The sharp golden sound pierced the rain curtain and came into the ears of the soldiers of the two white horses who were like chickens outside Yang Village. A burst of cheers immediately sounded in front of the formation. Even the rows of gunfire, the sound of rain on the top of the wall, and the endless screams could not be covered.

In a small village three or four miles away from Yang Village, Bai Guangen and Ma Ke, who were stationed here, looked shy. They looked embarrassed again in front of Hao Yaoqi.

The soldiers who were sent out to fight were cheering like thunder when they heard the sound of gold. This was too bad for the new dynasty and too bad for them.

Where is the new dynasty and new atmosphere? It is purely the old style of the Ming army.

Hao Yaoqi did not blame Bai Guangen and Ma Ke. Who would have thought that Zheng Zhilong was so cautious? Moreover, although it was raining heavily outside, it was covered by war sheds, so the rain was useless at all.

It is not guaranteed that there are braziers under the battle shed, and Zheng Jun on the top of the city is very comfortable.

It makes the attacking troops more difficult, and the heavy rain toppings tastes bad.

The attacking troops retreated like water surging, and they were all poured through the heavy rain. Many people had blue lips and shivered coldly.

Outside Yangcun City, the bodies falling from the mud and water fields bloomed in the rain with a fireworks, flashing in front of everyone in an instant.

The battle between flesh and blood and gun powder. Although the entire battle is only two quarters of a minute before and after the battle, there are really many casualties outside.

Bai Guangen and Ma Ke perfectly completed the "Call of the Declaration" mission with the lives of their soldiers!

It's dawn and the rain continues...

A fast horse rushed to the capital in the heavy rain. Hao Yaoqi's report was delivered. Both the white horses worked so hard. Will this battle still be fought?

Li Zicheng held the memorial in his hand, nodded with satisfaction while watching, chopped Zheng Zhilong and captured Emperor Zhu alive. It's OK, Bai Guangen and Ma Ke can no longer turn around with Zhu Ming.

"Let them not fight Yangcun, and don't go to Tianjin. Go to Yongping Mansion and take Luanzhou down. Wu Sangui is a turtle, and he will only move after he has to force him."

The day after Li Zicheng entered the capital, he brought Zhang Ruoqi out of the prison. Perhaps someone had forgotten who Zhang Ruoqi was. This person was Chen Xinjia's confidant, the former deputy chief of the Ministry of War. He was one of the people sent by Emperor Chongzhen and Chen Xinjia to urge Hong Chengchou during the Battle of Songjin.

After the war, Zhang Ruoqi took the blame for Emperor Chongzhen and his superiors, and was arrested and imprisoned for the sake of defeat. In front of Li Zicheng, he strongly complained about his achievements in supervising the war and expressed his willingness to serve Dashun. Li Zicheng immediately appointed him as the defense censor of Shanhaiguan, and his most direct job was to do a good job of "persuading surrender" to Wu Sangui.

Because Wu Sangui called Zhang Ruoqi the "teacher", the two had a close relationship, so he came forward to persuade the surrender, which would have a certain promotion effect on urging Wu Sangui to participate in Dashun.

Zhang Ruoqi had already brought 50,000 taels of silver to Shanhaiguan to reward Liao soldiers. At the same time, he also brought 10,000 taels of silver, 1,000 taels of gold, and 1,000 tons of brocade coins. Li Zicheng rewarded Wu Sangui. Another imperial edict was issued, and Li Zicheng wanted to grant Wu Sangui the title of marquis.

This can be said to be the end of the righteousness of Wu Sangui.

With Emperor Chongzhen's escape, the emergence of the Southern Ming Dynasty was a foregone conclusion. Wu Sangui's weight was much more important than that of the same period in history.

In Li Zicheng's strategic considerations, he had not taken much into consideration the Qing Dynasty outside the Guan Dynasty, but Wu Sangui was definitely an important role.

But what Li Zicheng unexpectedly thought was that his true feelings towards Wu Sangui were like a vast ocean. Whether it was Zhang Ruoqi or gold or silver rewards, when he went to Shanhaiguan, he was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he could no longer hear a trace of echo.

In Wuying Hall, Li Zicheng and a group of important civil and military officials from Dashun gathered together. Compared with Wenhua Hall, Li Zicheng prefers the word "Wuying". At the same time, these two words also have another meaning, that is, although the emperor Dashun sat on the dragon throne, the world is still not upheld.

Even though he was in the east of Yiqi, and he surrendered all the way, the army was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, defeating Yanjing with his hands and taking half of Zhu Ming's country was like picking up grass, but now it is still not the time to be jubilant, like the drunk spring breeze, swords and guns entered the warehouse, and to sacrifice martial arts and culture.

The civil and military officials also have to extinguish the pride in their hearts. It is not too late to be happy when the army crosses the river and attacks Jiangnan.

Because of Emperor Chongzhen's escape, the situation had undergone major changes in history at the same time, so Li Zicheng naturally would not be as blind and arrogant as in history. He was simply that kind of to Wu Sangui.

"Well, Wu Sangui is just ungrateful. Why would you ask me to take a team of people to Shanhaiguan to see if Wu Sangui dares to fight!" Liu Zongmin shouted irritably.

Before the Dashun Army entered the capital, it can be said that the army was invincible and unfavorable. It is unreasonable to say that it had entered Yanjing City, but it was just a hindrance?

Wu Sangui has always been pretentious, and he is fighting for tens of thousands of soldiers under his command. It will save trouble if he defeats it.

