"Quick, go and save Your Majesty!"

In the mist, the shadow of a small group of centaurs appeared.

This is the path-finding team led by Li Shuangxi, and the number is not large, only one or twenty people.

The most striking thing is that each person has one or two bloody heads hanging from their stirrups, which swing as the horse moves.

This is the result of encountering a small group of local mountain bandits on the road.

Li Shuangxi heard the cry for help, looked back, and saw a young man rushing out of the fog.

At a glance, it was clearly Liu Jin, Emperor Yongchang's personal soldier.

"What? Don't worry, take your time." Li Shuangxi said in harmony.

"It's too late, hurry, Your Majesty has met the mountain bandits." Liu Jin said breathlessly.

"Where?"

"Follow me."

A team of people quickly adjusted their direction and followed Liu Jin.

When they arrived, there was only a large bloodstain on the scene.

"Where's Your Majesty?" Li Shuangxi was about to go crazy.

"It was back here just now." Liu Jin was about to cry, "Your Majesty is ...... to protect me."

"Don't talk about that, let's go out and look for it." After Li Shuangxi finished yelling, he felt that it was inappropriate, "Every five people are a team, search carefully."

"Yes." The cavalrymen consciously searched in groups of five and along every path.

They searched for a full day, but they didn't find Li Zicheng.

Li Shuangxi was desperate, sat down on the boulder, and beat his head in pain.

"It's all me, if I stay, nothing will happen to Your Majesty." Liu Jin said, pulled out the saber on his waist, and was about to commit suicide to apologize.

Li Shuangxi snatched the knife from his hand and shouted, "Death is the work of a coward. As long as Your Majesty has a glimmer of life, he will not die easily."

"We have few people, it is better to send someone to contact Hao Shaoqi, he has a lot of people under him, and there may be hope for him to look for him with us."

Someone whispered.

Li Shuangxi nodded: "Wang Changshun, you go and contact Hao Shaoqi." After giving the order, he put down the treasure knife and patted Liu Jin's shoulder: "Even if the eldest husband dies, he will die vigorously."

"Remembered." Liu Jin choked.

Li Shuangxi returned the knife to him, returned to the stone and sat down, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Years of marching and fighting have made him a habit of resting whenever he has a little time.

Soon after closing his eyes, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and he sprang to his feet.

After a few moments, the sound of horses' hooves became closer and closer, and then in the middle of the woods, a group of men and horses appeared.

"Brother Hao!" Li Shuangxi shouted.

"Double happiness." Hao Shaoqi shouted anxiously as he turned over and dismounted.

"It's good that you're here, Your Majesty ......."

"Say no more. I've asked seven or eight times on the road, and now I'm looking for someone to find it. Let's scatter all the men and horses and look for them all over the mountains."

"Okay."

After looking for two more days, there was still no trace of Li Zicheng.

Finally, from a farmer at the foot of the mountain, it was learned that a team of villagers left in a hurry, and their whereabouts were unknown.

It was only at this time that Li Shuangxi was convinced that Emperor Yongchang had been killed.

He was so angry that he slammed his fist on the ground.

Hao Shaoqi said: "We have always been kind to the people, but what did we get in return? These conscienceless sons of the king, if there is a good one, they will follow, and if they suffer a little, they will run, and now even the emperor will be killed.

Not surprisingly, these *** are to dedicate the emperor's head to Yang Chengying as their entry step."

"How can it be?" Li Shuangxi gritted his teeth.

"What providence and people's hearts, it's all shit. I inquired on the way here, and the north has been unstable under Yang Chengying's rule, and there have been incidents from time to time. But he still dares to go south, does it rely on the will of God and the people? No, it's by fists."

"Brother Hao......"

"Listen to me, let's slaughter these Diao people under the mountain, and let them know what will happen if they dare to kill our Yongchang Emperor."

"This ......"

"Ask about the whereabouts of His Majesty's body, if they tell Yang Chengying's army after we leave, then we will suffer a great shame."

Originally, there was some resistance, but when he heard the whereabouts of the emperor's body, Li Shuangxi was furious and made a decision against Li Zicheng's wishes.

The two ordered the villages of Ningzhou and Tongshan to be slaughtered, and used cruel punishments to force the local people to question the whereabouts of the villagers.

In many classics, Li Zicheng, who often "slaughtered the city", actually did not do it once.

But with his death, a disciplined and brave Dashun army disappeared into the long river.

So is Li Zicheng alive or dead?

The answer is death.

Due to the tyranny of the Southern Ming Dynasty, a large number of villagers in Jiangnan recovered to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and took the initiative to form a force to resist foreign enemies.

These villagers cannot be regarded as landlords, and a large part of them are yeoman farmers.

Among them, the leader of one of the forces is called Cheng Jiubo.

He led people near Tongshan, and when he saw Li Zicheng and Liu Jin, he thought they were lone soldiers.

I plan to kill them, and then strip them of their armor and weapons, and keep them for my own use.

was picking up clothes, and found that Li Zicheng had a seal on his body, and after a closer look, he realized that he had done something bad.

Cheng Jiubo and others hurriedly carried Li Zicheng's body on their backs and buried them in Xiaoyue Mountain, Niujiling.

Then, run away decisively.

This matter was poked out, and it was half a year later that Li Zicheng's subordinates all died, and Cheng Jiubo dared to come out.

Assist Gao Di, who later served as the governor of Huguang, to find Li Zicheng's grave.

Then, Cheng Jiu Boxi took a pair of guillotines and died in Wuchang.

The place where Li Zicheng was buried, with the increase in population, gradually developed into a small town, and was given the name "Chuangwang Town" by the royal pen himself.

That's all for later.

From the outbreak of the peasant uprising in northern Shaanxi in the last years of the Apocalypse to the establishment of the Dashun regime by the peasant army led by Li Zicheng.

During this period, there were hundreds of famous peasant army leaders, who could be called the leaders of the peasant army that influenced the whole country, in addition to Li Zicheng, there were also Wang Jiayin, Wang Ziyong, Gao Yingxiang, and Zhang Xianzhong.

However, no peasant army leader can be as eloquent as Li Zicheng, two kings and one high can only be the general manager of a loose alliance, and Zhang Xianzhong is just a hero.

It can be seen that whether a person can achieve great things is inseparable from the historical environment and an excellent leader.

Li Zicheng was chased and killed to fight guerrillas in the Shangluo Mountains, with only more than 1,000 subordinates, and the strength of Zhang Xianzhong, who had tens of thousands of soldiers, was like a cloud, but Li Zicheng completed the work that Zhang Xianzhong could not complete in several lifetimes.

His final defeat was a purely military one.

Whether in history or in this plane, there is a regime that has risen in the northeast and integrated the Han, Mongolian, and Jurchen forces in the northeast, and after a long period of running-in, it has been quite mature.

On the contrary, Li Zicheng rose in a short period of time, and all he got was the ruined northwest and the areas that had no time to digest, and he had neither the capital nor the strength to hold each other, so he could only be defeated again and again.

In the end, he hated Jiugong Mountain.

There are many clouds that have hung over the head of this hero for a long time, such as why he didn't defend Guanzhong, why he didn't fight Jiangnan first, etc., which would not dissipate because of his death.

Thousands of years later, it is still debated, and this is probably the unique charm of history.