Li Chixin stared at the four volumes of the Addendum compiled by the Emperor Ming Jingshiwen, frowned and did not speak for a long time, the description in the book was very specific, this also made Li Chixin break out in a cold sweat, and once again stared at the book, and the words in front of him gradually became clear. "Chongzhen's high hopes for the trilateral governor Hong Chengchou, he always pay attention to the battle situation in front of the battle report, Hong Inspector is keenly aware that Li's uncle and nephew are tired of bloody battles, there are no more people left around, almost to the end of the crossbow, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, as long as the Ming army gives it the final blow, more than ten years of chaos is expected to be completely cleared. He gave Zuo Guangxian, the chief soldier closest to Li Zicheng, a death order, to be sure that "people do not untie their armor and horses, and they do not unload their saddles", and catch up with Li Zicheng in the starry night. ”

His eyes were obviously reading a book, but in his mind, he thought of the Central Plains in the sea of corpses and blood;" When the remnants of the Li family's uncle and nephew camped twenty miles south of Mawu Village, Zuo Guangxian and his 3,500 elite soldiers had already arrived twenty miles north of Mawu Village, and the distance between the two was only more than forty miles. As long as Zuo Guangxian stayed up all night and led the soldiers to continue the pursuit, Shun Dadao would definitely catch up with Li Zicheng that night. With a force of 3,500 troops, encircling and suppressing a team of more than 300 people mixed with old and young women and children, Li Zicheng's uncle and nephew must have been in a catastrophe.

Li Zicheng was the most capable and influential leader and banner of the rebel army, and as long as he died, the decline of the peasant uprising at the end of the Ming Dynasty was only in sight. The two strongest opponents of the Ming Dynasty were left with only one Qing Dynasty, and the great trouble that had plagued Chongzhen for many years was lifted, and the Ming Dynasty would be able to go all out to fight against the Qing Dynasty outside the Guanwai, and the overall situation would be very favorable to the reversal of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Irritably, flipping through the priceless rare books, he cursed angrily, "Is it really interesting that your own people only know how to kill your own people?"

Obviously, according to the records in the book, the history of the Ming Dynasty would change direction that night, and the national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty could also be saved. Li Chixin took out a bottle of Sprite from Brother Leopard's refrigerator, drank it fiercely, felt a little calmer, and then continued to open the contents of the book, "However, Zuo Guangxian has also been fighting for many days, and he is sleepy and tired, and he has become the end of the crossbow." He also had no way of knowing that Li Zicheng was camping forty miles in front of him with only 300 men. So he ordered the soldiers to camp on the spot, get a good night's sleep, and set off on the fifth watch to continue the pursuit. ”

"Damn, don't hurry up and run, this is a pig teammate" He felt that his mind was a little unhealthy, "Control, you have to control" thought in his heart, but his body stood up involuntarily, he slammed the heavy book on the rosewood coffee table; the brightly colored bone china tea set was shaken to the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces as bright as blood were scattered all over the ground, and Li Chixin didn't even pay attention to the fact that his palm was cut by the porcelain pieces and red blood flowed out.

At dawn the next day, Zuo Guangxian's team got up and arrived at Mawu, and learned from the villagers that Li Zicheng's team passed by last night, he was taken aback, and faintly felt that he had made a big mistake, and hurriedly urged the men and horses to gallop, and when they arrived at Li Zicheng's camp, Li Zicheng had disappeared. Later, Hong Chengchou arrived, he investigated the local villagers and Li Zicheng's camp in detail, and was furious, and immediately wrote to Chongzhen, and fiercely participated in Zuo Guangxian's book. "It seems that historical figures are really magical in their own way, otherwise how can people die and survive in the battlefield where swords and guns enter the forest

Hong Chengchou said in his later recital to the imperial court: "Chuang will be the culprit of all thieves, and he will only lead three hundred defeated people, only forty or fifty miles apart, and he will not have a chance for several years. Even if you don't care about your life, you should be responsible for capturing this thief. "I can't calculate it, I can't catch up, and the culprit will pass away." Since then, we have not been able to complete the work of one force, and in the future it will be more difficult to destroy it with troops. Guang Xian He excused himself, "The last opportunity for the Ming Dynasty to eliminate Li Zicheng was missed."

In fact, the book also records a hidden key to why Li Chuang was not eliminated at this time, Abatai and Zilharang pursued the rebel general Liu Xingzuo. The Qing army captured Gaoyang as if it had entered a no-man's land, and when Gaoyang City was broken, only Sun Chengzong led more than 100 small families to resist weakly, and the county order and the officers and soldiers defending the city were nowhere to be found

Moreover, the Qing army, which was easily obtained, mustered up Yu Yong to forge ahead alone, and went straight to the henchmen of the Ming Dynasty, which also accidentally relieved the siege for Li Zicheng's uncle and nephew.

Li Chixin covered the pages of the book compiled by the Emperor Ming and the Shiwen, and let the red tea soup soak the entire ancient book as if it had been fished out of blood water.

In 1638, the earth was in a hustle and bustle, and the Ming Dynasty in the eleventh year of Chongzhen was wailing in the sea of blood.

In the Shaoguo Town on the outskirts of Qincheng, the faint morning light wants to peek through the dense curtains to peek into the strange sleeping postures of the people in the Shaoguo Town. Beyond the various villas and bungalows in the residential area, in the northeast corner of the town near the river bay, there is an inconspicuous old factory building, the thick iron gate whose paint has been peeled off is tightly closed, and everything is so dark and quiet in the town before dawn.

At this moment, in the entire pot town, only the window of a dormitory building in the corner of the old factory building showed a pale yellow light.

The table was already filled with red wine, orange juice, sausages, cakes, and freshly baked bread on a crystal clear plate

"Knock knock, knock knock", a little guy wearing an apron and a chef's hat, was standing in front of the board at this time. I saw that his knife skills were pure, in the snowflakes fluttering knife light, pieces of ham as tender as red lips were like soldiers in the honor guard, neatly arranged in the bone china tray, the young and handsome little brother was calm and relaxed, and the movements of his hands were natural, like a grandmaster.

Just two hours earlier, he had been in the back room and had put the checked guns and equipment into his undeparting Nosland military bag, and by now he had prepared a hearty breakfast in style.

Glancing out the window, the young man turned off the chandelier in the kitchen, and the first rays of the morning sun happened to shine on the omelette on the dining table, "This is the legendary sun egg" The young chef proudly played with a knife flower, and the ochre-red handle blade glowed with cold light Wang Mazi kitchen knife, turned into a match, and surrounded the chef's fingertips, arms, and body jumping, churning.

"Li Guo, I'll give you a thumbs up" Li Laiheng had a dog nose, and the first soak of morning urine made the little gourmand give up the temptation to return to the cage, and resolutely came to the kitchen to praise his father.

When he grabbed a large plush cotton slip and jumped onto the bar chair in front of the dining table, a piece of red and a palm-wide Danish ham obediently filled into the open little mouth, "Good, don't scream, let you eat enough now"