Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 42 42, Wu Sangui's soldiers approached the capital, and Li Zicheng planned to persuade him to surrender
Tongzhou.

This city is about 50 miles away from the capital, and it is the gateway to the east of Beijing in the Ming Dynasty.

As early as a few days ago, this place had already been occupied by the Chuang army, and the corpses of many Ming officials were hanging on the flagpoles of the city gate, fluttering in the wind.

After many days of torment by the Chuangjun, this city has become an extremely quiet city until today.

On the city wall, a soldier who broke into the army yawned idly, showing off with his companions how he broke into a commoner's house at random last night, and did whatever he wanted to that wife in front of her husband.

As the victors, the other Chuangjun soldiers burst into laughter after hearing this, and made an appointment to go to that coward's house together today, and play with this cowardly woman again.

At this moment, an intruder soldier inadvertently looked outside the city and was stunned.

The next moment, he called out directly.

"Official army, it's official army!"

The other soldiers who broke into the army thought this man was a joke, and laughed and scolded: "We have already killed all the officers and soldiers, so where are the officers and soldiers?" "Did you get confused playing with women yesterday?"

But when the soldiers who broke into the army looked at them, their expressions also froze.

Under the sunshine, a cavalry was rolling towards Tongzhou, and behind them was a large group of infantry, holding the flag of Ming Dynasty.

Tongzhou City sounded the alarm.

"The army is here, hurry up, send someone to notify King Chuang!"

Where did the army come from?

In fact, there is no need to guess. At this time, the only one who can appear outside Tongzhou at this time is Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, who has just been canonized as Ping Xibo by Chongzhen.

This year, Wu Sangui was 32 years old.

He stared at Tongzhou City in the distance with deep eyes.

Beside Wu Sangui is his confidant, Zheng Jiaolin, the capital of Songshan of the Ming Dynasty, and Zheng Jiaolin said softly: "My lord, the capital is probably captured now, why should we march here?"

Due to the perennial wars in Liaodong, there is actually a very influential faction in the Ming Dynasty, and that is the Liaodong warlord family.

These warlord families, headed by Li Chengliang, have been passed down through generations of marriages, and their influence is deeply rooted in the Liaodong Guanning Army. Wu Sangui and Zheng Jiaolin are also from these warlord families, and they belong to the true sense of "own people".

The appearance of the Guanning warlord made Chongzhen very vigilant, and Yuan Chonghuan's death and Hong Chengchou's surrender made Chongzhen furious. .

As early as when Li Zicheng's threat to the capital first appeared, Chongzhen had passed the imperial decree to Wu Sangui immediately. If Wu Sangui left immediately, then he could even arrive in Beijing before Li Zicheng.

But after so many days, Wu Sangui has just arrived in Tongzhou, which is still fifty miles away from Beijing, and the normal march will take two days, which shows Wu Sangui's hesitation and slowness.

Wu Sangui said calmly: "Jiao Lin, that's why you don't understand. The news just came from the capital, saying that Li Zicheng's many attacks have been repulsed, and even Li Zicheng's top general Liu Zongmin died in the city. Li Yan was also severely injured and unable to play."

Zheng Jiaolin was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Just relying on those rotten fish and rotten shrimps in the capital, can you stop Li Zicheng who defeated Sun Chuanting?"

Wu Sangui stroked his beard and said, "It was done by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zheng Jiaolin said incredulously, "Is that His Royal Highness who is only 15 years old?"

Wu Sangui nodded slowly.

Zheng Jiaolin was dumbfounded.

After several seconds, Zheng Jiaolin said: "How is this possible? He is only a 15-year-old kid."

Wu Sangui chuckled, and said calmly: "So what about 15 years old? When I was 15 years old, I was no worse than today."

Zheng Jiaolin hurriedly said: "The chief soldier is from a family of military and martial arts, so he is naturally brave. The prince was only raised in the deep palace, how could he behave like this? Let me tell you, there must be something in it. questionable."

Wu Sangui's eyes flashed and he said: "No matter whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really brave or not, since the capital has been defended, of course we have to make a show of it. Otherwise, how can we ask for military pay from the imperial court in the future?"

Zheng Jiaolin sneered and said, "Military pay? The imperial court has already defaulted on our military pay for two or three months."

Wu Sangui shook his head and said, "Okay, let's set up camp."

Zheng Jiaolin said: "Aren't we going to attack Tongzhou? Judging from the intelligence, the Dashun Army only has a few thousand troops deployed here, and they should not be our opponents."

Wu Sangui smiled slightly and said: "If Tongzhou is captured, what reason do we have to stay here?"

Zheng Jiaolin suddenly realized.

Now there is only Tongzhou City left between the Guanning Army and the capital. If Tongzhou is really captured, then it is reasonable to continue to advance to the capital for rescue.

Zheng Jiaolin was convinced, and praised: "Master Chief Soldier is really tall!"

Wu Sangui chuckled, looked at Tongzhou City in front of him, and said leisurely: "In this troubled world, if you want to survive, the only hope is..."

Having said that, Wu Sangui turned his head and looked at the tens of thousands of Guan Ning troops behind him, with a rather smug face.

The army is hope!
Outside the gate of Changhua, the capital city, is the camp of the Dashun Army.

"What, the main force of Wu Sangui's Guanning Army has arrived in Tongzhou?"

After hearing this sentence, Li Zicheng's expression changed drastically.

After defeating Sun Chuanting and Zuo Liangyu, the only one in the Ming Dynasty that could continue to fight Li Zicheng was the Guan Ning Army.

Now that the city of Beijing cannot be attacked for a long time, the Guan Ning army has arrived, and the situation has changed in an instant.

Although the city of Beijing is still an isolated city, it already has foreign aid!

Li Zicheng took a deep breath and said to the many courtiers in front of him, "Tell me, what should we do now!"

Niu Jinxing's eyes turned wildly, and he suddenly said: "Your Majesty, why don't you surrender Wu Sangui? You can make him a county king and let him still guard Shanhaiguan to resist the Manchus. If you can really surrender, the city of Beijing will be completely gone." Reinforcements, even if the guy in the city can jump around again, if we surround him for a year and a half, can't we still be unable to attack him?"

Hearing this, Li Zicheng immediately turned his anger into joy, and said, "This is a great plan! Military division, I'll let you go and have a good talk with Wu Sangui."

Niu Jinxing's face froze immediately.

Wu Sangui's stance is uncertain now, and it is not impossible to lose his life if he rashly goes to the peace talks.

Li Zicheng was a little impatient, and said, "Why, isn't the military advisor unwilling?"

Niu Jinxing had no choice but to agree.

After Li Zicheng dispatched a mission to Niu Jinxing, he turned his head to look at all the courtiers present, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Sangui has arrived in Tongzhou, but we still have hope. We will launch an attack tomorrow, and we must invest enough troops to fight for it." Take down this Beijing city at once!"

Li Zicheng's idea was also very simple, even if Wu Sangui didn't surrender, Dashun might not be able to defeat the city of Beijing!

(End of this chapter)