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Eighty-one Murder King

When everyone thinks that someone deserves to die, if this person can survive, it must be covered with a halo.

The fat and greasy Prime Minister Niu Jinxing doesn't look like a halo, so Lin Yu suggested: "Since Niu Cheng is so loyal to Emperor Dashun, let him be buried with him. What do you think?"

"This is a good method!"

"This method is very good. Let Prime Minister Niu go to the underworld to serve His Majesty!"

"No, Your Majesty is too lonely to go on the road alone, and you need Prime Minister Niu to offer advice."

Everyone agreed with Lin Yu's proposal, but no one opposed it.

Niu Jinxing was frightened and collapsed to the ground: "You, you persecuted Zhongliang, Li Zicheng would definitely not be in peace under his eyes. You... harmed innocent people... Li Zaoer would not let you go even if she was a ghost!"

"The traitor, how dare you call His Majesty's nickname?"

Li Cuo took a step forward and took action to help the wind. Anyway, he slapped Niu Jinxing more than 20 times in the face, and several teeth fell, and his eyes fainted.

Li Cuo pulled a dagger from his boot, pried open Niu Jinxing's mouth and cut his tongue, and took out a handsome tent to feed the dog. "It's like such a slander who framed loyalty and kindness, I'm afraid he won't eat his tongue when feeding his dog!"

The unconscious Niu Jinxing was dragged down, and the civil and military officials continued to discuss the next way out of the Dashun Army.

In just one year after the capture of Beijing, the invincible Dashun Army suddenly became vulnerable. They retreated from Beijing to Shanxi, then to Henan, and finally retreated to Shaanxi, fled to Hubei, and were defeated in every battle. The morale of the army had fallen to freezing point.

If Li Zicheng was still alive, these people might still have a glimmer of hope.

But with Li Zicheng's cowardly death, all the Dashun soldiers felt that their future was bleak. The world was so big, but there was no place for Dashun to establish.

"Everyone, I don't know whether I should say it or not?" Lin Yu grabbed the brief silence in the coach's tent and bowed and gave a round of gifts.

Li Guo said in dismay: "The hero saves my brother, saves His Majesty's dragon body in front, and sees through the bull and thief and flies behind. My Dashun soldiers owe you a kindness. If you have something to say, it's okay."

After a pause, I remembered that I had not asked the other party’s name yet, and bowed: “Uncle passed away suddenly. We were so sad and confused that we forgot to ask the name of the hero. I hope you don’t blame me!”

"The surname is Lin, and the single name is Yu, and he is from Jinan Prefecture." Lin Yu said his name lightly.

The Dashun Army has been exhausted from dealing with Ajige's pursuit recently and has not paid much attention to the Nanming, but has heard about Duoduo's defeat in Yangzhou. But I just couldn't remember the name Lin Yu for a while, but I felt that I had heard of it.

Lin Yu was not in a hurry to introduce himself, and said calmly: "Now Emperor Dashun has already been buried in the sky. I wonder where the generals plan to take Dashun soldiers?"

Li Guo sighed: "Whether to support the third uncle ascend the throne and move to Guidian, or to go west to Bashu and join Zhang Xianzhong, or to surrender to the court, the generals are hesitant!"

A man next to him who was thirty-four or five years old, simple-looking and medium-sized, quickly refused and spoke in a Northwestern dialect: "Big nephew, Russia cannot do it. Russia cannot do it. If you want to do it yourself, Russia will never do it!"

Lin Yu didn't need to ask more questions to know that this person was probably Li Zicheng's third brother Li Zijing.

He coughed and said loudly: "The Qing army pursued the Dashun army relentlessly, from Beijing to Hubei, and was determined to destroy you. Even Emperor Dashun could not stop the Qing army when he was alive. How dare you ask if you can turn defeat into victory after establishing a new emperor?"

"Of course, we can't beat it. Once we have established a new emperor, we will go south to Guangxi, Yunnan, or Guizhou." Liu Tichun, who holds the same view as Li Guo, came forward to express his opinions.

Lin Yu smiled slightly and said, "The terrain of these provinces is complex and there are many chieftains. How could they sit and watch a tiger sleep soundly beside the couch? Do you think that with your current military strength, you can subdue the chieftains from Guizhou, Yunnan and Guangxi?"

The chieftains in the southwest region have been divided for generations and have huge power. The rebellion launched by Yang Yinglong, the chieftain of Bozhou, during the Wanli period, consumed huge money and manpower of the Ming Dynasty and was called one of the "Three Major Conquests of Wanli".

Zhu Yijun, the Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty, sent Li Hualong, the Minister of War, to supervise more than 200,000 troops to fight against Bozhou. The Eighth Route Army marched fiercely with the Yang army for more than April, and the rebellion in the southwest was quelled, known in history as the "Bozhou Rebellion".

