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Just when Zhang Zhiwei was leading the way towards Li Chuang's camp under Li Xin's leadership.
On the other side, at Li Chuang's camp, bursts of smoke were rising, and a group of Dashun officers and soldiers were having breakfast.
This is thirty miles away from the capital. As long as the army marches normally, it will reach the capital at noon, so everyone must march quickly after eating.
Regarding this attack on the capital, Li Zicheng and a group of Dashun core personnel, who were temporarily camped in an old landlord's house, were very confident. Not to mention that Dashun now dispatched 50,000 old soldiers and commanded 250,000 new recruits. A huge camp totaling 300,000 people.
Let's just say that the current capital city, according to the information from the spies, has just experienced the plague, and the city's personnel have been severely reduced. In addition, all the imperial troops who could fight have been sent to the front line by Chongzhen and Dashun to defeat them.
The strength of the two parties is not equal at all. In addition, many high-ranking officials in the capital have connections with Dashun. Therefore, in the eyes of the Dashun core, this attack on the capital does not look like an attempt to conquer the capital at all. To receive the capital.
In fact, this is the case in history. The Ming Dynasty's two hundred years of gradually decaying rule has made his people hate him. Because of the folk song about King Chuang coming and not paying for food, Dashun's attack on Beijing was not really an attack at all. When he got up, the city gate was opened by the internal forces and surrender faction in the city.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, the capital is at my fingertips!"
In the big tent, Song Xiance, who was wearing a Taoist robe, said to the first one-eyed man wearing a hood, "And as long as you ascend the throne in the capital once more, your dragon energy will naturally have a foundation, and our Dashun court will last forever. !”
And this one-eyed man with a hood is Li Zicheng, the Dashun Emperor who ascended the throne in Xi'an in February.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
After saying three good words in a row, Li Zicheng was filled with joy, "For the sake of the great prosperity of the Dashun court, I will naturally hold another grand enthronement ceremony in the capital!"
"Your Majesty, if we obtain the capital today, we can hold the enthronement ceremony tomorrow!"
Another Dashun Humerus, Niu Jinxing also spoke at this time.
In the field, General Liu Zongmin also stood up with an excited look on his face, "Well, I heard that Emperor Chongzhen's treasury is full of silver. As long as we capture the capital, we brothers will all be able to live a good life in the future!"
"Your Majesty, I have also heard that the silver in the Ming Dynasty's treasury is as big as a brick, and there is so much money that it is piled into mountains. The corrupt officials who were raided along the way in Dashun are all extremely rich. Then this The Ming Palace must also be very rich!"
"No matter what, it will cost tens of millions of taels of silver!"
Another important minister of Dashun, Gu Junen, also turned red and spoke, "As long as Beijing is captured, the money will belong to the brothers!"
"Ten million taels of silver! I'm waiting for my brothers to pick it up in the capital!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Your Majesty, quickly order the brothers to set off! As long as we get to the capital, we will have money and women!"
Tian Jianxiu, the commander-in-chief of the various camps, could no longer control his heart.
"Okay, since brothers are in such a hurry, don't worry about it anymore..."
Li Zicheng looked at the lively atmosphere with a happy face. He was about to give the order for the entire army to prepare to set off.
"It's not good, it's not good, Emperor Shun is not good!"
"The camp is being attacked, someone is attacking the camp!"
An old camp soldier suddenly rushed in and shouted in panic as he came in, interrupting what Li Zicheng wanted to say.
Li Zicheng, who was sitting in the first place, knew this old camp soldier who had followed him in Shaanxi. He endured the anger caused by the interruption and asked.
"Old Zhang, why are you so unreasonable? We are in rebellion now and are about to attack the capital. It is normal that the Ming army will come to stop us."
"Your Majesty Shun...but...but..."
Lao Zhang, who was kneeling on the ground, was panting and wanted to explain, but he was too anxious.
"But what...how many people from the Ming army came this time make you so afraid?"
General Liu Zongmin also spoke at this time.
"Back... back to the general... I just came... I came..."
"one person!"
When the old camp soldier Lao Zhang said this, he swallowed his saliva and looked frightened.
"What?!"
"Are you afraid that this will happen when only one person comes?"
Hearing Lao Zhang's words, all the core generals of Dashun went crazy and looked at the old soldier with strange looks.
"Generals, let me explain. The old Taoist priest who came here knows magic!"
Sensing the strange looks from the generals, Lao Zhang quickly explained.
"Hahaha, old Taoist priest who knows magic, Lao Zhang, you must have become confused after drinking!"
Li Zicheng saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he came over and patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder and said, "I won't punish you this time. Let's wait until we capture the capital before drinking the celebration wine. Now, let's wake up first. Don't make a joke." !”
"Your Majesty Shun, you really didn't lie. That Taoist priest not only knows magic, he can also fly!"
When Lao Zhang saw that Li Zicheng didn't believe that he still wanted to go down to sober up, he became anxious.
"Huh? Lao Zhang, you lied about the military situation in front of me again and again. Don't you think you are soft-hearted because you have become the emperor of Dashun?"
Li Zicheng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little displeased by Lao Zhang's words.
"Your Majesty Shun, everything you said is true!"
Boom!
As soon as Lao Zhang finished speaking, he heard a loud boom, and a ray of light suddenly penetrated from the sky and pierced the roof of the wooden house, revealing the sky outside.
Then everyone heard the sounds of the outside world that were originally blocked by the house.
"Brothers, kill, kill that monster!"
"Shoot an arrow and shoot him to death!"
"Ah, here, here!"
"..."
This small town on the outskirts of the capital has been occupied by Li Chuang's army, but at this time it has turned into a mess, with thick smoke and shouts of killing everywhere.
In fact, here, these core Dashun generals thought that only Lao Zhao had reported the wrong number of people to attack the camp, and that there should be a lot of Ming troops coming.
Until they actually passed the roof and saw a golden light flashing past in the distance, and there was a vague figure within the golden light, all their speculations were overturned again.
"Is that a person flying over?"
Someone rubbed his eyes and felt as if he was dazzled.
"It seems, right!"
Gu Junen was a little unsure.
"This is not a fairy!"
Taoist priest Song Xiance said at this time, "It should be the short-term flight achieved by the Gang Qi body protection. It is rumored that in ancient times, there were masters above the Gang Qi realm who could fly in the air!"
Naturally, Song Xiance could not admit that there were gods in the Ming court, otherwise his image as a master in Dashun would collapse due to the appearance of gods.
"Mingting actually invited a master who can fly!"
Li Zicheng looked ugly and murmured, "To have such a master help me, could it be that Mingting's fate should not be cut off?"
