"My little Chongzhen child who fell in love with your mother, I must have been tricked by you!"

Li Zicheng took the knife and chopped down the big tree in front of him angrily, roaring angrily: "These bastards of Tartars, I will kill you sooner or later."

In the mountains and forests, Li Zicheng's filial piety echoed.

Li Tieshan, Pei Xionghu and other old camp generals all looked dull and lay slumped on the ground. Fire guns, swords, etc. were scattered on the ground.

From the time they crossed the sea and left Tianjin to the time they rushed to the Liaonan sea area to land, the bumpy sea along the way, coupled with Li Zicheng's influence, made them less afraid of Jianlu.

Until they encountered a group of Jianlu soldiers and horses, a motley team of more than a thousand people was defeated by less than a hundred Jianlu soldiers. The group of people named Li Tieshan felt fear.

This man's heart is almost broken.

After venting his anger, Li Zicheng picked up the long curled knife. When he saw the scene in front of him, he frowned and sighed in his heart.

"Get the fuck up!"

Li Zicheng held the knife, opened his eyes slightly, and shouted sternly: "We haven't escaped Jianlu's pursuit yet. If we don't want Jianlu to chop off our heads, we should continue to run for me."

Li Zicheng's roar was not heard by everyone. Looking at Li Tieshan, Pei Xionghu and others, they all stood up from the ground. Li Zicheng's anxious heart finally calmed down a little.

The more than a thousand troops that accompanied him to Liao now have less than 400 left, and the elite of the old battalion he selected are less than a hundred.

Liaodong controlled by Jianlu is like a Shura field to them. If they want to avoid being massacred by Jianlu on the battlefield, they must become stronger!

"Li Tieshan, Pei Xionghu, you guys come here with me."

Li Zicheng had long given up on the people outside the old camp. These people were alive only to be used as cannon fodder to help them escape when necessary.

Li Tieshan, Pei Xionghu and others, who looked a little dull, followed Li Zicheng to a secluded place. They didn't know what they were going to do next.

"Cheer up my spirits."

Li Zicheng squatted on the ground, picked up a few stones, frowned and shouted: "After just a few defeats, everyone's heart is timid?

Look at your worthless appearance.

How did each of you show off your arrogance when you and I were on the same ship together? Where was your previous vigor? Were you all scared away by Jianlu?"

"Brother, the Jianlu from Liaodong are too strong, we are no match at all."

Li Tieshan held his head, his words were timid, and he roared: "A mere hundred soldiers can defeat us..."

"Shut your mouth!"

Seeing Li Tieshan's depressing words, Li Zicheng glared and scolded: "We have many troops, but most of them are stragglers. How many of you who were selected by me to join the old camp have died?

Just a dozen of his mother died.

We have just arrived and have not understood the strength of Jianlu. Even if we experience some defeats, it is normal. As long as our old camp does not collapse, it will not be defeated."

After several battles with Jianlu's small team, Li Zicheng realized how powerful Jianlu was, but Jianlu was not without its shortcomings in Liaonan.

Li Zicheng knew very well that if he had such a head-on confrontation with Jianlu, he would definitely not survive, and most likely his head would be chopped off by Jianlu.

He was asked to lead the remaining troops to surrender to the Jianlu. Not to mention that he didn't want to do this in his heart. Even if he did surrender, he would probably be beheaded.

Jianlu was bloodthirsty, he had seen this.

In this current situation, it seems that there is no other way in front of us except death. If you want to get rid of this situation, you must find another way.

"Now let's ask our Laoying camp to go head-to-head with Jianlu. That will definitely not work. If we do, we will die."

After scolding Li Tieshan, Li Zicheng, who suppressed his anger, took the stones, placed them, and said seriously: "So what we have to do now is to get rid of Jianlu's pursuit first.

After that, we will stay day and night, no longer actively provoke the captives, and choose some manors far away from the city. There will not only be food there, but also women for your enjoyment.

In addition, in these Jianlu manors, there are many Aha who are oppressed by them. These are good soldiers. As long as we can inspire their bravery, the strength of our old camp can be enhanced."

Listening to what Li Zicheng said, Pei Xionghu and others opened their eyes slightly, and even Li Tieshan, who was a little timid, also listened.

"Brother, what should we do if we can't defeat them? This Jianlu is too strong. Even if we attack their manor, we can't be sure to win it."

"Brother, if we make too much noise and the Jianlu stationed in various places in southern Liaoning find out, they will definitely send troops to round us up. The Jianlu are no better than the Ming army, and they will move very quickly."

"Brother..."

After Li Zicheng finished speaking, people like Pei Xionghu and Li Tieshan all expressed their worries, with fear of Jianlu on their brows.

Faced with such a situation, Li Zicheng did not rush to scold him, but instead asked everyone to tell everyone what they were thinking.

After all, whether he can survive in Liaonan, these generals from the old camp in front of him are the guarantee for his survival.

"I think you all think too much."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Li Zicheng smiled ferociously and said, "We stay up day and night and look for small manors to fight. Do you think we can't beat them?

When we plunder a few manors, the old battalion will have more men and horses, grab some war horses, and then rush towards Xiuyan City.

The terrain there is relatively complex, and there are not many Jianlu troops stationed there. Don’t forget, the Dongjiang Army of the Ming Dynasty will also raid southern Liaoning during this period..."

Li Zicheng told half-truths and half-falsehoods. The people named Pei Xionghu and Li Tieshan opened their eyes slightly.

They had been beaten timidly by the Jianlu before, but now they had some fighting spirit.

"What we have to do now is not to engage in loss-making business."

Seeing the change in everyone, Li Zicheng stood up and said: "As long as we can stir up a stir and cause chaos in Liaonan, the Ming army, which likes to compete for war glory, will frequently attack Liaonan to call the Dog Emperor to them.

reward.

If we can really get to that point, our chance to become king will come.

When the time comes, I will act like an emperor, and you will all be knighted. You are all eight-foot-tall men, but you will give in when you encounter this little setback?"

When Li Zicheng said this, people like Pei Xionghu and Li Tieshan stood up one after another. Their widened eyes made Li Zicheng feel very happy.
Chapter completed!