Yuan Chonghuan is a very complicated person to Dongjiang.

On the one hand, during the two islands, Yuan Chonghuan almost killed Mao Wenlong, causing Liao Town to form a great feud with Dongjiang Town. But on the other hand, his contribution to Dongjiang was indelible. He raised the Toyotomi family siblings who allowed Dongjiang to control Japan. When Mao Jue was not around, he consolidated the victory of Dongjiang in Japan. Even now, most of the teams in the Toyotomi family are selected by Yuan Chonghuan.

If it weren't for his will to do his own thing and intend to use his own strength to drive the tide of the Ming Dynasty, I'm afraid he would have left a brilliant mark in the history of the Ming and Japanese countries in the future?

Dongjiang also had a cold treatment for Yuan Chonghuan's death. The Liao Palace issued a message similar to a notice to the lower military towns. Lushan was defeated and Dongjiang traitor Yuan Chonghuan died.

However, Mao Jue, who had been staring at the front line, threw away his heavy military affairs and returned to Dongjiang.

Baima Mountain.

Once upon a time, as the Dongjiang defensive front and the reserve military base of Yizhou, the strategic significance here was once extremely important, but now, the enemy in Dongjiang has been destroyed, and China has taken an unprecedented important step towards the north. The historical mission of Baima Mountain is over.

Moreover, a lot of people have moved away here. The huge Heilongjiang Plain is full of opportunities. When I go there, I will directly enclose land to build a village. The increasingly developed railways also prevent the food from being transported out and not being able to exchange for money. The glory of the only plain in Dongjiang is no longer there. Here, it seems to have returned to the peace and silence before Mao Jue's rise.

However, there were still several traces left by the thick ink and color of Dongjiang. Next to Xiangyang Peak not far from the mountain city, a cement road winds up, heading towards the steep slope west of Liaodong, with cement paved steps and black marble tombstones standing neatly like a military formation.

This was built after the Dongjiang Battle in the tenth year of Chongzhen, Mao Jue ordered the construction for the victims. Ancient poem says: It’s pitiful that the bones by the Wuding River are still people in the spring boudoir. But here in Dongjiang, Mao Jue does not allow every soldier who died for the Dongjiang River to leave in vain. They should be remembered by history.

It seemed that the heavy snow in Liaodong was falling, covering the silent country with a thick white robe. However, there were a row of footprints on the thick snow path, and a new grave was also erected on the large open space behind the hillside.

The incense and cigarettes that just now surround the tombstone are floating around, but unlike other tombs of warriors in Dongjiang, the inscription on this monument is empty, with only four words on the dark monument.

The soul returns.

In the brazier, the burning yellow paper slightly brought a little warmth to the cold world. Two women in white coats knelt on the ground and bowed forward gently.

The dead were the most important, and Mao Jue bowed forward slightly, then sighed and shook his head, turned around and walked down the mountain.

It’s not that he didn’t even have this measure, and even Yuan Chonghuan’s name was not allowed to be left. This inscription was jointly requested by Mrs. Yuan and Zhao. Perhaps this is the most real withdrawal of regret for asking your husband to find a title! Old Yuan’s hero has been his life, but the most painful thing is these two women.

"According to the treatment of the families of Dongjiang heroes, send a few people to keep an eye on them and nothing happens!"

While walking, Mao Jue was still giving instructions, and Ying Ji nodded one by one. However, suddenly, her steps stopped. Looking at her stunned gaze, Mao Jue also turned his head in surprise. The next second, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

The white fox cloak wrapped its petite body, and its slender eyelashes were dyed white by snowflakes, dotted on the red eye circles, just like Bai Xiner Peony, with a pair of small hands huddled in his chest. Chiyoji's sad expression, the look of his eyes that looked at him was almost heartbreaking.

Mao Jue ordered the death of Yuan Chonghuan to be kept secret from her, but it still seemed that he did not hide it.

"you……"

"Mr. I have been my teacher. I want to worship him, so I ask my husband for permission!"

After opening his mouth for almost two or three seconds, Mao Jue finally nodded helplessly, without saying a word, and directly moved away from his position. He held his skirt and bowed his head and carried a basket. Chiyohime walked up the mountain path in a hurry.

I could vaguely hear the faint crying from the only new grave in the entire cemetery. I kept waiting in the snow with my hands behind my back, and Mao Jue never turned around.

