In a mountain valley in the distance, Shanxi general Wang Wannian put away his musket and poked out his head and said, "Here's the headshot?"

Wang Tingchen, the general of Miyun beside him, nodded and said, "No, I didn't see any blood spray..."

"What are you talking about? I'll talk about it if I catch it!"

The person who spoke was Hu Dawei, the general general of Xuanfu. He held a big knife and waved to hundreds of people around him, saying, "Go and deal with them!"

After the Zhending War, after the 180,000 Ming army was defeated, Wang Wannian and Wang Tingchen ran all the way to Shanxi, and were then rushed into Shanxi by the Shun army. The two of them led their remaining soldiers to fight guerrillas in the northern Zhili area.

This time, the Shun Army came out in full swing and wanted to fight the Ming army. The two of them followed and harassed and cut off the supply line of the Shun Army.

In Shandong, Wang Wannian and Wang Tingchen happened to meet the long-lost general of Xuanfu Hu Dawei.

The three of them combined the remaining soldiers into one place, specializing in fighting guerrillas and knocking sticks, and were preparing to make some military achievements to atone for their sins. They went to Nanjing to join Emperor Tianwu. Liu Zeqing, who surrendered to the Shun Army, naturally became the target of the three.

"Where is Benbron?"

Liu Zeqing, who was lying on the ground, gradually woke up, and felt a buzzing sound in his head, and the iron helmet on his head had already flown out several meters away.

"In my hands of your grandpa!"

Wang Wannian smiled, blocked the musket on his forehead, and said, "You old boy are so brave. I'm fine if I fuck you with one shot?"

Seeing the big man with a big face above, Liu Zeqing immediately got up and quickly glanced around, but saw his personal guard lying all over the ground, and the soldiers around him were all wearing bad mandarin duck jackets that broke the Ming army.

He said in shock: "Why are you?"

Hu Dawei grabbed his hair, lifted him up, blocked him in front of him and asked, "You dog, you should run away again!"

As he said that, Hu Dawei picked up the big knife in his hand and prepared to give him three swords and six holes.

Wang Wannian quickly stopped him and said, "Brother Hu, you can't kill him, it's useless to keep him!"

Hu Dawei said in confusion: "What's the use of this waste?"

"After all, he is the local emperor of Dongchang Prefecture. He can use him to take over Dongchang Prefecture without any blood. What a great contribution!"

After saying that, Wang Wannian walked behind Liu Zeqing, dragged the musket in his hand and came roughly at the back of his head. Liu Zeqing suddenly turned his eyes and fell into a coma again.

Wang Wannian then said: "When it is finished, it will be handed over to His Majesty for disposal. It is also a waste reuse, which is a double contribution!"

"You are still active!" Hu Dawei gave him a thumbs up, carried Liu Qingze over and turned his horse, and the group cheered towards Dongchang City.

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The northern part of Baoding Prefecture is more than 1,000 miles from Qufu, Shandong and more than 300 miles from Beijing City.

The elite cavalry of the Dragon Martial Army kept roaring and running wildly, just like the death-seeking King of Hell, chasing Li Zicheng for more than a thousand miles for seven days and nights.

Li Zicheng ran away desperately towards the capital, and all the old camps ran away desperately, hoping to arrive in Beijing as soon as possible and gain protection from the left-behind Dashun Army.

Along the way, Li Zicheng was horrified to find that no one in the countryside welcomed him wherever he passed.

When they were under the banner of the King of Chuang, the people of all villages and villages all came out to greet them with sticks and hoes. At first, he thought the villagers were coming out to help intercept the Longwu army behind him, but he didn't expect that they were all for him...

Li Zicheng was very surprised that half a year ago, the Dashun Army was still here to the capital. At that time, there were welcome people along the way. They ate pots of sautum and sang the song of the King of Chuang. Why is the change of people now so great?

Thinking about his high spirits back then, Li Zicheng really didn't expect that he would have such a day.

Passing by Hejian Prefecture and Zhending Prefecture, just as the old camp was flying and galloping with the banner of the Dashun Army, a large group of villagers surrounded him with guys in their hands, and threw bricks and tiles from afar. Li Zicheng and others did not dare to stop, so they could only cover their faces and continue to run away with their heads in their arms, and flee north desperately.

