In the spring of the 17th year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng's army had occupied the entire Henan Province, and its troops were directed towards Zhili and Shandong.

"Your Majesty, the intruders captured Jinan City yesterday, and the Shandong commander-in-chief died in the battle. Now Shandong is no longer able to stop the intruders from attacking the city and plundering the land. Please send troops to rescue the emperor."

"There is a famine in the south of the Yangtze River. Please ask the court to sow grain for disaster relief."

"The ground in Sichuan has turned upside down, houses have collapsed, and there have been numerous casualties among soldiers and civilians. We are in urgent need of money and food to help the victims and appease the people."

"The epidemic in the capital is difficult to contain. All the villages outside the city are infected and all will die within ten days. Please give me your permission, please."

Emperor Chongzhen's body trembled with every piece of bad news. His eyes were full of exhaustion and anger, but he was unable to vent it.

"Hong Chengchou died in the battle, and the vitality of the officers and soldiers was severely damaged. How to deal with the intruders? Do you have any plans?"

Emperor Chongzhen steeled himself to ask.

No one in the huge Qianqing Palace spoke.

In a long silence, Emperor Chongzhen looked at the ministers below. They lowered their heads and looked solemn, like statues, which made him feel so lonely and helpless.

The young Emperor Chongzhen stood up, his chest seemed to have a fire slowly burning, "I have served as an official in the Zhu family for three hundred years, will all your ministers repay me in this way?"

The resentful tone made the ministers a little uneasy. They looked around, made eye contact with the colleagues around them, silently but clearly reached a consensus, and slowly lowered their heads again.

He Yaowen glanced at the aloof emperor and smiled mockingly.

"The Zhu family has served as officials for three hundred years, so naturally there are people who are dedicated to their duties."

A minister stood up and looked at the ministers in the hall, "However, there are constant factional disputes in the court, high positions are occupied by sluts, and people with lofty ideals have no place to stand. Isn't it you, the emperor, who has caused all this?"

As soon as this was said, all the ministers and ministers were shocked and made a sound.

"The emperor wants to be the leader of the ZTE, but he doesn't know what it means to be a wise king. He is stubborn, unkind, and eager for quick success. This is why the court is full of smoke and local people are filled with resentment. How can the world survive and how can the Ming Dynasty survive?"

How did the Ming Dynasty survive?

These words completely stripped away the remaining dignity of Emperor Chongzhen, and the boiling anger broke out at this moment. He was like an angry child, without any sense at all.

"Rebellious ministers and traitors, traitorous ministers and traitors. Capture him, drag him out and beat him to death."

Some of the ministers stood up and scolded him righteously, some were silent, some were thoughtful, and some couldn't bear it, but everyone looked at the furious emperor with distrust in their eyes.

Emperor Chongzhen's remaining sanity also disappeared. He looked at the ministers below like a furious dragon.

"The national treasury is empty, the country is in danger, and all the ministers and ministers are the pillars of the country. Can you generously donate your money to help me eliminate the traitors and support the Ming Dynasty?"

The ministers prostrated themselves on the ground and said they obeyed.

In the summer of the 16th year of Chongzhen, the prosperous capital was like an old dragon lying on the ground. The most prosperous city in the world, the capital of the Ming Empire, was now surrounded by war. Thousands of troops and horses were surrounding it. The peasant army, like the warriors subduing the dragon, thrust their swords into the dragon's body.

Li Zicheng sat upright on his beloved horse, stroking the saddle with his rough palms, looking at the huge city of the capital surrounded by fire from a distance.

"As a punishment for the people's crimes, Zhu Mingxia is destined to be destroyed in the real fire, and I, Li Zicheng, will become the master of the world."

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The towering city gate tower collapsed, and cheers were heard in the distance. Li Zicheng stretched out his hand towards the capital, guarding his hundreds of thousands of troops, like a swarm of ants charging towards a giant dragon, eager to eat the

Fresh flesh and blood.

Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself at Meishan, leaving behind the last words "Let thieves break my corpse into pieces, but they will not hurt any of my people." He covered his face and died.

After the peasant army entered the city, they looted wealthy households in the capital, causing numerous tragedies.

Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

At the same time, a war that will determine the fate of the entire Northeast is also unfolding.

Spring of the 16th year of Chongzhen

The morning glow spread across the sky like a dark red fire. The gate of the majestic Jinzhou City slowly opened. With the sound of metal friction as the hinges were raised, a majestic army walked out of the city gate.

At the forefront was a young man wearing mountain armor and holding a tiger-tooth gun. His solemn face was wrapped in a metal helmet. The bright red tassels were floating in the air, like the arrows of this army, breaking the black and yellow earth.

into two halves.

A group of Liaodong generals followed respectfully, their eyes resting on the solemn army, looking at the young people in front, their eyes full of awe and conviction.

On the city tower, Wu Sangui touched the handle of the waist knife and watched the army march out, his eyes full of longing.

With the Governor personally leading the troops, there is no doubt that this war will be won. He also wants to be able to follow the Governor to make contributions and make his own achievements.

But in this war, the order he received was to guard Jinzhou City and protect the safety of Liaodong.

A month later, good news came.

Under the control of the Dongjiang Army, the Governor successfully defeated Daishan and captured Daishan, Sahalian and other generals. Daishan immediately agreed to surrender.

It's just that whether he surrendered to the governor or the Ming Dynasty, everyone tacitly did not mention it.

Daishan was placed under house arrest in Jinzhou City, and Yue Tuo followed the governor to march to Shengjing.

Huang Taiji took the initiative to abandon most of the city and retreated to Shengjing. The two sides started a battle in Shengjing. Li Yi won every battle with an absolute advantage, and Huang Taiji retreated.

Dorgon, Azig and other generals agreed to Li Yi's conditions, led troops to rebel, and successfully defeated Shengjing with Li Yi's internal cooperation.

Huang Taiji's son Hauge was killed by Dorgon, and Huang Taiji fled in panic with his soldiers.

But in the north, the way was blocked by Amin's army.

Huang Taiji was attacked by A Min and Li Yi, and was defeated and committed suicide. A Min surrendered voluntarily, willing to become the king of Guiyi and a foreign vassal of the Ming Dynasty. Li Yi accepted the conditions.

At the same time, Salhatu came to see Li Yi in person and asked for help. Li Yi took control of the entire Northeast region.

Since Nurhachi's rebellion in the Wanli year, the Ming Dynasty has finally won complete victory.

But the Ming Dynasty had no energy to celebrate this great victory, because three days later, the capital fell and Emperor Chongzhen committed suicide.

Li Yi reorganized the Eight Banners Army, led by generals such as Yue Tuo, Dorgon, and Azige, and entered the Pass together with the Liaodong Army.

At this time, Li Zicheng also sent a vanguard to Shanhaiguan.

When the capital fell, Wu Sangui's father Wu Xiang was tortured to death. Wu Sangui refused and killed Li Zicheng's envoy to block the advancing army.

A month later, Li Yi led the Liaodong and Eight Banners armies to enter the pass.

For some people, history has ended, while for others, it has just begun.
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