Liu Zongmin was full of confidence in the Dashun Army in Yanjing City. This was the essence of a million troops. A team based on Li Zicheng's old camp would not be able to defeat the Wu Sangui army, which was flustered.

Li Zicheng waved his hand and said, "Shanhaiguan is in danger. It's better not to fight if you can fight. It's better to persuade him to surrender!"

I feel sorry for my own capital. If possible, Li Zicheng would not even want to ask his Imperial Camp soldiers (Zhongquan Private Army) to hurt one man and one horse again. Because there is no peace in the world.

But Wu Sangui's affairs were finally in no way, and this was not true.

Song Xiance glanced at Li Zicheng with a frown, and knew that he was unhappy to listen to Liu Zongmin's proposal. He knew exactly what happened in the past few days when the latter entered the capital.

Memorials that praise morality, boast about martial arts, and praise Zhenlong's entrepreneurship flew onto Li Zicheng's table like snowflakes.

Since Li Zicheng broke Yanjing, although the days have been short, his mentality has actually changed a lot. He was intoxicated by the brilliant military victory and had already believed that his overthrow of Zhu Ming was a move that was to follow the heavens and the others. Because everything went too smoothly.

And those newly surrendered former Ming civil officials, the guys led by Chen Yan, the central and localities, are old foxes who have been in the officialdom for many years, and are all shameless people, "experienced current affairs". Seeing that Li Zicheng was a little arrogant, he would not miss this good opportunity to climb on the dragon and attach to the phoenix. They all praised Li Zicheng in different ways.

In their mouths, Zheng Zhilong is a clown jumping, Zhu Ming is a native chicken and a tile dog, Wu Sangui is a fish swimming under the cauldron, and Donglu is a rabbit's tail.

Li Zicheng's great conscience is the destiny of heaven, and everything will be invincible.

As he praised him a lot, although Li Zicheng had not completely forgotten his food, he really looked down on Jianlu in his heart. More importantly, he believed that Wu Sangui had no way out except to surrender.

Song Xiance expected a little, but he still wanted to say, "I also want Wu Sangui to surrender, but I must be careful." Before entering the palace, Li Yan met him and talked about Wu Sangui and Jianlu in the east, so he really should not be underestimated.

"If Wu Sangui is still hesitant, His Majesty should act as a quick move to force him to open the city and accept surrender. If he insists on not surrender, he should use troops to quickly attack him without leaving any troubles of elbows and armpits."

"I took down Shanhaiguan, consolidated the Jiliao border wall, and refused to be captured outside the frontier. I can rest assured to the north line."

Li Zicheng's face looked a little ugly, and he was very unhappy, "The military advisor thought the Donglu would take the opportunity to enter the frontier?"

Li Yan took a step forward and followed Song Xiance and said, "I think what Zuo Fu said is very true. Although Wu Sangui stationed his troops in Shanhaiguan, although it was a problem for our elbows, Shanhaiguan was narrow and narrow, unable to support himself, unable to advance, and had no basis for retreating. It was just that his words were actually not worth worrying about. I think that the one who can be considered at the moment was not Wu Sangui, but the Donglu. Our army had just arrived in Beijing and had not yet established a firm foothold. If the Donglu took the opportunity to block people and Wu Sangui colluded with him, it would be a big problem, so we must not be careful to prevent it."

Li Yan said, thinking in his heart, who did the letter come from? Remind himself to be careful that Wu Sangui surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. Although this may seem absurd and ridiculous at first glance, Li Yan thought about it carefully and really had to be careful.

As a senior executive of the Dashun Dynasty, Li Yan actually knew Li Zicheng's attitude towards Wu Sangui, so he was careful.

The combat effectiveness of the Guanning Army is still fresh in Li Zicheng's memory. Although the Guanning Army is no longer the Guanning Army, Wu Sangui has 50,000 heavy troops in his hand, so he must be broken up.

The best ending is that Wu Sangui obediently handed over military power. Then, even if Li Zicheng is granted a title of marquis, he will be happy (not one of them has been granted a title of Duke until now).

But this possibility is too small.

If Wu Sangui didn't treasure his military power, he could have taken people to Tianjin to serve the king. The Wu family was all in the hands of Emperor Chongzhen. Wu Sangui would have been rich and honorable when he went to Tianjin.

But Wu Sangui did not go to Tianjin, so he regarded the military power in his hands more important than his father, brother and son. It can be imagined that he would not be reluctant to surrender to Dashun.

However, no matter how big Li Zicheng is, he cannot leave a powerful soldier next to him controlled by his father and son.

Then splitting the Guanning Army is a necessary choice.

If Wu Sangui surrenders to Dashun, if he doesn't feel a little obedient, it will not be so beautiful to wait for his final destiny.

What Li Yan is most afraid of now is that Wu Sangui has seen through all this himself, so how could Wu Sangui fall into the trap?

After hearing Li Yan's words, Li Zicheng's happy mood seemed to be poured with cold water. He just wanted to show that he was humble and accepted advice without showing any displeasure.

"Donglu? The enemy chief just died. I heard that they had a lot of trouble inside, so they brought out a little baby as the emperor, and their breasts were not broken. Do they dare to come and flirt with my Dashun tiger beard?"

Some news was leaked when Chen Yan and the others submitted their memorials. Li Zicheng had only heard that Huang Taiji died before, and then Huang Taiji's youngest son succeeded to the throne. He really didn't know anything about the disputes within the Qing Dynasty.
Chapter completed!