Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 658 Doesn't Stick to 'Subsections'

"Damn it, it's been a long time since I wore this outfit! I think it's still comfortable to wear! It's more comfortable than wearing that yellow robe!"

He has a big beard, his complexion is dark like an old farmer, his face is upright, and his demeanor is quite bold and unconstrained.

Zhang Xianzhong's appearance and posture are very common in the army.

It's just right to wear an armor, but it's a bit nondescript to wear a dragon robe.

Now in the big camp outside the city, with the help of his attendants, he was wearing a suit of armor, and when he looked at his whole body through the bronze mirror with a large head, he looked even more smug.

"Our old man's demeanor remains the same as before!"

After yelling, his complexion became solemn again in an instant, and he turned around and sat on the chair in the big tent.

Then he turned his head and spoke to the person who was kneeling on the ground waiting, even his tone changed a bit, adding a little calmness and stability.

"Are all the troops ready?"

Nature is ready.

Today's Daxi is similar to what Shunjun thought before.

Retreat first, and then see if the black and yellow flags and the Ming army will fight for Chengdu, and then consider whether to fight back at the right time.

The running path is set before the first flanking.

The generals originally wanted to survive another winter, and it would be better to leave next year. Otherwise, they would nest in the western Sichuan area in winter. On the territory of a group of Tibetans, life was not easy!

But not now.

With the increase of the Ming army's investment in troops, the black and yellow flags also joined in. The military strength of both is not what Daxi, which has experienced several years of hard fighting and has not yet developed a large enough base area, can compete with.

You can only become a bandit again.

The previous defeat of the three armies in the south of Chengdu accelerated this process even more.

The breakout line is divided into three routes.

Among them, Zhang Xianzhong is naturally in the middle of the three armies.

His four adopted sons, Li Dingguo, Sun Kewang, and Ainengqi of the Fourth General of Daxi, broke through in the north, and at the same time shouldered the task of blocking the pursuit of the Black and Yellow Banner. Because the tyranny of the Black and Yellow Banner is obvious to all, three of the Four Generals are in the north.

Of the [-] or so slightly elite troops that the Great Western Army can currently control, [-] of them are in the north.

In the south is Liu Wenxiu, who led [-] troops to break through and stop the Ming army at the same time.

Zhang Xianzhong in the middle has 5000 people.

The army plus the coerced civilians, as well as some guerrilla miscellaneous troops, totaled more than 15 manpower to break through.

More than 1 troops were left in Chengdu to defend, also to delay the enemy's pursuit.

Although fleeing is very embarrassing, but the backbone is still there.

It looks at least a little more promising than Shunjun.

Lao Li's illness not only dragged down his own morale, but also dragged down the morale of Dashun's generals. The key point is that he has no son, and there is only one known to everyone, and he is not treated as a prince unless it is absolutely necessary. Incompetent brother.

"Who is that! What do you think! Come and tell me a fortune!"

There was a roar in the big tent.

The red-haired missionary who was waiting outside trembled. He looked at the noisy barracks outside with nostalgia, and gritted his teeth and went into the tent.

"Liles, my lord, my name is Liles."

Zhang Xianzhong rolled his eyes directly: "Who cares what you think! Quickly let your god Lao Tzu appear, and see if my army breaks through the encirclement tomorrow, it will be good or bad!"

"This"

"What? No?"

"All right, all right! All right! Your Majesty, please call my assistant An Wensi, otherwise the ceremony cannot proceed normally."

They were sent to this ghost place together to preach under the command of this ghost rebel army, so they will naturally suffer together if they are guilty.

The two of them have suffered a lot here.

Zhang Xianzhong's character is very detached.

There is nothing wrong with describing it as a neuropathy.

Sometimes he is very wise, likes to read and write, and is full of curiosity about unknown knowledge.

Therefore, the knowledge about astronomy obtained by the missionaries and the astronomical props made by them are all things he likes, but Zhang Xianzhong has shown an attitude towards the beliefs they preach.

It can't be called disrespect, it can only be called blasphemy.

Including but not limited to, the missionaries finally succeeded in preaching, making the soldiers chant about God.

Lao Zhang stood up and grinned, directly expressing that he is a descendant of God.

Another example is now.

The two missionaries pondered for a while, and finally decided that in order to save their lives, they pretended to divination by splashing holy water on the ground.

After the water was sprinkled, I was about to say the result.

Zhang Xianzhong asked abruptly, "Do you know Dujiangyan?"

"what?"

It certainly cannot be said that I do not know.

Not only did the missionaries know, but they also had in-depth exchanges with local water conservancy officials and construction craftsmen in Dujiangyan during their stay in Daxi.

If it wasn't for the war recently, they still wanted to get some blueprints.

And Lao Zhang Su thought these missionaries were not pleasing to the eye.

It's not enough to ask them to ask questions.

This sudden question was naturally not to seek their opinions.

Just really wanted to win a prize.

On the Jinma River of the Minjiang River east of Chengdu, hundreds of nearly a thousand ships have already started heading for Dujiangyan in the north.

And these ships carried the gold and silver that Daxi had accumulated over the years.

That's right, Lao Zhang has no choice but to sink Yin in the south of Chengdu, so he can only sink in the northwest.

Give up Chengdu, no matter how blatant Chen Yin is.

In this way, after the Great Western Army left.

There is one more goal that the Ming army and the black and yellow flags can compete for.

When the two missionaries were questioned, Dujiangyan had already begun to sink silver.

This time is not the same as killing a group of gentry and causing a massacre in the Chengdu area. This is accumulated by the Onishi regime for several years after the massacre and stabilized the regime. The gold and silver collected after cleaning.

The quantity is quite large.

The boats were traveling on the Jinma River, and the news about Shen Yin and the news that the Daxi Army was about to retreat from Chengdu spread together, spreading among the Ming Army and the Black Banner Army.

The final effect can be said to be quite good.

The Ming Army and the Black Banner Army were no exception, they were all captivated by Chengdu and Chen Yin in Dujiangyan.

Chasing after Zhang Xianzhong's troops was no longer the most urgent task.

Seizing the city and taking silver is the most important thing.

In this regard, the Black Banner Army is a little better, and it also takes the pursuit of the Great Western Army as one of its main goals.

The Ming army is different.

He said he wanted to chase.

In fact, he has already put all his heart on the silver.

They are short of money.

The imperial court couldn't give out money, and the Ming army claimed to have 30 troops in this battle, but in fact there were [-] to [-] troops.

Some of the leading generals were appointed by the imperial court, and some volunteered to participate in the war, but basically every one of them was paying out of their own pockets, or became a warlord-like figure, occupying a place to raise troops.

Chen Yin of Dujiangyan, there are rumors in Daxi that there are tens of millions of taels!

Even if it is discounted twice, it is enough to make all the generals of the Ming army extremely jealous, no one is an exception.

(End of this chapter)