Fang Guangchen continued: "The incident at Shanhaiguan has just happened, and the Great Marshal can blame this Emperor Wu of the Great Ming on the people of the Demon Sect, who pretend to be Chongzhen and collude with the Manchu Qing to kill my Great Ming. And the marshal is from the dragon Yuanxun, who wants to assist the prince to avenge Chongzhen and restore the Ming Dynasty. In the war-torn years, the news is blocked, and it is impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood."

"Tingxian, is this possible?" Wu Sangui didn't know the bottom in his heart, and he had also heard about Jiangnan Zhu Yousong.

Fang Guangchen shook his head, "Dashuai, the news is like this, once it spreads ten to hundreds, it will be strange and unrecognizable. The key is that in the name of the prince, the marshal can use the false to confuse the truth, order the world, and the Quartet to vote, strengthen his strength, and achieve a great cause is just around the corner."

When Wu Sangui heard this, his restless eyes shone again.

Wu Sangui now has only a few thousand Guan Ning troops, and the pursuit of Li Zicheng mainly relies on *** strength. Strengthening his strength and achieving great things is indeed his dream and his urgent need.

In fact, what he is most afraid of now is being caught by Chongzhen and settling accounts after the autumn.

Even Dolgon lost the battle, was captured and captured, and it seems that the surrender of the Qing Dynasty is not reliable, and now he has to do it alone!

Fang Guangchen's words, Wu Sangui was a little impatient, his passion burned, and even the chair beckoned to him again.

"Ting Xian is strategizing, but Li Zicheng is now withdrawing from the capital, and the Ming prince has 5,000 soldiers and horses, how can we get the Ming prince if we don't enter the capital?"

"Oh, Dashuai, it's really smart and confused." Fang Guangchen shook the folding fan in his hand, "Aren't there martial arts masters around us? The two holy aunts of the White Lotus Sect are as beautiful as flowers, but their martial arts cultivation is all in the congenital perfection realm, and that Lu Xiaofeng is a person with unique skills.

"A teenage doll falls into the hands of a handsome, isn't it a puppet?"

Of course, the current Fang Guangchen and Wu Sangui didn't know that Prince Daming had become a powerful general, and they still stayed in their previous memories, thinking that Prince Daming was a weak scholar.

Wu Sangui was overjoyed, "Tingxian's words are reasonable, Ben Shuai is really confused, how can he forget the White Lotus Sect......

Wu Sangui asked them to arrest Chongzhen's 15-year-old scholar's son.

The white lotus and the white chrysanthemum smiled happily.

Bai Chrysanthemum said, "Sister, this time get the Prince of Daming and train it well."

The White Lotus's flower-like face showed a gloomy smile, "Let's see if this faint monarch will dare to go against our White Lotus Sect and designate us as a cult in the future? Let's go down the evil way, and see what he can do to us."

The great protector of the Chrysanthemum Terrace, the lonely goose of the Hanjiang River, Lu Xiaofeng's face was as silent as jade.

But I was also very excited in my heart, holding the son of the faint king and theorizing with the faint king, to see if he dared to be arrogant?

No man has dared to tease her, I am Hanjiang Lonely Goose, this faint gentleman is the first......

The three innate masters of the White Lotus Sect readily agreed, and they left Wu Sangui's camp that night......

On a hill more than 50 miles away from Wu Sangui and the joint camp of ***, the vanguard battalion of the Ming army.

Chongzhen rested on the hill for a day.

All those who were injured were alive, and all the injuries were stabilized.

thought that the whole army would be wiped out this time, Ma Bao, Li Miniang and Tang Wancai were ready to commit suicide, even if they were not killed in battle, they could not be captured by the thieves.

Unexpectedly, the emperor came to Xiaoshangang at a critical moment, and in despair, they grasped the life-saving straw.

But at a distance of 800 miles, the emperor and hundreds of them actually fell from the sky, and the speed of this march was absolutely fast.

Ma Bao, Tang Wancai, Li Qiniang and others seemed to be dreaming, struggling to kowtow to Chongzhen with their injured bodies to thank him and ask for his guilt......

Chongzhen didn't blame them, suffering losses is a blessing, eating a trench grows a wisdom, young people have to exercise hard in the future in order to grow.

Chongzhen said good words to appease them, let them recuperate well, the war is still to come.

But for these serious injuries to recover, even if Chongzhen has immortal therapy, it will take two or three days.

But the dry rations they brought with them had been exhausted, including the pioneer battalions, and each of them had only three days' dry rations with them, and even if they were to save money, they could make it for four or five days at most.

It has been five or six days since the pioneer battalion left the main army, and it has been the fourth day since Chongzhen left Shanhaiguan.

Therefore, Chongzhen decided to straighten out the soldiers and horses, and immediately entered Beijing with the wounded number. It is only about thirty miles away, and soon the capital is in sight.

At this time, the capital of Daming was already a sensation.

There have been so many incredible things that have happened during these two months that the minds of the common people are a little overwhelmed.

From Daming to Dashun, after a tug-of-war, Li Zicheng ran away after coming back from Shanhaiguan to ascend the throne, and it became the world of Daming again. The Manchu Qing Dynasty has attacked Gyeonggi again, and now the Ming Emperor is coming to the city with a soldier and horse.

It's like a marquee, it's dazzling.

There are still many people who ask, isn't the Ming Emperor dead, and now he is the crown prince in charge of the country, and Emperor Chongzhen is dead and alive? How can it be!

All kinds of news spread far and wide, spreading beyond recognition, mysterious, and inconsistent.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen