Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 89: Zhu Cihong cheers, Li Zicheng flees late at night
Not only the British Duke, but all the Ming generals present were looking at Zhu Cihong, their eyes were full of enthusiasm.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince remained calm in the face of danger, and at the critical moment, a surprise soldier stood out, disrupting the Dashun Army's position and cutting off the connection between the Dashun Army's command center and the troops. Only then did Daming turn defeat into victory.

What is a savior?This is the real savior!
Considering that His Royal Highness is only 15 years old, it will undoubtedly increase his weight in everyone's hearts.

All the generals saluted Zhu Cihong together: "Thank you, His Royal Highness, for saving Daming!"

Zhu Cihong listened and couldn't help laughing: "You don't need to be too polite, let's celebrate today!"

When the generals heard the words, they immediately cheered together.

The cheers gradually spread, and after a while, countless soldiers in the entire Daming barracks gave out cheers.

They know what it means.

Daming, win!
A prisoner of the Dashun Army raised his head in a daze, wanting to see what happened, and then was kicked by the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who escorted him.

"Don't look around there, be honest when you are a prisoner, and go to your prisoner camp!"

The prisoners of the Dashun Army just woke up like a dream. They turned around and saw a long line of comrades in the Dashun Army behind them.

Li Zicheng rode his horse and fled in a panic. There was a flame burning in his heart.

How long has it been since he was beaten so embarrassingly by Daming's officers and soldiers?

Li Zicheng once thought that replacing Daming was close at hand, but now...

If the defeat of Beijing City can be called tolerable, then the current battle of Lugou River is really hurting!

I don't know how long I ran away, the sky was completely dark, and the speed of the horse under my crotch gradually slowed down.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take a break!" said Li Yan, who had been loyally guarding Li Zicheng by his side.

The group stopped briefly at a station.

As a former postman of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng was quite familiar with this nationally unified post station. He sat quietly on the courtyard chair of the post station without speaking, like a statue.

After a while, Li Yan came over with a bowl of hot soup: "Your Majesty, this place is already deserted. Our people found some vegetables and made soup. Let's drink something casually."

Li Zicheng still did not speak.

Suddenly there was another sound of horseshoes. Li Yan was taken aback. He put down the bowl, held the sword handle at his waist with his right hand, and said to the other guards, "You protect Your Majesty, I'll go out and have a look!"

After a while, Li Yan went back and forth, accompanied by several ministers including Song Xiance, who had just arrived.

"I've seen Your Majesty!" Song Xiance and the others obviously didn't expect to see Li Zicheng here, and they all knelt down in panic.

Li Zicheng was silent for a while, and then said: "How many people do we have now?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, Li Yan bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, we... still have about 2000 people."

2000 people, this is actually an exaggerated number by Li Yan.

Due to the panic among the chaotic army, there were only seven or eight hundred personal guards who followed Li Zicheng to escape, plus the people just brought by Song Xiance and others, that was about one thousand and fifty-six.

Li Zicheng sighed, and said: "I started my army 15 years ago, and I thought that the destruction of Ming Dynasty was a matter of course, but unexpectedly I suffered such a big defeat today. It's really... Sigh!"

Hearing Li Zicheng's sigh, many Dashun officials could only remain silent.

It was Li Yan who comforted: "Why is this so, Your Majesty? It is normal to have ups and downs in life. Although I, Dashun, lost this battle, my foundation has not been lost. As long as I regain my strength, I can still make a comeback!"

While speaking, there was another sound of horseshoes, and another batch of new Dashun Army soldiers and horses arrived one after another.

Seeing that there were more and more people gathered, but the atmosphere did not improve in any way. The crowd surrounded Li Zicheng and sat in a circle, all of them were downcast and speechless.

The defeated general has nothing to say!
Suddenly, someone said, "Who managed to sneak attack on the artillery position?"

This question immediately attracted the attention of all Dashun monarchs and ministers present.

Everyone knows that this failure was due to the sudden defection and bombardment of the artillery, which caused the dragon flag to break.

In other words, the general of the Ming army who attacked the artillery position was the one who really caused the Dashun army to fail in this war!
Li Zicheng also spoke in a rare way: "Who is it?"

After some messy inquiries, a wounded soldier with a shoulder injury appeared in front of Li Zicheng.

This is a commander of artillery of the Dashun Army. He escaped during the war and followed the large army to this place by accident.

The chief said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the one who led the cavalry of the Ming army to raid our army and captured General Gao Yigong was a young man. I heard those cavalry called him His Highness!"

"Your Highness?" After hearing this answer, the faces of all Dashun monarchs present changed.

Li Zicheng clenched his right hand suddenly, and after a while he said slowly: "The Highness you heard, is it His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Shichang was a little dazed, but suddenly realized: "Yes, there are indeed people calling him His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Li Zicheng couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, he yelled, and drew out the long sword from his waist.

After a scream, the artillery commander was killed on the spot by Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng roared wildly, and kept stabbing Shi Chang's body crazily with his long sword. It took several minutes before he stopped.

All the courtiers were so frightened that they backed away a few steps, looking at Li Zicheng who was covered in blood all over his face in panic, looking hideous and terrifying like a ghost.

Is this King Chuang crazy?
Finally, Li Zicheng was tired, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"This Zhu Cihong, it's him again, why is it him every time!"

The anger in Li Zicheng's heart was still extremely strong.

Every time, it was this damn young prince of Ming Dynasty who ruined my good deeds!

If I catch him, I will definitely tear him to pieces!

Song Xiance finally couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, this place is not safe. The soldiers and horses of the imperial court may come chasing us at any time. Let's leave as soon as possible!"

Song Xiance was also afraid that he would suffer disaster, so he hurriedly spoke to divert Li Zicheng's attention.

Song Xiance's trick really worked. After Li Zicheng took several deep breaths, he finally managed to calm down.

"Let's go, come with me to Baoding!" Li Zicheng gave the order.

While speaking, Li Zicheng gritted his teeth, but the light in his eyes did not go out, but became brighter and brighter.

"I, how could I lose to a yellow-mouthed kid like Zhu Cihong! Just wait, I will make a comeback!"

(End of this chapter)