Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 58: Bauhinia is closed and the sound of cannons is faint
  Liu Mao, who was unwilling to attack because of the rebuttal, and He Wenzhao, who was eager to try, wanted to fight for it. Lu Mou did not give them a chance and continued to express his strategic ideas: "My purpose is to get the main force of the rogue bandits here and let them Can no longer flow to other battlefields.

Therefore, this time the new army is stationed and replaced, it is necessary to avoid alerting the enemy as much as possible. We must not let the enemy know that we will have a steady stream of troops to replace you.

In order for the new army to be tempered by the blood and fire here, the flags at the top of the city must not be changed, and the strength of the troops at the top of the city must not be increased.

It is best if the soldiers who go up to the city still wear the tattered armor of the original soldiers to create an illusion for the enemy. Let the enemy always be lucky and continue to fight us here. Instead of giving up here and flowing in other directions. This is the big picture.

For this reason, I once again solemnly ordered the military strength to absolutely not attack, exposing our strength and combat effectiveness, and scaring away the enemy. "

Only then did Liu Mao understand the deep meaning of King Ding's use of the army, and he couldn't help but admire him in his heart. Although King Ding was young, he was neither impatient nor impatient, but he had a lot of troubles in his heart. Long-term vision and clear strategic layout.

If King Ding grows up, he will definitely revive the Ming Dynasty in the future.

Standing up again: "The general understands the deep meaning of the prince. Don't worry, the prince, the general will definitely make the bandits on the opposite side feel that my city gate is in danger at any time. As long as they work harder, they can take them down and kill them." Totally stuck here."

Lu Mou then smiled reassuringly: "It's good that you understand my strategic thinking. As long as this battle lasts for half a year, I will remember the general's first contribution to the rebirth of the Ming Dynasty."

The blood-red morning sun rose again behind Zijingguan, illuminating the broken Ming Dynasty military flag. The Ming army flag was already scarred, but it fluttered stubbornly in the strong morning wind.

Liu Zongmin galloped over on horseback and greeted Li Zicheng, who had just arrived on the battlefield to supervise the battle: "Brother."

Hearing such a call, Li Zicheng's brows furrowed slightly unnoticed.

Liu Zongmin ignored the report: "I observed yesterday that although the defenders on the city are still tenacious, their morale is low. Although the few soldiers who rushed forward were forced down, according to them, they were all Liu Mao's personal soldiers. The result was a fight to the death, while the other soldiers hid far away and did not dare to step forward."

Li Zicheng nodded silently to express his approval.

"At the same time, I counted silently in my mind. The artillery fire on the city was much sparser than yesterday. The defenders on the city were not at the most critical moment and rarely fired artillery. This proves that their artillery losses were serious. , has not been replenished, and the gunpowder is running low, and has not been increased.”

Li Zicheng said happily: "It seems that the Ming army is at the end of its war effort and is about to run out of ammunition and food. As long as we work harder, we can take this pass and force the city of Beijing to fall."

Liu Zhongmin laughed proudly: "That's exactly the truth. When the time comes, I will save my eldest brother, sit on the dragon chair in the Golden Palace, be a dignified and true emperor, and enjoy the flowers and mountains. Wouldn't it be happy?"

These words stabbed Li Zicheng's heart again. You, Liu Zongmin, are too arrogant and arrogant. You really don't care about any pot.

Am I the real emperor only when I sit on the chair in the Golden Palace in Beijing? Could it be that since Dashundu has established a country, am I still not the emperor? When you say that, what do you mean?
  In fact, Li Zicheng really wronged Liu Zongmin.

In the inherent concept of the Central Plains people, only those who seize the throne from the previous dynasty are orthodox. The rest, as long as the previous emperor lives for one day, the rest are just grassroots pheasants.

This was most vividly reflected in the Yuan Dynasty.

At that time, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was already rich in Eurasia. Which of the four Golden Horde khanates does not have a larger territory, a larger population, and richer products than the surviving small imperial court of the Southern Song Dynasty?

But the four Golden Horde Khanates were dissatisfied with Meng Ge, the then emperor of the Yuan Empire. For this reason, Meng Ge did not hesitate to attack the Southern Song Dynasty, and finally died in front of Diaoyu City.

