Li Zicheng and his party galloped into the mountain, but they didn't know the mountain road, and someone accidentally stepped on the trap and lost his ability to move and fell to the ground.

Two people couldn't bear to abandon them, so they stopped, leaving behind to protect their comrades, and at the same time buying time for Li Zicheng. They were soon surrounded by villagers, and countless hoes and blunt knives came from all directions.

The three of them resisted with knives, and although they killed some villagers with their combat experience, they were finally defeated by two fists and four hands, and were beaten to death by the group training who was not afraid of death.

Li Zicheng had good foot strength and quickly ran a long way, but unfortunately he reached a dangerous place and had to slow down.

The mountains here are tightly locked, the cliffs are like cutting, the gorge next to them is five or six zhang deep, and the remaining 8 people can only stick to the mountain wall and move forward with difficulty.

"Folks, smash them with stones!" Cheng Jiubo quickly followed, and shouted when he saw this.

Li Zicheng was already halfway away, and when he heard the villagers rushing over, he looked back and sighed, "If I knew this was the case, it would be better to kill it back."

Before he could finish his remorse, a hundred and ten stones flew in, and the cliffs smashed with a loud sound.

Li Zicheng couldn't dodge, he didn't pay attention, and was hit on the head by a stone, and fell off the cliff in severe pain.

The other 7 people were also difficult to parry, and two people fell, two of them walked through this place dangerously and dangerously, and ran quickly to find rescuers, and finally three people jumped off the cliff to save their masters.

Where are the villagers willing to let go, some people stick to the cliff, some people spare the road and continue to chase.

Two quarters of an hour later, Li Zicheng at the bottom of the cliff woke up slowly, stood up in pain, suddenly felt dizzy, and sat on the ground again.

He looked at the bleak and miserable environment around him, and the tragic things of the past year came to his heart.

Originally, he was marching forward, all the way from Xi'an to Jingshi, and sat on the dragon chair of the Ming Dynasty, at that time, how high-spirited he was.

However, since he met those braided northern savages, he has never had a good life.

First, the defeated army that was killed at Shanhaiguan fled all the way to Shanxi.

As a result, the Taihang Mountain can't stop it, and the four major towns of the two Great Walls can't stop it.

Easily crushed his army and ravaged himself in his own base camp.

Think about it, at that time, there were 800,000 troops in the entire north, and they were wiped out in a few months.

"Is this a dream?" Li Zicheng laughed miserably, so many old people died in battle and ran away, and now, he has really become a loner.

He really hoped that this was all a dream, and when he woke up tomorrow morning, he got up and walked out of the big tent, Liu Minzong, Li Guo, Song Xiance, Tian Wenxiu and other Wenchen generals were standing outside the tent and bowing to him.

He was still the dazzling king, riding a dark horse and shining armor in endless splendor and cheers, leading thousands of troops to attack the city and plunder the land.

He is still the one who sits on the dragon chair of the Imperial Palace, loudly rewarding the military generals who follow him, you are the prince of the country, you are the marquis, hahaha, fight the world together, and enjoy wealth together! Hahaha......

Ay...... Everything is lost......

Regret that you shouldn't have attacked Shanhaiguan......

Regret that you shouldn't trust those generals of the Ming Dynasty......

Regret shouldn't be a hard fight with ***......

"If a year ago, E, who stayed in Xi'an and asked Chongzhen for a throne, should be the King of Qin now...... Hey......" Li Zicheng shook his head.

"Uncle Jiu, that one-eyed bandit is sitting over there!"

"Go kill him and get the reward!"

When Li Zicheng heard the conversation, he was shocked and smiled miserably, finally, he reached this state again, this is the third time in this life? The fourth time?

"Little villager, Sun Chuanting, Hong Chengchou, Yang Wenxuan, these heroes of the Ming Dynasty can't catch me, so you still want to kill me and receive the reward? Ridiculous!" Li Zicheng felt insulted.

Although he was injured and physically exhausted, he was strong enough to withstand a few people.

I saw Li Zicheng untie the saber on his waist, stand up, and stare at the comer.

Cheng Jiubo saw that the bandit was staggering, and he had no fear, "Let's go together!"

When the words fell, four or five people surrounded them

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Li Zicheng knew that the lion and the rabbit also had to go all out, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, he used his legs, kicked in a row, quickly put down the two of them, reached out and held the handle of the knife, and was about to kill.

Killing the enemy, drawing a knife and swinging a knife, this kind of action is too familiar to him, and it has almost become a physical habit, and the muscles of the whole body have a memory, and there is no mud and water.

No, when he fell off the cliff, the saber crashed into part of it, and he used all his strength to draw his weapon.

Several villagers took the opportunity to step forward, holding long sticks and hoes in their hands, and kept beckoning.

Li Zicheng gave up drawing his knife and directly used the scabbard to meet the enemy, and after a few dodges, a scabbard poked the villager's face, tearing the corner of the man's eye, and blood flowed.

Li Zicheng took advantage of the victory to strike one after another, knocked down three more people, and slammed the enemy's head with a scabbard.

Suddenly, he felt that his left leg was being caught, and he suddenly lost his balance and fell to his head.

The back of his head fell heavily on a rock.

Li Zicheng's hair was painful, and he reached out and touched the back of his head, his hands were full of blood, "Mother beg, I am sure to kill you Diao people."

He kicked the villager on his left leg, quickly rolled over, grasped the hilt of the knife tightly, and slammed the scabbard into the stone.

Boom......

The scabbard shattered to the ground, revealing Senhan's blade.

Li Zicheng looked at the blade and sneered, "Let you drink human blood again!"

Boom......

Before Li Zicheng could get up, and before he could even look away from the blade, a hoe slammed into the back of his head.

Li Zicheng didn't even see anyone coming, the whites of his eyes rolled up, and he didn't even snort, he collapsed to the ground with weakness and never moved again.

Cheng Jiubo led people over, looked at the one-eyed bandit who fell to the ground, rubbed his aching stomach that was kicked, spit thick phlegm on Li Zicheng's face, and then raised the hoe high and smashed it hard.

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Da Da Da ......

Niu Jinxing led a large group of men and horses to hurry towards the cliff.

When he first received the report from the two soldiers, he was really shocked into a cold sweat, and he rushed to save everyone after ordering everyone.

"Your Majesty, you can't have an accident!"

They walked through Jiugong Mountain for more than half an hour before they found the mountain wall, but at this time, there were still people there.

"Scatter around looking for footprints, and you must find Your Majesty." Niu Jinxing ordered, he constantly brainwashed himself, His Majesty will not die when ten thousand horses charge, when arrows rain down, when pursued by thousands of troops and horses, and when the deep mountains and old forests are exhausted!

This time, there is absolutely no chance of an accident. As long as you find those villagers, you will definitely be able to save Your Majesty and make a comeback.

The soldiers searched everywhere, and soon found the path that hundreds of people had trodden on.

Everyone continued to pursue the footprints until they reached Xiaoyuankou Village, where nearly 2,000 war horses rushed straight into the village, killing people when they saw them, and searching from house to house.