Chiyoji didn't love him, and their marriage was just a political marriage. Mao Jue knew this very well. If he was a pure ancient man like Zhu Yuanzhang and a hero in troubled times, Mao Jue would not have to worry about Chiyo's feelings at all. Unfortunately, he was not. For this little girl who was only in her teenage years and was forced to marry him, that sense of responsibility still ties with him.

But before Mao Jue could think about how to persuade her, Chiyohime's gentle footsteps had already sounded behind her back. It was really just that she was incense and came back.

In order to show respect, Mao Jue's carriage also stopped at the entrance of the cemetery and walked back dullly. The two sat opposite each other silently and returned to Baimashan City. The carriage stopped smoothly at the gate of the guardian's mansion. Looking at the hair spears that had already been prepared in front of the mansion, hesitated for a while, and then he coughed heavily.

"You can stay in Baima Mountain City for a while! Don't go back to Jinzhou with me!"

"Do you hate me?"

Chiyohime's answer was somewhat unexpected. The redness and swelling on her eyes had not yet faded, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly. She looked at Mao Jue's face incredibly calmly.

"Of course not, but Yuan..."

"Mr., the loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty is the most criterion in his life! Even though he died, he died of his life's cause and fulfilled his life's responsibility. Even in the spirit of heaven, he would not regret it!"

"Mr. I am a minister of the Ming Dynasty and died loyally. As a king's wife, when my husband is worried all night, why don't I stay by my side?"

"If your husband is not disgusted with me, please take me with you!"

Seeing her stand up, she saluted her with the corner of her skirt again. Once again, Mao Jue was stunned. After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand to Chiyohime.

The war resources of the Great Liao Dynasty were tilted toward western Liaoning. The road from Yizhou to Shenyang was far behind. The snowy road was slippery. Even if Mao Jue returned, he was still riding a horse. However, although the sword wind blew on his face and was numb, he occasionally looked back at the beautiful eyes that were calm and suddenly matured and resolute behind him, Mao Jue breathed a sigh of relief from the heart.

Looking at the wind and snow all over the sky, Mao Jue's heart gradually became hard, and Chiyoji's words lingered in his heart. Since Yuan Chonghuan could fight for the belief in his heart to the last moment of breathing, as the Lord of Dongjiang, what reason does he have to be hard?

In the wind and snow that came over the pavement, the black cavalry team was like a black blade, ripping open the snow curtain against the biting cold and heading eastward.

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According to ancient legend, Gonggong and Zhurong had a great battle. After defeating, they were unwilling to accept it. They knocked down Buzhou Mountain and made the sky traverse the northwest. For the Ming Dynasty, it is exactly the same as that time. Yuan Chonghuan, the last glory of the empire, was unable to turn the tide. They had originally divided the Central Plains and Huguang's rebellion and army poured into the northwest like a flood.

Like Liaodong, Tongguan was filled with snow. After Sun Chuanting was defeated in Jiaxian County, he also fought to the death here and died in the end. However, after changing time and space, changing to a person at the forefront, Wu Di lost that courage.

Outside the city of Tongguan, among the narrow mountains, hundreds of thousands of trespassers were wearing thin clothes, trembling in the cold, trembling. In their unbearable but longing eyes, the steel-wrapped gate of Tongguan opened, holding official seals in both hands, Wu Yan also trembled out of the city, and walked to Li Zicheng's horse with some gentry in Guanzhong, and then knelt heavily on the ground, holding the seal of the governor of the five provinces in both hands to Li Zicheng, whose eyes were blind.

The Grand Secretary of Dongge, a pillar of the court who brought the emperor's order to force the Qin army to fight, surrendered!

On November 18th, Li Zicheng walked into Guanzhong with more than 500,000 troops and horses under Tongguan, and arrived in Xi'an before New Year's Eve.

Qin Wang Mansion.

To drive Yuan Chonghuan out of the pass to fight, King Qin Zhu Youshu put in great efforts, and he was both in contact and spent money. However, now, without the protection of Yuan Chonghuan's Qin army, the heavy bitter fruits of the entire Qin Palace were tasted solidly.

Once the poor and patient refugees in the Central Plains riots started to riot, they also fully exerted their destructive power. For the first time, the refugees who entered such a large metropolis excitedly rushed into the mansion that once represented the authority of the Ming Dynasty emperor. They held gold, silver and wealth, silk and satin with their eyes, stuffed them into their pockets. The eunuchs who were originally majestic were trembling as if they were chickens, huddled under the bed, huddled in the toilet, and shrunk in any place where they could hide.

