Li Xiao didn't speak, and took the letterhead with a wooden face. I looked at the fire paint and opened the envelope directly.

Yang Sichang's urgent letter from the Ministry of War asked Li Xiao to immediately lead his troops into King Qin.

Li Xiao shook his head helplessly, the backwardness of information transmission gave him an advantage. Even though it's just a flying pigeon, it's not such a high-tech means. But he still let Li Xiao know the latest news in the capital, and the flying pigeon passed the book early this morning. Qian Qianyi led his troops into the palace yesterday, and under the threat and temptation, he had already hugged Zhu Youzhen out of the capital to Nanjing. And just yesterday at noon, Huang Taiji and Zhang Xianzhong had already begun to attack the Bauhinia Pass Great Wall Fortress!

The current capital is already anarchy. When Yang Sichang's letter was sent, he must have been aware of Qian Qianyi's actions.

"Father-in-law, you see that this is a letter from Yang Bingbu, asking me to bring troops into King Qin. But look, do I still have soldiers in my hands? "Li Xiao spread his hands, there are really no soldiers.

"Since Yang Shangshu has sent a letter, it must be that the capital is tight. The old slave doesn't know about military affairs, and everything depends on Brother Xiao'er. From the old slave's point of view, Brother Xiao, you should take this army to the capital. Anyway, there is a letter from Yang Shangshu, and there is an old slave, you are entering Beijing by order. No one else will criticize! Seeing Yang Sichang's earnest words, Wang Tiqian was not calm. If it weren't for the urgency of 100,000 things, Yang Sichang would never have spoken to Li Xiao in such a low voice.

What I want is your old bastard!

"In that case, the boy will accompany you on a trip. But wait! Li Xiao said a few words to Shunzi, and Shunzi immediately ran away.

Wang Tiqian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and finally waited until almost noon, and then waited for a battalion transferred by Li Xiao. This is a battalion left by the first division in Jinan, which can be regarded as watching the barracks. Now he has also been pulled out by Li Xiao, and this time he went to the capital without a force that could be used.

Now the capital is almost empty, and God knows if there will be riots. In a large city with a population of one million, if there is a riot, it will definitely be a disaster. And Li Xiao still has to hurry, after all, Huang Taiji Zhang Xianzhong is not waiting for anyone. Yesterday, the attack on Bauhinia Pass began, and Li Xiao felt that it would be good for the defenders of Bauhinia Pass to hold out for half a day.

Now it's time to work with Huang Taiji, and I looked at the nine thousand honor guards behind me, hoping that these guys can take care of things.

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When Li Xiao marched towards the capital, Huang Taiji had already climbed to the head of the Bauhinia Pass, which was still smoking gunpowder. There were corpses everywhere, many of them Ming soldiers wearing cotton armor. However, there are more chaotic people in tattered shirts, and there are almost no flag soldiers wearing Eight Banners uniforms.

Last night's battle shocked him, Huang Taiji didn't expect the Ming army guarding Bauhinia Pass to be so tenacious. I was also shocked by the cheapness and madness of the rioters!

Many of the rebels didn't even have shoes, and their bare feet were purple from the cold. There was only a large wooden stick in his hand, which he had picked up from the hands of a dead man. Huang Taiji even saw the guy who dared to climb above the city pass with his bare hands.

If a person is poor, his life is worthless. For a bowl of gruel that can illuminate the shadow of a person, and two frozen cakes. These people can risk their lives to fight! Hunger gives them infinite strength and the courage to face death. Perhaps, many people want to die, but they are reluctant to give themselves a knife, or they are afraid of the painful struggle of hanging.

The man rushed up like a tidal wave, and then he was knocked down by a large piece of fire and a large piece by a bow and arrow. When you get to the bottom of the city, you will be scalded by the boiling water poured down from the city. Those who were not shot, scalded, or burned to death had to face the swords and guns of the Ming army after climbing to the top of the city.