There were pursuers behind them, and people kept intercepting and shouting for killing along the way. Li Zicheng had fewer and fewer people around him. However, there were too many pursuers, and at least four or five thousand cavalry were biting them.

Every time Li Zicheng saw the Tianwu cavalry chasing him from afar, a wave of despair would surge in his heart. According to this situation, he might be at most a few hundred old camps left after he arrived in the capital.

Li Zicheng could not believe that the King Zhen of the Sky Tiger was completely unbelievable. He was actually a detailed work by the Ming court!

I remembered that Wang Zhen kept encouraging him to join forces with the Dashun army to fight together, and he kept praising him as a talent for Dashun.

It's a great irony now. That dog's Seizure is just trying to take Dashun Jun into a slaughter, including himself, the Emperor Yongchang!

Li Zicheng was very painful inside and was full of despair about the future.

At this time, all the old camps in front stopped.

Li Zicheng frowned and asked, "What's going on before?"

An old camp general said: "King of Breaking, the horse is probing the horse. The Daqing River is ahead. The river surface is too wide and there are no ships within a few miles."

"Go and look for it again!" Li Zicheng shouted.

At this moment, he remembered the King of Western Chu who committed suicide on the Wujiang River. Will his ending be like Xiang Yu?

He shook his head, he had been through the battlefield for a long time, was brave and strong, and could only die in battle and never commit suicide!

Suddenly, an old camp soldier shouted: "The King of Chuang, the Ming army is chasing me again! Run!"

The old camp immediately panicked and rode their horses around, not knowing where to run, and looked at Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng was not familiar with the place here, so he didn't know where to run. He had no idea for a moment and could only run west along the Daqing River, maybe he could run to Shaanxi...

However, Cao Bianjiao was quite familiar with the environment here. At the end of the 11th year of Chongzhen, the Tianwu Army went north to serve the king and went here. They fought several major battles nearby and wiped out many Tartars.

With a wave of his hand, the Longwu Army immediately encircled Li Zicheng in various directions.

It didn't take long for the old camp, which ran around like a headless fly, was finally caught up by the Longwu Army.

Looking at Li Zicheng who was blocked by the river and the old camp with less than a thousand people around him, Cao Bianjiao immediately ordered to charge and break the charge!

Li Zicheng looked at Cao Bianjiao, knowing that money could not buy life from him, so he roared and ordered a breakout.

Under the death-time counterattack of the old camp, the two sides fought fiercely, and the battle was very fierce.

With the harsh sound of weapons fighting each other, less than half of nearly half of the Qian Lao camp were surrounded and killed, and Li Zicheng's body was also covered with scars.

In the cold light, Cao Bianjiao rushed towards Li Zicheng with a spear like a dragon, stabbing hard from his chest to his back.

Li Zicheng's moment was pale, and blood surged in the corners of his mouth. He stared at Cao Bianjiao, smiled bitterly, and said, "I didn't expect that I would die in your hands in the end."

Cao Bianjiao looked at him coldly and said, "You should have died long ago!"

Li Zicheng's smile was stunned and said in a weak voice: "I am a little person, if I lose, I will lose..."

He used all his last strength to pull out the spear that pierced into his chest, spitting blood and falling back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground with a loud bang. The blood kept flowing out of him, taking away his vitality.

The official rebellion was rebelled, and the King of Breakings Gao Yingxiang fought in all directions. He was suppressed by the officers and soldiers. After several ups and downs, he went out to the mountains to fight again. He led hundreds of thousands of Breakings to fight the Central Plains, and finally swept the world and established Dashun!

Recalling his past, Li Zicheng slowly closed his eyes and left the last sentence of his life: "I'm worth it in this life..."

As soon as Li Zicheng died, the old camp, which was still fighting to the death, no longer had the intention of fighting. They threw down their weapons, dismounted and knelt down next to Li Zicheng's body, and cried loudly.

Cao Bianjiao looked at his body, with no joy on his face, but instead sighed.
Chapter completed!