The escort of the Qin Palace, who was stunning and powerful, threw the knife to the ground and kept kowtowing. In front of the Dazheng Hall of the first Qin King, who was in charge of Shaanxi's military and political affairs, several palace daughters screamed and ran away, and shouted for help from the King of Qin. However, the Qin King Zhu Youshu, who was wearing a bright yellow four-clawed dragon robe, only dared to sit in the hall and watch, lamenting and patting his thighs.

"My Ming...,My Ming, what is this in my Ming?"

Walking through the snow and walking into Xi'an City, Li Zicheng was filled with the joy of the winner. Once upon a time, he was like the lowly people below, even looking up at this city. But today, he is the conqueror of this city. He lets this city live, and he lets this city die!

He kicked the horse through the city wall and headed straight for the Shaanxi Prefecture. Under the light of the city, the ancient golden characters still exuded the majesty of the past, but the people guarding here obviously did not have the backbone of these words. The governor of Shaanxi, the prefect of Xi'an, and hundreds of Ming officials knelt in the snow with their heads facing down and their butts facing the sky, handing over the seal obediently. On weekdays, they were greedy and even refused to take out a piece of food to help Yuan Chonghuan's army. They were still talking about it everywhere, but now they can only place their full value on others, hoping for the kindness of the new power.

When Li Zicheng walked to the Xi'an Prefecture, he suddenly had the strength to stop the war horse. He didn't even look at the old Ming bureaucrats kneeling on the ground. Instead, he focused all his attention on the three golden characters of Xi'an Prefecture. Suddenly, he suddenly pulled out his bow from his back, skillfully pulled the arrow, aiming with his breath, and with a bang, the arrow was on the middle of the character An, and the tail of the arrow trembled, and the snow on the plaque shook apart.

Under the trembling gaze of the old Ming officials, Li Chuang held his head and laughed.

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Yuan Chonghuan worked hard for more than a year. All the money and food that the old officials, sects and nobles in Xi'an City had tried their best to hoard the money and food that had been hoarded by the old officials, aristocratic families in the city of Xi'an were all returned to the crusade army. For the crusade army, which had been suffering from natural disasters and lacked supplies, and was covered with scarred materials in the Lushan Battle. After capturing Xi'an, the crusade army divided into three groups. The king of sweeping the floor He Jin drove the troops westward and attacked Gansu. He defeated Lanzhou in January of the following year and captured the Ming Dynasty King Su and his wife.

Gao Yigong's troops advanced northward and went to Yan'an, Yansui, and Yulin. The military bases that the Ming Dynasty originally took as the pillars, and the three-sided areas that suppressed the main force of the peasant army fell into the hands of the rebel army one after another.

The third route was led by Ma Shouying of Hui, and went south to Hanzhong. The territory was directly connected to Zhang Xianzhong who entered Shu. The Ming Empire, which was originally a confidant, was now completely gone. It went thousands of miles west from the Central Plains and became a rebel army. After Mao Jue became king in Liaodong, Li Zicheng also proclaimed himself emperor on January 22, 17th year of Chongzhen. The country was named Dashun. It was recorded that it was the first year of Dashun and officially competed with the Ming Empire.

However, even at this point, the Ming Empire was not without a chance. At least the empire still had a complete Jiangnan. For example, the Anshi Rebellion of the Tang Dynasty, Luoyang and Chang'an fell one after another. The main forces of the empire either rebelled or collapsed. The Tang court that fled into Bashu relied on the supplies from Jiangnan and Zhang Xun's desperate efforts to protect the food route. It forced the Tang Empire to change its destiny and lasted for more than 150 years. Even if all the northern field troops were destroyed, the Ming Dynasty was not bad so bad like the Tang Dynasty during the Anshi Rebellion. There were hundreds of thousands of troops available in the capital, Hebei and Shandong.

And to take a step back, even if it really can't be defeated, Mingting could have passed the south like the Southern Song Dynasty. The Southern Song Dynasty, which was in peace with the south of the Yangtze River, still nourished it for more than 170 years.

But even at this time, the ministers in the court were not focused on how to resist the enemy and defend their empire and rights, and they were still shirking responsibility for each other.

Emperor Chongzhen, who was sitting on the dragon throne, also did not focus on resisting the rebels. Looking at the quarrels in a group, he just shook his head.
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