This person is indeed Wang Chengen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And the one who devoured his soul was indeed Chongzhen.

On March 19, 1644, after the Dashun army broke through the city of Beijing, he came to this time and space, and then devoured the soul of Chongzhen after hanging himself, and borrowed the latter's body, after resurrecting this body, he was rescued from the rope by Wang Chengen, who was originally going to hang himself, and then he needed to build a giant pyramid more than 140 meters high, more than 2 million huge stones, and a total weight of more than 7 million tons.

Ah, he still has twenty years to go.

"What a pit daddy!"

He looked up to the sky and howled in grief.

Of course, let's talk about the pyramids later, and now let's study how to get out of this Beijing city alive.

"Kill it!"

Yang Feng said viciously.

He has no other choice, he can only kill out of Beijing City as quickly as possible, as for what to hide, and then find a chance to mix out, don't talk about it, he is wearing Chongzhen's skin, all the Shun army, even those who surrendered on the wall, hundreds of thousands of people are staring at him, not to mention those who surrendered Jinyi Wei and officials, who don't know him, stay in Beijing and don't have to be taken out for three days, and then whether Bai Aya is poisoned wine or barbecue depends on Li Zicheng's mood.

So it has to be out of town.

"Do you know who I am?"

Yang Feng looked at Wang Chengen expressionlessly and said.

"Your Majesty, you should say that I am the saint today, our Emperor Ming, you are the lord of the world and the supreme of the four seas, the slave and maid have served you all your life, of course the slave and the maid know this."

Wang Chengen said on the ground.

"Get up!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

Lao Wang is the most sensible, everything he has is tied to Chongzhen, so as long as Chongzhen is alive, he doesn't need to care about anything else.

"Your Majesty, you just said that you will kill it, and you are not going to see Emperor Taizu?"

Wang Chengen asked.

"I have already seen it, Emperor Taizu scolded me for not being honest and abandoning the world, so I ordered me to return to regroup, and then fight with the traitor to the end, even if the blood is sprinkled on the battlefield, it will not live up to the temple community, are you willing to fight with me to kill this Beijing city?"

Yang Feng said.

"Slaves and maids swear to follow Your Majesty to the death!"

Wang Chengen knelt down again and said.

"Okay, let's take a look at our weapons first."

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he looked around, and couldn't help but be depressed again, his weapon is a sword, it is estimated that it is Chongzhen's saber, and then it is a knife, it should be Wang Chengen's, there is actually a high-tech product, a beautifully carved ancient flintlock pistol, it is obvious that this is also Wang Chengen's, Chongzhen will definitely not personally carry the musket and pull the trigger, and these three things add up to all his weapons, he needs to rely on these, and there is also a prince who must not have the strength of Dongfang Mushroom Liang to kill out of Beijing City, And his enemy is an army of more than 100,000 people.

"What a pit daddy!"

Yang Feng once again let out a sad and indignant cry in his heart.

Anyway, he has no other choice, he doesn't want to be trapped in this time and space forever, so he just goes out and fights to the death, thinking of this, he picked up the sword and slashed viciously at the waist-thick old locust tree, and the miracle of breaking the blade did not appear, and he heard a strange metal breaking sound, and the sword body was directly twisted by his strength and trunk resistance after cutting into the trunk nearly five centimeters deep, and only a sword hilt with broken stubble was left in his hand.

Next to him, Wang Chengen gasped.

"Mah!"

Yang Feng threw his sword to the ground speechlessly.

"Let's go!"

He walked down the coal hill with his hands behind his back, but stopped after a few steps.

Walk?

Where to go?

"You have two choices, the first is to go east to Tianjin and turn south, the closest to you is Liu Zeqing's department, he is in Linqing, and then continue to flee south to Nanjing as the emperor to fight against the Qing army entering the pass, but this road is dangerous, because there is no guarantee whether the Shun army controls the southward road at this time. The second is to run north to Shanhaiguan, at this time Wu Sangui is going south to rescue Beijing, you can encounter him halfway, the advantage is that there is basically no danger along the way, but you can only be trapped in Shanhaiguan in the future. ”

The female voice said.

"What's your name?"

Yang Feng asked.

"You can call it whatever you want."

A female voice said.

"Call Xiaoqian!"

"Are you saying I'm like a ghost?"

"Isn't it like? Can't you really send me a Gatling gun, you can even watch American TV dramas from the 60s, can't you catch up with the brains of the Americans in the 60s? ”

"It's difficult, first of all, I have to find the Gatling gun for you, secondly, I have to spend a huge amount of energy to build a temporary wormhole first, and thirdly, the time of the two universes is not synchronized, which means that even if I spend a day finding it for you, it is estimated that you will no longer need it at that time, in short, this kind of thing is unavoidable, at least at present."

"I want to kill you!"

"First you have to come back, so you'd better think about it now, so what are you going to do now?"

"This is still a choice, of course I went to find Wu Sangui, do you think Liu Zeqing is reliable or Wu Sangui's Guanning Iron Horse is reliable?"

"Then what if Wu Sangui descends to the clear?"

"Clear?"