These people smashed with sticks, threw with bricks, and even bit with teeth. I can't see at all that it is the same ethnic group that is being bloodily torn apart. They seem to be born with a deep hatred, but the chaotic people who have been hungry for a long time are the opponents of the well-trained Ming army.

One batch was killed, and before he could catch his breath, another batch pounced. The frequency of attacks and the speed with which human lives disappeared were unprecedented in Huang Taiji. This is not a war, this is a massacre.

Later, after pondering for a while, Huang Taiji understood Zhang Xianzhong's intentions, he just wanted to use these people to exhaust the Ming army at the head of the city to death.

I have never figured out why a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns can make the rebels burst out with such powerful combat power. After seeing those who were wailing in the wild and using their fingers to scrape the bark of grass roots in the ground, Huang Taiji understood. For these people, the temptation of a bowl of hot porridge and two cold steamed buns is enormous. For these two things, they are really willing to fight with their lives.

Zhang Xianzhong assured them that as long as he took the Bauhinia Pass and the capital, he would feed everyone and give everyone clothes to wear.

He drew a big loaf of bread for everyone, but he didn't know how many corpses would be covered on the road to it.

The hungry and crazy people just look at this mirage-like pie and move along this road of death. Either fill yourself into this big pit like a stone, or burn yourself like chopping wood. Those who were not starved to death, who were not filled into the pits, who were not burned. Only then can we finally reach this big pie, and as for how many people will be left at that time, only God knows.

For the first time, Huang Taiji had a chilling feeling, and Houjin had a famine. But it didn't make this virtue! He saw the power of hunger, and it was no wonder that the Han people always said that the heavens and the earth eat the most. The Jurchens were starving, but Liaodong was vast and sparsely populated, and people could always get food by beating roe deer and scooping fish. But these hundreds of thousands of people are like locusts, even if they beat fat pigs, they will eat them all.

"That's what they did when they attacked Xi'an, and the defenders of Xi'an were more defeated than defeated. No matter who it is, keep swinging a knife and slashing people. Even if you don't die of exhaustion, you will go crazy, and the life of this Han person is really worthless. Witnessing the deplorable deplorment of the rioters, Dorgon casually kicked off an arm at his feet.

In the morning light, the arms are very white, and the fingers on them are as delicate and straight as shallots. This should be a woman's hand, and it should still be a beautiful woman's hand. The owner of this hand must be pampered, maybe she is a lady.

No matter who she was, she could only lie in a messy pile of corpses with incomplete bones now. The rioters lit a fire not far away, and many people gathered around it.

The fuel at the beginning was some window lattices and wooden doors closed by Bauhinia, but there were more people who lit the fire. The fuel becomes the corpses that can be seen everywhere, and the corpses seem to be lit well. Get a few pieces of wood and light a bonfire, and throw the mangled corpses inside, and soon the human oil is roasted.

Large drops of human oil fueled the fire and also brought the smell of barbecue.

Huang Taiji and Dolgon covered their noses and retreated, estimating that they would not touch the barbecue for a long time.

"Great Khan! Lord Belle! The Bauhinia Pass has been taken, let's go to the capital. Zhang Xianzhong's face was full of red light and he was very excited, just now he smashed open the treasury of Bauhinia Pass. There was a lot of food in it, and there was even a lot of money. Good things, with this money and food, he can coerce more people to go to the capital to seek development. As for whether to eat food or eat people when he arrives in the capital, it is not something he considers.

Anyway, let's take the capital first, Huang Taiji promised Zhang Xianzhong. After taking the capital, he was named the king of Guanzhong, and Guanzhong was his Zhang Xianzhong's territory in the future. Think about it, but four years ago, he was still a fast catcher in the yamen. I can't live a good life, and I have to secretly rob to get enough to eat when I get off the rails. In troubled times, it is indeed a paradise for the ruthless.

Zhang Xianzhong is glad that he was born in this troubled era, as long as he can ensure his glory and wealth. Killing is not a problem, nor is how many people die. As long as it's not yourself who dies, everything is not a problem.

He loves this troubled time, he loves this troubled time. He wants to live forever in this troubled world, forever! Forever!