ministers and institutions.

"Cheng'en, I'm gone."

After Chongzhen finished speaking, he resolutely hanged himself, Ling Jingyang ran almost all the way, he vaguely saw a figure making the last preparations before hanging, and couldn't help shouting: "Don't die." ”

He thought that person could hear it, but Chongzhen was in a fog, he did hear Ling Jingyang's voice, but he couldn't understand Ling Jingyang's tone, Ling Jingyang used the language of later generations, in Chongzhen's ears, it was like a book from heaven, only understood the words Mo and death, and the other words, completely ignorant of what to do, maybe this is the thief's good legs and feet, rushing in front of the main force of the thief army, and killing into the palace to strengthen some gold and silver.

Wang Chengen's eyes were thieves, and he saw a man dressed in brocade clothes and a thousand households, carrying a knife to kill here, and he hurriedly said to Chongzhen: "The old slave will protect Your Majesty for the last time." ”

He held a three-eyed gun and fired at Ling Jingyang, of course Ling Jingyang knew that the power of the three-eyed gun was not as powerful as the Qing army's bird gun, but it could still kill people, even if it couldn't be killed, it could leave a terrifying and difficult wound to heal at the hit part.

Wang Chengen's three-eyed gun had no gunpowder for a long time, and after it was pulled, it didn't make a sound, but let Ling Jingyang rush in front of him, Ling Jingyang put Wang Chengen in a fist, and then looked at the person who was about to hang himself, dressed in a dragon robe, with a cloak and a desolate expression on his face, who else would it be if it wasn't Chongzhen?

Ling Jingyang didn't have the slightest politeness, and opened his mouth to scold: "You are that waste?" ”

Chongzhen will hear it clearly, the brocade guard Qianhu in front of him actually scolded him for being a waste, he was a little annoyed, but he couldn't do anything, let Ling Jingyang continue to despise him, Wang Chengen got up from the ground, and once again blocked between Ling Jingyang and Chongzhen, protecting His Majesty with a chest that was not strong.

Ling Jingyang continued: "You two just died like this, what about responsibility? ”

Chongzhen was about to collapse, Ling Jingyang's accent was so weird, it was difficult for him to understand Ling Jingyang's meaning, and said, "Do you want my head?" Take it, dedicate it to Li Zicheng, maybe there will be a reward? ”

Ling Jingyang could understand Chongzhen's words, and before he came back, he also tutored the dialects of all over the country, although he couldn't speak, he could understand some of them, he once again threw Wang Chengen aside, and said to Chongzhen: "Don't die or live here, hurry up and follow me, maybe there is still a way to live?" ”

After finishing speaking, he took off Chongzhen's dragon robe, Chongzhen refused, Ling Jingyang punched into the air, Chongzhen was stunned, he was really a little afraid that Ling Jingyang would give him a punch, he was the body of a dragon, how could he withstand the heavy punch of this reckless man.

He was stunned, and the dragon robe on his body was torn off by Ling Jingyang, who saw a few soldiers' armor on the way here, and he should have abandoned the Ming army and was unwilling to surrender to Dashun.

Ling Jingyang put these armors in the water tanks on both sides of the road, he pulled Chongzhen, and Wang Chengen came to the vicinity of the water tank, took out the two armors from the water tank, and forced Chongzhen to put on the armor regardless of whether the armor was still wet.

Chongzhen held the determination to die, and didn't pay attention to Ling Jingyang at all, just closed his eyes, waiting for the Dashun saber, gun, sword and halberd to enter the flesh, Wang Chengen on the side saw Chongzhen looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, for fear that Ling Jingyang would really cut His Majesty with a knife, so he quickly wiped the armor again, and then put it on Chongzhen.

"You two change your clothes, go out of the city with me, don't die and leave a mess for future generations to clean up."

This sentence made Chongzhen a little angry, but the capital has been broken by the Dashun army, where can they go?

Wang Chengen helped Chongzhen put on the armor, and also put on the armor for himself, and said: "This general, this capital is full of thieves, and there are more young people, if you want to dedicate Your Majesty to the thieves, just the three of us, how can we get out of the city?" ”

"The city is full of thieves, and there are countless soft bones that surrendered to Dashun, we can also make these soft bones and temporarily inhabit the military camp of Dashun, isn't it beautiful?"

Ling Jingyang has always thought that the most dangerous place is the safest place, and the three of them can surrender to the army under a pseudonym and become the leader of the Dashun Army, which is better than dying.

When Chongzhen heard this, his blood was rolling, the Ming Dynasty was overthrown by Dashun, he was the king of a country, and he even had to surrender to the Dashun army, hiding in the enemy's military camp and stealing his life, it was better to die.

"I, never!"

Ling Jingyang's eyes widened, and he said, "In the Dashun Army barracks, at least you can know how you were defeated by Li Zicheng." ”

Chongzhen just now still had the idea of never surrendering, and collapsed in an instant, thinking, yes, how could the million-strong army of the Ming Dynasty be wiped out by Li Zicheng, a thief, maybe when he went to break into the military camp, he could see something different, something more profound than the twists and turns presented by those ministers and generals.

Chongzhen was silent, acquiescing to Ling Jingyang's suggestion, Ling Jingyang said to him: "You are too domineering like this, lower your head a little, hunch your back a little, and you, an internal servant, don't wait and see left and right there, from now on, you are the soldiers in the capital, the soldiers who surrendered to the Dashun army." ”

Chongzhen and Wang Chengen were reprimanded by Ling Jingyang, from the king of a country and the chief eunuch to two Ming soldiers armed with waist knives.

Passing by the place where Queen Zhou hanged herself, Chongzhen burst into tears, if you listen to the queen's words, it would be good to leave for Yingtianfu as soon as possible, you have to die to save face and suffer the crime, now that the queen is dead, the queen's corpse makes him uncomfortable and can't breathe.

Ling Jingyang said: "Don't cry and cry, put these clothes in your hands, the thieves will think that we are rebels who take advantage of the chaos to rob." ”

Ling Jingyang asked Wang Chengen again if he had any silver on him?

Wang Chengen also wasted a lot of energy, only to know what Ling Jingyang meant, he hurriedly ran to a room, took out more than 100 taels of silver, all stuffed to Ling Jingyang, Ling Jingyang was very happy, the three of them continued to walk outside the palace with the silver, at this time the palace gate was opened by the eunuchs, a small number of Dashun cavalry rushed in, and there were constantly Ming soldiers kneeling on the ground and praying for life.

At this time, in the capital, the resistance to the Dashun army was gradually eliminated, and some loyal ministers chose to commit suicide, but more ministers were ready to welcome the new Son of Heaven, and they had the strength to resist the Ming army and surrendered as a formation.

After the Dashun army entered the city, it did not kill the people of the capital, but quickly occupied the city defense, and all the troops rushed to the palace, occupied there, captured Chongzhen alive, announced the fall of the Ming Dynasty, and the rise of the Great Shun.