Yang Feng was gloomy and said, "Let's talk about it then!" ”

He didn't want to mix with Nanming's gang of goods, maybe he was angry to death before the Qing army killed him, and it was difficult to say whether he and Wang Chengen had the ability to go to Linqing alive, at this time the surroundings of Beijing had completely fallen into the hands of Li Zicheng, who knows how many sieges and interceptions along the way, although Wu Sangui had to risk the latter's surrender, but there was no Shunjun on the way to the mountain customs, and Wu Sangui learned that Beijing was broken in Tangshan, so that he could encounter it halfway, but Liu Zeqing was in Linqing, Needless to say, which is closer to Tangshan or Linqing.

And to be honest, Wu Sangui is more reliable than Liu Zeqing, Guan Ning Tieqi at least fights is not to say, as for Liu Zeqing, what kind of rotten goods!

He did have to risk the anger of the old Wu Chongguan to become a red face when he voted for Wu Sangui, but if he voted for Liu Zeqing, wouldn't he be in danger of being used by the latter as a meeting gift to Li Zicheng or the Qing army? Even if there is no danger of being offered to the emperor by Lao Liu, in short, it is not safe to vote for anyone at this time, and the four towns of Jiangbei have no choice except for a Gao Jie who brought a green hat to Li Zicheng, and the rest of them are all grass on the wall.

But Gao Jie was in Zezhou at this time.

That direction is something he can't go in any way.

As for the future......

Let's talk about it later!

Lao Wu didn't want to surrender to the Qing Dynasty from the beginning, his subordinates, both the military and the people, had a deep hatred for the Qing army, his position was sandwiched between Li Zicheng and the Qing army, and he definitely had to choose a refuge, compared to Li Zicheng, it was obvious that the Qing army that had fought with him for many years made him feel more reliable, but if Chongzhen fled to his army at this time, then whether Lao Wu surrendered to the Qing Dynasty is two words, if Chongzhen resolutely does not surrender to the Qing, then Lao Wu must take the risk of being a thief if he wants to surrender to the Qing Dynasty.

People in these years are still very taboo about this.

Therefore, it is most reasonable to vote for Wu Sangui.

Of course, this is largely because Yang Feng broke the jar and fell, anyway, he is already in hell mode, that is to say, there is little hope for this transmission tower, since this is the case, simply go to Shanhaiguan, and then see if he can block the Qing army, whether he can clean up the old rivers and mountains and put it aside, and the most important thing is that he can't let the Qing army enter the customs, this world can be given to Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, and Nanming's gang of bastards, but it must not fall into the hands of the Tartars.

This is a matter of principle.

"Your Majesty, shall we change our clothes first?"

Wang Chengen said cautiously.

"No, I'm wearing this!"

Yang Feng looked at the dragon robe on his body and said.

Wang Chengen didn't dare to say more.

At the same time, Yang Feng suddenly looked at the small pavilion beside him, and before Wang Chengen could react, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly raised his foot and kicked on a pillar fiercely, and then saw that the pillar fell crookedly without hesitation, and the entire pavilion collapsed.

"This thing is better than a sword!"

His Majesty the Emperor said as he picked up a wooden pillar nearly three meters thicker than his thigh in his dumbfounded gaze.

The prince sweated for a moment.

"Do you need a weapon?"

At this time, Xiao Qian asked.

Yang Feng, who was holding the pillar and waving it, suddenly stopped.

"Can you get me a Gatling?"

He threw away the pillar without hesitation, and then asked expectantly.

"No, but I can give you this!"

Xiao Qian said.

At the same time, a meteor fell in the sky, and a strange light cluster suddenly appeared at the landing point, and the next moment the light cluster flashed away, and a silver-white metal tube appeared out of thin air, and fell to the ground with a thud.

In Wang Chengen's stupid gaze, Yang Feng stepped forward and hugged it with both hands.

"This, this, this, this is a street lamp pole!"

Yang Feng asked Cangtian speechlessly.

"Yes, I only have this one nearby, but it's better than your pillar."

Xiao Qian replied.

Indeed, this thing is barely seventy points in hand, the wall thickness is six millimeters, and the weight of four meters is definitely a heavy weapon at this time, which is not good than Li Yuanba, but it is also at the level of Li Cunxiao in the real version, but the problem is ......

Yang Feng was depressed for a moment, but finally accepted the reality and walked away carrying his street lamp pole like a monkey brother.

Wang Chengen followed behind in a trance.

The two didn't take a few steps before Yang Feng stopped again.

"That, go to Tangshan, how to go to Fengrun?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Your Majesty, we can go straight north out of Bei'anmen, and then go to Andingmen, or we can go east out of Dongzhimen, and then run to the road of Tongzhou, cross the canal to the north, but in the humble opinion of slaves, Your Majesty had better go out of Andingmen, if you take Dongzhimen, of course, it is a big road, but you need to pass through Tongzhou City and Zhangjiawan, the thieves must have been based on this two cities at this time, and going north out of Andingmen is the road to Shunyi, if you go to Fengrun, you need to turn a distance, but you can avoid the thieves."

Wang Chengen came to his senses and hurriedly said.

"Lead the way!"

Yang Feng pointed forward with his right hand carrying the street lamp pole and said.