Chapter 299: Passing to the world!
"kill!"
The cavalry was galloping, and the battle flag was waving. In the shocking shouts and killing, they tore up the remaining defeated generals with a thunderous force and rushed into the Fufeng City, which had already attracted the attention of the world.
The entire Fufeng City was in chaos while the defeated soldiers fled!
Kill and be killed, pursue and flee. Countless soldiers who were energetic not long ago were soldiers. At this moment, they were fleeing desperately like dogs from a stray family!
A messenger raised the flag and ran to the various troops of the Beijing army entering the city, shouting loudly: "The general has an order. Before sunset, we must clear the remaining enemies in the city without delay!"
"The last order will be received!"
A general rushed out and took over the flag, but he didn't politely. He stood up: "Brothers, kill me with me!"
Immediately, he rode his horse, surrounded by riders, waved his blades, and the smoke filled the gunpowder and bloody completely enveloped the city.
It was almost sunset and dusk that this disordered and chaotic city had just returned to order. The noisy shouts and killings slowly returned to peace. Only the occasional roar sounded, which did not prove the uneasyness of the city.
At the city gate, the residual value of the broken arm still exists, and a thick layer of blood invades the earth. The horse's hooves stomp on it lightly makes it even more bloody.
"Report to General, the remaining enemies in the city have been basically eliminated!"
A general rushed over and then turned over and dismounted, half-kneeling in a pool of blood.
"good."
Li Xiu nodded, then looked at the bright sun and moon flag that had already fluttered above the city tower. Under the afterglow of the sunset, the flag was flying, which also meant that this city that was separated from the rule of the Ming Dynasty was also returning to the rule of the Ming Dynasty.
"Walk!"
"Walk!"
In the silence, a sudden noise suddenly arose. Then, under the rough push of several soldiers, a man wearing a Ming official robe and disheveled hair was taken to the war horse.
"Kneel down!"
The scabbard was swung and ruthlessly chopped the legs of these officials. The official also knelt in front of Li Xiu in a mess.
"Good luck to Mr. Qin! Give luck to Mr. Qin, I was forced!"
"Duke Qin!"
After glanced at the Fufeng Magistrate who had opened the door to Li Zicheng to present the city, Li Xiu waved his hand casually. Several soldiers immediately stepped forward and grabbed the official and begged for mercy. The sound of begging for mercy was immediately shrill.
Finally, the blade fell, and the shrill begging for mercy came to an abrupt end. A man's head rolled down, his eyes widened, and he still stared at the direction where Li Xiu was.
But between this sea of corpses and blood, a head and a body are insignificant, and no one will care about it at all.
Step on...
Just as Li Xiu was about to enter the city, the sound of horse hooves rumbling in the distance came faintly, and then the iron cavalry was rushing, and the leader seemed to be the Qianzong of the cavalry, Huang Degong, who led his troops to pursue Li Zicheng.
The iron cavalry rushed over, and Huang Degong's expression was obviously unconcealed from his excitement. He turned over and dismounted, half-kneeled on the ground, his voice trembled:
"Fortunately, the general will not be humiliated and will capture the thief leader Li Zicheng alive!"
Immediately, Li Zicheng, who was tied up tightly under the push of several soldiers, also appeared in front of Li Xiu.
"Okay! Not bad!"
Li Xiu was not stingy with praise, turned over and dismounted, and personally helped Huang Degong up. After a while, he looked at Li Zicheng, who was forced to kneel on the ground, with a bruised and swollen face!
Seeing Li Zicheng's face full of reluctance, and looking at him for a moment, Li Xiu suddenly turned around and turned over and said, "Drag it down, kill it, and pass it on to the world!"
The sound was still echoing at the city gate, but Li Xiu had already rode his horse into the city, and saw the war horse galloping and blood floating.
This statement is undoubtedly like a bolt from the blue to Li Zicheng.
His body trembled, his face full of disbelief.
As the leader of the rebel army in the world, he didn't even need to interrogate him or her? He didn't even have the qualification to escort him to Beijing?
No matter how unbelievable it is, at this moment, there is no room for Li Zicheng to choose.
Several soldiers stepped forward and pressed Li Zicheng to the ground. Huang Degong drew his sword and stepped forward. The sword fell down. The head of the thief who was dominating the northern border and disturbing the world separated his head and fell into this pool of blood.
The body was abandoned on the roadside like the countless soldiers who died in battle. The final result may be to be buried in a mass grave or to expose the corpse in the wilderness.
The head level enjoys the ultimate treatment, lime pickling and wooden boxes preserved. For a long time in the future, this head level will appear in every place in the north and south of the Yangtze River, shocking all those who have bad intentions.
And what moved with this head was the courier of victory that was waving!
From Fufeng to the capital, the thousand-mile road was to spread the news that Li Zicheng's troops were pacified along the way, and finally arrived in Beijing for victory!
Everything is just because the Ming Dynasty today needs this great victory.
The afterglow of the sunset falls on the ground. In this Fufeng City, it is a comfortable and comfortable feeling after the great victory. At this moment, in the southern desert grassland, several envoys from the Ming Dynasty were all unspeakable pessimism, even... despair!
The vast grasslands, the mountains are stretched, the clouds are high, and the sky is wide. It is a rare beauty in the Central Plains. All literati and poets have been forced to use the scenery to express their emotions for this, leaving behind many ink-like treasures.
At this moment, no matter how rare the Ming envoys came from the capital, it was hard to resonate with the slightest amount of beauty.
Coming from the capital, he traveled thousands of miles to the south of the Moon, and in the name of the Ming Dynasty, he pacified and won all Mongolian tribes in the south of the Moon.
There is no doubt that under the current situation, this task has been extremely uncertain from the beginning.
However, with the Jizhen troops in Monan, the military power shocked the iron cavalry in Monan and the Liaodong, everything seemed to have a chance to turn around.
But as time went by, the situation inside and outside the Ming Dynasty became worse and the blatant arrival of the envoys of the Later Jin Dynasty, the situation in the south of the desert seemed to fall into the abyss again.
"The Khan is out hunting and is not in the tent. Please choose a date for the envoy to come again!"
Outside the big tent, listening to the clear sound of joy in the banquet, Shi Bang-chan stood silently, just a few feet away, how could he not know whether the great khan of this Mongolian tribe was there.
He even knew who was the person who was entertained in this banquet? The envoy of the Later Jin Dynasty who should not have appeared here, and the Khan of the Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert.
As a result of the support of the Ming Dynasty, one should be a hawk in the Ming Dynasty. However, with the harsh internal and external situation of the Ming Dynasty, the attitudes of these Mongolian tribes also have a clear and visible change.
From compliments during the military performance in Jizhen to coldness, to the blatant blatantness now!
Although I don’t want to see it, the choice of Mongolia in southern desert seems to be clearly predictable.
After a long silence, Shi Bangyao's expression suddenly became firm. He looked up at the big tent in front of him and shouted loudly: "Da Khan still remembers what Mr. Qin said!"
Chapter completed!