"Your Majesty, there is Jizhou ahead!"

Liang Cheng said. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He is the commander of the Jinyi Guard who escaped from Beijing, just a hereditary thousand households, originally in Dongzhimen, after the city was broken, a few of them hid nearby, and when Yang Feng came out when he didn't know where to go, as for whether he was inspired by loyalty or habit or playing rich and dangerous, this is unknown, in short, they killed a total of fifty-four horses.

"The people are withering!"

Yang Feng looked around with some embarrassment.

Running all the way from Beijing to here, what he saw and heard along the way made him really feel what hell on earth is, and it is no wonder that the city of Beijing is broken like child's play, it can be said that Li Zicheng's success is just on a wooden building that has long been decayed and crumbling, and he gently pushed the last blow, and the country has actually been eroded into an empty shell.

"The plague and natural disasters can't be blamed on Your Majesty!"

Lao Wang said cautiously.

He told a lot of truths because he thought he had to die in Beijing, so he seemed very frightened along the way, after all, he bluntly said that the emperor had no way to govern the country.

At this time, in front of them was a deserted village like a ghost, and there were no active people in the whole village, only a few scrawny ordinary people basking in the sun numbly, and the skeletal face could only be seen as a living person with the movement of their eyes, and many of the surrounding trees were even mottled with bark, which was in stark contrast to the fresh green of the early spring, and beside a gray-black thatched house, a big-headed and big-bellied child sat next to a wizened female corpse and was dying.

"Acts of God?"

Yang Feng dismounted with a wry smile, picked up the child and said, "Natural disasters are also my sins. ”

After speaking, he got back on the horse, and then took Huang Ying, that is, the water bladder handed by the girl who escaped from Beijing with him, and poured some horse blood into the little girl, this thing is his usual thing, and the current Emperor His Majesty is like the engine that burns blood in Taiwan, after all, when it comes to the comprehensiveness of nutrition, blood is undoubtedly the first, and it is easy to eat, although the child did not recover immediately after pouring a few mouthfuls of horse blood, but at least his life was temporarily suspended.

The hungry people who basked in the sun never got up, like a bunch of zombies, just turned their necks a few times, as if all that was left of their world was the warmth of heaven above their heads.

"Your Majesty, should you go to Zunhua or Yutian next?"

Liang Cheng asked cautiously.

Yang Feng's original plan was to go to Fengrun, after they left Beijing, they turned north to avoid Tongzhou and Zhangjiawan, and then went straight east to reach here, and Jizhou has two roads, one to Yutian and then to Fengrun, and the other to the northeast At this time, Zunhua, the residence of Wang Yongji, the governor of Jiliao, can go straight to Shanhaiguan from Zunhua to the east. At this time, Wang Yongji had already gone south to Yutian, that is to say, he could meet him when he went to Yutian, and then met Wu Sangui who arrived later, but if he went to Zunhua, he would be staggered with them, and went straight to Shanhaiguan without them knowing.

"Go to Zunhua!"

Yang Feng thought for a moment and said.

He has to be careful, Wang Yongji is an old fox, Wu Sangui is a bad wolf, no matter which one is not a good thing, he is playing a dance on the tip of the knife, and he must ensure that everything is perfect, and the consequences of his direct defection to these two people are not so predictable, because his escape history has changed, and it is difficult to say how the mastermind and main operator who led the Qing soldiers into the customs in the original history will deal with his arrival. So the best way is to go straight to Shanhaiguan, first go to the emperor's signboard to control the army under Gao Di, the general soldier of Shanhaiguan, unlike Wu Sangui's private army, Gao Di's army was recruited locally in a hurry, and the emperor's signboard is still a little useful in front of these people. And Gao Di is obviously not an opponent at the same level as Wang Yongji and Wu Sangui, it is much easier to deal with this guy than to deal with those two, and when he controls Gao Di's tens of thousands of troops and then waits for Wu Sangui to return in Shanhaiguan, he will have capital if he has soldiers in his hands.

It's a little more safe that way.

"Your Honor!"

Liang Cheng hurriedly said.

"The army of thieves."

At this moment, a brocade guard suddenly exclaimed.

Yang Feng hurriedly turned around, the cavalry galloped behind and stirred up the dust faintly visible, it was obvious that the Shun army chasing them had arrived, like him at the boss level, of course Li Zicheng had to chase and kill with all his might, I am afraid that at this time it was not just the chasing soldiers who were searching for him. He didn't dare to delay any longer, hurriedly kicked the war horse under his seat, and led fifty-two brocade guards, a eunuch, a folk girl and a child in his arms to rush towards Jizhou City, but the chasing soldiers behind were obviously faster, and when they arrived at Jizhou City half an hour later, the big banner had already appeared in the field of vision.

"Open the door, the Holy Driver has arrived!"

Liang Cheng hurriedly rushed to the city of Jizhou and shouted loudly at the top.

A head poked out on the city wall, and then shrank back, but the gate they were expecting did not open, and no one even showed their heads again, and the entire Jizhou was silent as if it had become a dead city.

