Da Ming: 6 billion soldiers!
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The setting sun was like blood, illuminating the entire plain as if it was covered in a layer of blood light. Coupled with the lingering smell of blood in the air, it made the place look exceptionally demonic.

On the ground, countless corpses had already been cleaned up and placed neatly together. There was no distinction between Da Ming and Da Shun.

A group of people were pouring kerosene on the bodies of the dead soldiers, preparing to cremate them completely and get rid of the smell of blood.

Surrounding them were the captured soldiers of the Great Shun Army. They were doing their best to scatter lime powder, making preparations to eliminate the plague and prevent the fire.

Standing on a high slope, Wang Cheng looked at all of this. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and the cloak behind him was slightly cold.

"Teng, teng, teng."

The heavy footsteps were accompanied by the sound of armor and leaves colliding. Zhang Liao walked to Wang Cheng's side and bowed."My lord, the battlefield has been cleaned up.”

"Report it."

"My lord, in this battle, 1781 cavalrymen died in battle, 1253 were heavily injured, and the rest were all injured. 2614 infantry died in battle and 3147 were heavily injured.”

"In this battle, the Great Shun Army, including Li Zicheng, lost 51,211 men, 13,510 were heavily injured, and the rest were lightly injured.”

"There are missing people from both armies, probably around a thousand. We have 30,000 cavalrymen and 40,000 infantry left. These forces are enough for us to wipe out the remaining forces of Li Zicheng's seven provinces.”

Hearing this, Wang Cheng's eyes flashed and he nodded.

In the following period of time, as long as he swept through all of Li Zicheng's territories, he would be able to obtain a huge amount of exchange points, and his strength would snowball.

At this moment, a group of people had already set fire to the corpses on the plains. In the raging fire, the song of 'Wuyi' floated.

"Qiyue Wuyi, I will be with you…"

Amidst the desolate singing, tens of thousands of soldiers in armor rushed towards Xi'an City.

……

At the same time, in Beijing.

Ever since Li Zicheng withdrew his troops, the entire capital had returned to its former vitality. The city gates were filled with people rushing about for a living.

At this moment, a horse carrying a huge bag broke the silence of the capital and rushed into the city from Yongding Gate.

"Luoyang victory, Luoyang victory…"

"Great General Jin Wu has defeated more than 100,000 rebels, and the traitor Li Zicheng has been beheaded!”

With a loud boom, everyone in the capital was alarmed. Countless people widened their eyes and stretched their necks. They looked at the back of the 800-mile express delivery in disbelief and shouted,

"Dead? Li Zicheng was dead. Li Zicheng is dead!"

"Good death, haha! Good death! He no longer had to worry.”

"Heavens! Was that Li Zicheng's head on his back?”

"Great General is mighty! Great General Qian Sui!"

“……”

Along the way, everyone was dumbstruck, but then they became ecstatic.

One spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred, and soon the entire capital knew about this news.

The news of victory was unimpeded. It rushed into the Forbidden City like the wind and rushed to the Hall of Supreme Harmony of the Palace of Heavenly Purity.

"Good news, good news. Great General has destroyed Li Zicheng's army in one battle and killed Li Zicheng.”

Everyone who had been holding a court meeting was shocked. Even Chong Zhen stood up from his seat in shock. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he shouted with a trembling voice,

"You, you, what did you say?"

The soldier who delivered the good news suddenly held the box on his back in his hand and said respectfully,"Great General, kill Li Zicheng and send his head to the emperor.”

"Open it, quickly open it."

After saying this, Chong Zhen walked down quickly and looked into the box. His pupils suddenly dilated and his expression was dull.

Li Zicheng's head was inside with a ferocious expression. Even his empty eyes were not closed. There was still the horror of his death. The smell of lime mixed with blood was nauseating.

However, Chong Zhen seemed to be unaware of it. Staring at Li Zicheng's empty eyes, he stood where he was and muttered to himself,

"Dead? He was dead. Good death. Good death! Da Ming finally got rid of a scourge!”

"Ancestors, bless us!"

At the end of his speech, Chong Zhen was so excited that he raised his hands incoherently. He hugged the box and knelt down in the direction of the ancestral temple. His face was filled with ecstasy and tears were streaming down his face.

Li Zicheng was simply Great Ming's nightmare. There was even a time when he almost destroyed the entire Great Ming. He was a dark cloud that covered the entire Great Ming, and it was suffocating.

But now, Chong Zhen was so excited that his entire body was trembling. It was as if a huge rock had been placed down in his heart, and his entire person was much more relaxed.

"God bless Da Ming!"

At the same time, all the ministers in the hall sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly fell to their knees with a hissing sound, shouting long live.

Everyone looked at Li Zicheng's head in shock. Their eyes were filled with horror. It had only been a short time since they sent out their troops, but they had already completely eliminated Li Zicheng.

For a moment, the civil and military officials in the hall shouted 'Long live' mechanically. Their eyes were looking at Li Zicheng's head, but Wang Cheng's figure appeared in their minds, and their hearts surged.

This voice traveled out of the hall, causing the Embroidered Uniform Guards outside to kneel down as well. The entire Forbidden City was filled with cheers of long live.

"Hooray!"

The cheers lasted for a long time.

After a long time, the atmosphere in the hall gradually returned to normal. Chong Zhen also calmed down his excitement and struggled to stand up from the ground. He threw Li Zicheng's head to the eunuch beside him and said coldly,

"Hang the head of this traitor above the Meridian Gate. At the same time, I order the world that the traitor Li Zicheng will be beheaded. I want to revive the morale of the Ming Dynasty.”

"This servant obeys!"

Seeing the young eunuch leave, the civil and military officials all stood up, and then their expressions became solemn.

Since Li Zicheng had already been beheaded, it was time to reward him according to his merits.

However, everyone was waiting for Chongzhen to set the tone. After all, Wang Cheng was already a Great General, and destroying Li Zicheng was enough to make him a marquis.

However, everyone looked at Chongzhen, who was sitting silently on the dragon throne. They were all stunned. Why didn't the Emperor express his stance?

Could it be that it was too difficult to make a decision?

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became strange. It was so quiet that it was somewhat oppressive, making people's mouths dry.

"Your Majesty."

Wang Chengen stood at the side and gently reminded him, but Chongzhen ignored him. Instead, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

In fact, Chong Zhen was regretting it now. His heart was filled with contradictions, and his palms were sweating.

Li Zicheng died too quickly, so much so that Chongzhen felt that this was all he had. Moreover, the power he had given Wang Cheng back then seemed to be a little too much.

However, when he looked closely, he suddenly felt that it wasn't that Li Zicheng was too weak, but that Wang Cheng was too strong.

This made Chong Zhen instinctively wary, and a trace of gloominess flashed across his eyes. With Li Zicheng's death, it seemed that there was nothing that could restrain Wang Cheng now.

Although Wang Cheng was still fighting for the sake of the world, who knew how long this loyalty could last.

In particular, Wang Cheng had easily defeated Li Zicheng, who had almost destroyed Great Ming. Would he have other thoughts, such as replacing Li Zicheng?

At the thought of this, a hint of horror flashed across Chong Zhen's eyes. His pupils constricted, and all the hair on his body stood on end. He felt a chill down his spine.

"Hiss-"

As his scalp went numb, Chong Zhen suddenly thought of something. If Wang Cheng rebelled, who could stop him?

He had to balance the forces.

In an instant, Chong Zhen made a decision…

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