Kublai Khan destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty, and only then did all the ministers surrender.

As a result, after the death of Kublai Khan, the four Golden Horde Khans all abandoned their own territories, which were larger than those in the Central Plains, and rushed back to the Central Plains with their soldiers to seize the throne at night. For this reason, he did not hesitate to kill people, beat him into a dog's head, and continued to fight to the death, crippled the inside of Meng Yuan, and laid hidden dangers for its rapid demise.

Because in their opinion, only the chair that inherited the Southern Song Dynasty emperor was the true Mongolian orthodoxy, the king of kings in the world. The rest were just benches and spectators. This is now Li Zicheng's army. Dashun was established. Li Zicheng, the Dashun emperor, was called variously by his ministers.

In the end, Li Zicheng had to hastily ascend the throne again in Beijing. Even if he served as emperor for a few days, he would be officially recorded in history.

In Chinese history, being an orthodox emperor for a few days, even if he is a fool, will be recognized by the historical records, and the rest will be ignored.

The paper used to record history is not valuable, but you are not qualified to record a sum of money on that worthless piece of paper. What, don’t you accept it? It’s okay not to accept it.

This is why three of the four ancient civilizations with the word "ancient" in front of them were wiped out, leaving only China.

In fact, the reason why Chinese civilization has gone through many hardships but is still recognized by the world is because Chinese civilization is inherited in an orderly manner.

This was the cleverness of Lao Zhu. As soon as the founding of the People's Republic of China, he recognized the Ming Dynasty as the successor to the Yuan Dynasty. Although we, Lao Zhu, are beggars, we are orthodox. That's why the barbarians from all over the world came to the court to submit. You can't accept it or not.

Therefore, in the eyes of the world, Li Zicheng's current Emperor Dashun is called a clown. If you want us to recognize you, you must rub your butt against the chair under Chongzhen's butt. Even for a moment, otherwise, we don’t know who you love.

In fact, at this time, not only did others not recognize Li Zicheng as the emperor, but Li Zicheng himself did not recognize it in his heart. That's why they have to attack Zijingguan at all costs and have to enter Beijing.

"Well, Jiexuan, you will lead the generals to work harder, take the Bauhinia Pass, and break into the Forbidden City."

"Please, brother." Liu Zongmin immediately waved the red flag.

The red flag was waving, and the peasant army was shouting and rushing towards the seemingly precarious Bauhinia Pass again.

Facing the waves of enemies, the cannons on the city roared first, but as Liu Zongmin said, they sounded so weak.

Facing the approaching enemy, the rain of arrows falling on the city could only be regarded as drizzle and could not cause any harm to the attacking soldiers.

Countless ladders were attached to the city wall, and soldiers like ants covered the city in a blink of an eye, as if Zijingguan was not a bluestone wall but built by people.

As the soldiers at the front approached the city, a cloud of white smoke suddenly rose from the city.

Then I heard the miserable howls of the soldiers. The soldiers who bravely climbed to the city threw away their shields, swords and guns, covered their eyes, screamed, and fell like dumplings.

As bags of white stuff continued to be scattered on the city, flying in the wind, the soldiers below also began to throw their swords and guns, covering their eyes, stumbling around like headless flies. In the end, this massive siege battle , was disintegrated in the blink of an eye.

While Li Zicheng and other generals were astonished, the old miraculous doctor Shang Jiong, known as the old god, suddenly shouted at the defeated soldiers: "It's quicklime, don't wash your eyes with water, don't rub your eyes, let the tears flow and rinse them."

Li Zicheng was shocked: "What? The enemy used quicklime to defend the city?"

This thing is a damaging thing. It flies up and penetrates every hole. Although it cannot kill the enemy, it can burn out people's eyes.

Shang Jiong saw that his army had retreated, but lime was still being poured down from the top of the city. He couldn't help but be moved: "King Chuang, the officers and soldiers are not only using quicklime to defend the city, they are also disinfecting the corpses under the city. They are epidemic prevention."

As soon as these words came out, all the generals felt their scalps numb.

(End of this chapter)