"Open the door, the Holy Driver has arrived!"

Liang Cheng shouted anxiously.

Yang Feng sighed, handed the girl to Huang Ying, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't scream, if the thief army doesn't come, they may open the door, and now that the thief army has arrived, they haven't left the city to arrest us and sacrifice it to the thief army, which is already a bit shameful." ”

This is not strange, the tree is falling and scattered, he is an emperor like this, and then look at the Shun army behind, you don't have to guess to know that Beijing is broken, if those local officials have discipline, they will not let Li Zicheng enter Beijing, and now he has not come out to take him to the new lord to lose his sincerity to the new lord is already considered to be a conscience.

"These brutes!"

Liang Cheng looked at the empty city wall above his head and said sadly.

Yang Feng didn't say anything more, silently turned his head, looked at the hundreds of pursuers who were already less than a kilometer apart, and then took the spear from the hand of a brocade guard, controlled the war horse and slowly walked to the front, looking at the enemy who was getting closer and closer with a sneer, and those brocade guards also showed their weapons, leaning against the closed Jizhou city gate on both sides, silently lined up and waited for the final fate.

"Isn't this emperor a failure?"

Yang Feng said with a wry smile.

"Your Majesty, the minister doesn't know anything else, only that the people are really suffering, although natural disasters continue to plague the border thieves and thieves, and the courtiers and friends are in disorder, but Your Majesty's order is also one of them."

Liang Cheng also said with a wry smile.

"Then why didn't you say it before?"

Yang Feng said.

"If it had been before, a small thousand households would have been imprisoned."

Liang Cheng said.

"Haha, you are a loyal minister, you are all loyal ministers, I have no regrets about dying with you today, kill, my Ming boy, die a vigorous death!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he kicked the war horse violently, and rushed straight towards the Shun army a few hundred meters away, all the Jinyi guards on both sides of him urged the war horses, and even Lao Wang followed with a knife, and opposite them, hundreds of Shun cavalry also gradually turned into horizontal teams, raising spears and crashing towards them, and the two teams collided together in an instant.

Yang Feng can be said to be the first, at the moment of collision, he turned sideways, avoiding the spear that stabbed in the chest, at the same time the spear in his hand pierced into the opponent's chest, the huge force made the spear directly penetrate his body, the two staggered, Yang Feng snatched his spear with his right hand, stabbed from the back to the left side like an eye, the spear pierced straight into Liang Cheng's opponent's ribs, at the same time, Yang Feng grabbed the front end of his spear with his left hand and pulled it out, and threw his backhand forward in the chest of the third cavalryman.

And he directly abandoned the spear with his right hand, grabbed the spear on the right side and stabbed it towards himself, and bent it upward, and the spear with the ash rod was instantly bent into a U-shape by him and then handed it forward, and the tip of the spear pierced the throat of the cavalryman.

But at the same time, the opposite bowstring sounded, and a sharp arrow struck him in the chest.

Yang Feng did not hesitate to pull out the arrow and throw it back, the arrow with his blood still hung in the face of the sneak attacker in the wind, and his hand swept to the side and pinched the neck of a cavalryman, and then violently raised the strong man weighing more than 100 catties directly with one hand, and smashed it to the opposite side with a loud roar, and the two cavalrymen were smashed off their horses at once.

At this moment, a spear suddenly reached the underside.

Yang Feng turned to one side.

But the movement slowed down, and the blade of the spear instantly opened a hole in his ribs, and blood immediately gushed out.

He roared like a beast, opened his fist and smashed it on the opponent's arm, and in the latter's scream, he actually smashed his arm directly, but a large amount of blood loss also made him dizzy, his energy needs far exceeded ordinary people, so his reaction to blood loss is also extremely sensitive, after all, energy mainly depends on blood delivery, and the healing energy of this laceration is far more than that of arrow wounds.

"Your Majesty, you go quickly!"

Liang Cheng hurriedly rushed to him, wielding his sword to block a spear for him, while shouting anxiously.

"Lao Tzu doesn't have this habit, I can't make the world come here, affect the people, make the lives miserable, and die is also to blame, the princes do not take my sins deeply, and when this society is overturned, it is still accompanied by death, how dare I abandon it, today is nothing more than a death, and there is no regret to die with the princes!"

Yang Feng grabbed a spear and picked off a cavalryman from his horse, shouting at the same time.

"Well, today is nothing more than death, and it is worthy of the country's three hundred years of soldiers."

Liang Cheng shouted.

Suddenly, a series of cannon sounds rang out behind him, and almost at the same time, a piercing whistling swept overhead, followed by a piece of flesh and blood flying in the cavalry of the Shun army in front, and then the sound of the city gate opening came from behind, and the shouting of killing also sounded, Yang Feng looked back, a large number of infantry cavalry were pouring out of Jizhou City, killing him on his side.

"For three hundred years, the country has been raising soldiers, and you can't really watch the emperor die in battle, right, what has become of it?"

At the head of Jizhou City, an old man stood there and said with a wry smile.