A few thousand iron pagodas gave off the aura of a hundred thousand troops. Li Zicheng cried out bitterly in his heart and ran towards Liu Zongmin's camp.
At this moment, Liu Zongmin had received news that the Ming army had broken through the camp of Roaming King and was heading toward him.
Liu Zongmin put on his armor, gathered his soldiers, and set up a defense line. He was prepared to face the Ming army head-on.
"Brother Liu! Save me!"
Li Zicheng panicked on his horse and ran over in a sorry state.
"Long live, don't worry, Zong Min, protect me!"
Not only was Liu Zongmin a fierce general, but he was also extremely loyal to Li Zicheng.
"The Ming army is powerful. Let's go!"
"Don't worry, the capital is already an empty city.
They are just some Guanning Iron Cavalry who came with Wu Xiang. I have a handgun, I will show them the power of a handgun!”
Just as they were talking, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.
"Prepare the muskets!"
Liu Zongmin was a person with ideas. He had fought with the Ming army a few times and knew the power of firearms.
Thus, he took in some captives of the Ming army and had them teach the peasant army how to use firearms.
During the process of training and fighting, a firearms battalion of 1,000 people was formed.
These people were not only accurate with their guns, but they also knew how to use three-line tactics. They could shoot continuously on the battlefield without stopping.
Unfortunately, Liu Zongmin was from the Revolutionary Army and had little knowledge of military affairs.
In addition, he thought that he would win and that the enemy was just a chicken and a dog. Therefore, he made a fatal mistake.
That was, muskets could only defend the city at night, not the field.
He couldn't accurately measure the distance to the Ming cavalry.
The Firearms Battalion began their first round of shooting.
After a series of gunshots, the high-speed charging Iron Futu arrived in front of the Firearms Battalion soldiers.
Long sabers, axes, and maces were used to hack and slash. Liu Zongmin's team was like facing a huge wave, and they were scattered and scattered.
Blood, brain matter, broken limbs, and internal organs flew everywhere on the battlefield.
Liu Zongmin was also someone who could fight tough battles and kill without blinking. However, this was the first time he had seen such a brutal battlefield scene.
"Long live, you retreat first! I'll block them!"
It had to be said that Liu Zongmin was indeed a valiant general. No matter how fierce the enemy was, he was willing to risk his life to protect Li Zicheng.
"No! Brother, let's go together!"
Liu Zongmin grabbed Li Zicheng's red cloak and shouted,""It's too late! Your Majesty, leave quickly!"
With that, he put on his cloak and charged at Guan Shou with his saber raised.
Li Zicheng didn't say much. He rode his horse and ran south.
Guan Shou saw a guy wearing a Nine Yan Coiling Dragon's red cloak coming over with a saber raised, and he was sure that this person was Li Zicheng.
The two of them raised their sabers high and charged forward.
"Dog Ming! Look at the saber!"
"Defy! Behead!"
Clang!
The crisp sound of metal clashing was heard. In just one exchange, Guan Shou had cut Liu Zongmin and his saber in half.
The battle continued. Guan Shou killed his way from the north of the city to the east of the city, then from the south of the city to the west of the city. He circled around Beijing and killed his way through.
At dawn, blood flowed outside the capital.
Zhu Youjian arrived at Li Zicheng's tent under the protection of several iron pagodas.
He was still very interested in this person. He wanted to understand what kind of person this Great Shun Emperor was.
In the end, he was greatly disappointed.
In this large tent, gold and silver treasures were piled up like mountains. There were also many sabers, spears, and armor, but there was not a single book.
However, there were piles of letters on the desk.
Zhu Youjian randomly took out a letter and opened it to read it. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth revealed a stern expression.
It turned out that this letter was written to Li Zicheng by a high official of the court.
It was full of flattery and begging for mercy. In addition, it also wrote that he had given Li Zicheng tens of thousands of taels of silver.
Zhu Youjian gnashed his teeth in hatred. These ministers had donated a few hundred taels to Chongzhen and tens of thousands of taels to Li Zicheng. If he did not kill them, how could he resolve the hatred in his heart?
Putting down the letter, Zhu Youjian sat on Li Zicheng's tiger skin chair and began to ponder over his next step.
At present, Li Zicheng had already been repelled. The main force of the peasant army had been defeated, but the threat was still there.
Wu Sangui was at Shanhaiguan. With the advantage of the pass's terrain, it should not be a problem to resist the Qing army's attack.
Counting the days, Huang Taiji had been dead for more than a year now. Duo Er Gun and Ji Er Ha Lang were stabilizing the political situation.
In history, if not for Wu Sangui borrowing troops, the Qing army would not have rushed south.
History had already begun to change. The butterfly flapped its wings and had to grasp its direction.
The most important thing now was to reorganize the officials in the central government.
He had to make these officials obedient so that they could not have any improper thoughts.
Zhu Youjian pondered deeply. Who was the best person to deal with this group of officials who pretended to be obedient but were secretly rebellious and formed cliques?
Of course, it was a cruel official!
He looked at the dozens of large boxes in the tent, which were filled with gold, pearls, and jade.
These were all things that Li Zicheng had plundered from the officials and royal relatives ever since he started his army.
"Scanning the gold and silver in the tent."
Zhu Youjian was conversing with the System in his mind.
[Scanning the spoils of war: Gold, silver, jade, equivalent to silver, a total of 500,000 taels. The host can choose the civil officials and generals to be selected.]
"Cruel officials, of course I chose a handsome minister.”
Lai Junchen was the most famous cruel official in the history of the Celestial Empire. He had helped Wu Zetian deal with a large number of the Li Imperial Family, including the officials who were loyal to the Li Imperial Family.
He was a cruel and merciless pervert who tortured people and listened to the screams of prisoners during their execution for pleasure.
Using him to deal with these ministers was suitable and satisfying!
The cruel official Lai Junchen of the Tang Dynasty is a third-rate civil official. He is offered one million taels of silver. Do you want to offer it?
The host does not have enough silver. Please choose again.
"System, can't you overdraft first or pay in installments?
You can also collect interest! I guarantee that with Lai Junchen, in a month's time...
I can extract ten million taels from these capital officials.”
The system was silent. Zhu Youjian shook his head helplessly.
Suddenly, Zhu Youjian thought of another person.
"System, help me check how much Lu Bing wants.”
In his previous life's memories, this Lu Bing had left a deep impression on Zhu Youjian.
This guy had been by Emperor Jiajing's side since he was young and was the emperor's childhood friend.
When the palace was on fire, no one dared to enter the palace to save the Emperor.
Only Lu Bing dared to brave the fire and save the emperor. His loyalty was definitely not a problem.
Zhu Youjian had summoned him not only because of his loyalty.
The reason why he asked this man to come out was mainly because of his identity as the commander of the Jinyiwei.
When this guy was in office, he was not afraid of anyone, let alone Yan Song.
Even the East Chamber was polite to him. He was polite and did not dare to frame him.
Why? It wasn't because of his high status or prestige, but because Lu Bing was a master at framing people.
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