"Mr. Lin is right!" Tian Jianxiu, Liu Fangliang hurriedly agreed.

Tian Jianxiu emphasized: "Our lonely and poor army cannot do anything to these local snakes in the southwest. The Ming army stationed in Hunan, and Guangxi will definitely not let our army pass through. There are interceptions in front and pursuers behind. Even if Your Majesty is alive, I am afraid it will be too difficult to turn things around, let alone establish a general of self-respecting!"

"Russia cannot do it, Russia cannot do it!" Li Zijing shook his head like a rattle.

Liu Fangliang said: "Since I, Dashun, can no longer gain a foothold, why not follow the Yangtze River to Bashu and join the Emperor of Daxi. We are all peasant soldiers, and he will definitely take us in."

Lin Yu smiled and asked back with a strong and powerful smile: "Is this general talking about the murderous demon king Zhang Xianzhong? I heard that he had a bad relationship with Emperor Dashun. The Dashun Army and the Daxi Army have fought a lot of wars in the past two years. Do you think Zhang Xianzhong will kill the donkey?"

Li Guo frowned and said, "Zhang Xianzhong is cruel and bloodthirsty. He has killed many people in Sichuan over the years. If we surrender, he will definitely not refuse. It's just that our heads will fall to the ground after handing over the military power!"

Hao Yaoqi waved his fist and said, "I would rather surrender to Ming than surrender to him!"

Hao Yaoqi raised his left hand as he spoke, and a little finger was missing, and he said hatefully: "Your Majesty and Zhang Zhe jointly attached to King Gao Chuang, I raised the flag for Your Majesty.

Just because the flag was slightly higher than Zhang Zhe's flag, he cut off his little finger with one sword. If I hadn't been avoiding quickly, my entire left hand would have been destroyed.

This guy broke my finger and it wasn't enough. If it weren't for King Gao Chuang to stop him, he would have to chop off my hands. It's like such a vengeful and cruel and vicious person, what would happen if you go to join him?"

Li Zicheng's brother-in-law Gao Yigong also stood up and said, "General Hao is right. Zhang Xianzhong is not only cruel and bloodthirsty, but also shameless and lewd. When my sister had already married His Majesty, he insisted on strife. If His Majesty had not turned against him, I would be afraid that my sister would be humiliated by this thief."

Lin Yu listened to the quarrels of these peasant generals with a smile, and listened to their Majesty, his brother-in-law, and uncle. After all, it was not as strict as the regular court, the three pillars and five constants, and the bunch of big and rough!

With Gao Yigong and Hao Yaoqi's sect, Yuan Zongdi, who was in charge of Hao's sect, said: "It's probably not feasible to go south to Guizhou and Guangxi, and it's unreliable to go west to Zhang Xianzhong. In my opinion, it's better to surrender to the Southern Ming court?

The Southern Ming Dynasty court is now overwhelmed by the Tartars, and Zuo Menggeng has just surrendered to Ajige. The Ming Dynasty lacks soldiers and generals, and it is the time to hire people. If we surrender at this time, we will definitely be valued."

At this moment, Empress Gao, who had been silent and kept silent, said: "General Yuan said something reasonable. Compared with the three paths, resigning to Zhang Xianzhong is the worst strategy, entering Guizhou and Guizhou to the south is the middle strategy, and submitting to the court is the best strategy."

Li Guo said frowningly: "I also know that it is best to surrender to the court, but if we force Zhu Youjian to death, can the court spare us easily?"

There is another saying that Li Guo did not say anything. The court might have spared other generals, but we, the close relatives of Emperor Dashun, were afraid that their crimes would be difficult to forgive!

Gao Yigong said: "If a senior official from the court recommended us, it would be easier to say a few good words!"

Liu Tichun sneered: "The officials of the Ming Dynasty hated our Dashun Army so much that they gritted their teeth. Not to mention the officials of the court, if a prefect gives us a few good words, it would be considered a burning incense!"

ps: Pig's feet will soon have their own troops. The team designed in the front is [one squad has ten people, the leader is called the small flag, five squads are one platoon, and the leader is called the general flag.

Four rows are one company, and the leader is called the continuous rate. Five rows are one bid, and the leader is called the bidding system.

Going upward, three are marked as one camp and three thousand soldiers.

Three battalions are a brigade, with nine thousand soldiers.

Three brigades are one division, with 27,000 men.

The three divisions were then advanced to one army, with a force of about 81,000.

The swordsman didn't think about what official ranks are best for the highest commanders of battalions, brigades, divisions, and army units? For example, the admiral, the governor, the commander, the general, etc.

There are also the battalions, brigades, and divisions, which should be used? Should the numbers of the Ninth Division and the Eighth Brigade be better, or other components be better? I hope that all brothers are not swordsmen to provide reference opinions!
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