The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 804 The Day Is Coming to an End
Dong Xiaowan's inclusion into the harem was just a small episode in a long era, and the Alliance of Xuzhou was the highlight of the fourth year of Mingqi.

Whether or not one can successfully escape from the endless nirvana of the Eastern World is what the time traveler cares about most. In comparison, saving the Ming and supporting the Qing is just a passing cloud.

However, the hope of escape has always been slim. Since the Eastern World has the final BOSS meteorite nuclear bomb, why has there been no system support for it?

In order to make the system awaken as soon as possible, or to add a glimmer of hope to his desperate journey of time travel, every morning after getting up, the King of Liao would go to the ancestral tablet and pray to his ancestors before washing up.

As we all know, time travelers have some psychic qualities. Some are good at summoning spirits, some use black technology randomly, and some can be possessed by Taizu at the beginning (from beggars and refugees to emperors).

Whether Qi Meng possesses psychic abilities is not the point. He only hopes to use his ancestors as a medium to send a signal to the Senate, granting himself more powerful strength to fight against the endless vines.

"What can I talk about with Zhu Youjian? It's just a murderer and a pervert deceiving each other. Even if the Xuzhou Alliance succeeds, can I really leave this Cao Dan world?"

"I just want to leave early."

One morning in early May, the summer breeze was blowing and the morning light was dim. The King of Liao got up from his bed. Regardless of the fact that Dong Xiaowan was still sleeping soundly with the jade tiara lying across her, he walked straight to the ancestral tablet and muttered to himself at the statue of Qi Ziya enshrined at the top.

I would like to add that after Emperor Mingqi ascended the throne, he issued a general amnesty and rewarded his ministers. By the way, he changed the surname of Jiang Shang, who assisted King Zhou. Jiang Ziya inexplicably became Qi Ziya and the ancestor of King Liao.

This also laid the theoretical foundation for Zhu Ci Miao's later abdication to the throne of King Liao.

"Although I have dominated the Ming Dynasty, second only to the emperor, I am still powerless to stop the Vine Company from destroying the universe. This plane is constantly collapsing, and the entire world is irreversibly heading towards mediocrity. I need to obtain a more powerful force to correct all this..."

At some point, Dong Xiaowan stood at the door of the ancestral hall wearing a gauze, and the beauty looked worried.

She saw her husband chattering in front of the idol.

Looking back, he saw Liu Rushi also standing at the door, her brows furrowed.

"What are you doing sneaking around the door?"

Dong Xiaowan didn't answer Liu Rushi's question, but asked, "Madam, how long has my husband's symptoms lasted?"

Liu Rushi glared at her and said, "The King of Liao will be leaving for Xuzhou next month. This is a matter of national importance and cannot be discussed with outsiders. Do you understand?"

"I know, I know."

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Always remember, there will be reverberations.

The awakening occurred on the eighth day of the fifth month.

At the morning court on May 8th, the King of Liao and his ministers continued to discuss the details of the Xuzhou Alliance. Before the peace talks, more troops would be sent to the south to increase pressure on the Southern Ming court. Controls would also be deployed inside and outside Xuzhou to ensure the safety of the King of Liao.

"I believe that when we deploy 100,000 troops on the Yangtze River, preparing to cross it, Chongzhen has always been untrustworthy and prone to going back on his word. If the Xuzhou peace talks fail, our army can immediately cross the river and gain the upper hand."

The King of Liao smiled slightly and nodded to Lu Xiangsheng, saying, "All is fair in war. Minister Lu is right. Zhu Youjian is addicted to male beauty."

Qi Meng pointed to his head, looked around at everyone and said, "Zhu Youjian is always confused. He almost ruined the Ming Dynasty. As far as I know, monarchs who indulge in lust usually have three characteristics:
First, I have a bad mood and am easily upset; second, I have a bad memory, second...”

The King of Liao got stuck and forgot where he was talking about.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Kang Yingqian coughed twice. "The troops, horses, and provisions have been properly deployed. Let's move on to the next item: the titles of both parties. As the saying goes, if the names are not right, the words will not flow. I would like to offer a suggestion. We should follow the example of the Song-Jin peace agreement, where the King of Liao is the uncle and Chongzhen is the nephew."

The ministers burst into laughter.

Qian Qianyi shook his head repeatedly: "What is uncle and nephew? The Liao king's surname is Qi, and Chongzhen's surname is Zhu. How can we perform the etiquette of uncle and nephew? Besides, why should our Ming Dynasty, the dignified Celestial Empire, follow the example of Liao and Jin? Wouldn't it be a laughing stock? We should follow the story of Empress Lü and Zhao Tuo in the early Han Dynasty and call Chongzhen a minister..."

"How can Lü Zhi be compared with the King of Liao?"

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While the ministers were arguing over the titles of the North and the South, the protagonist Qi Meng's thoughts had drifted far away.

Until Dongfang Zhu stepped forward and whispered, "General, someone has arrived from Liaodong. They are General Yuan's servants with urgent military information."

"Ah?" Qi Meng woke up from his dream.

"Commander Yuan sent Lolita here."

The King of Liao frowned and said, "Where is he? Let him in quickly."

Dongfang Zhu glanced at the civil servants who were still arguing in the hall and hesitated.

Qi Meng shook his head. "Everyone present is a trusted aide. Let them in! Yuan Chonghuan commands tens of thousands of troops, which is more than enough to defend Shenyang. What kind of chaos could possibly happen in Liaodong?"

Luo Li, a servant of Yuan Chonghuan, crawled into the Huangji Hall with disheveled hair and a dirty face. When he looked up and saw the King of Liao and his ministers, he burst into tears.

The ministers looked at each other in bewilderment. The scene before them was obviously inconsistent with the cheerful atmosphere of "others are the fish and I am the knife" in the hall just now.

"Lori, take your time to tell me what's going on." The King of Liao, who was sitting next to the dragon throne, stood up, helped Luo Li up, and comforted her slowly.

Kang Yingqian echoed, "General Yuan remained calm even when faced with a mountain collapsing before him. Luo Li, you're an old man from Kaiyuan after all. You've been through so much hardship for so many years, why are you still so startled?"

"Big, big boss!"

Luo Li was out of breath, and judging by his expression, he probably hadn't eaten for several meals.

"Give him some water."

Qi Meng signaled Dongfang Zhu to bring some tea.

"Liaoyang has fallen! General Yuan is surrounded in Shenyang. Send me for help! Shenyang is almost finished! Tens of thousands of soldiers have died!"

Yuan Chonghuan's servant used up his last bit of strength, said this, and fell to the ground.

Pei Dahu stepped forward and touched him, his face suddenly changing. "Marshal, he's fainted."

The ministers looked at each other.

Qi Meng's head buzzed. The Eight Banners Army had already been completely destroyed. Less than 30,000 of the 100,000 troops had died. How could Huang Taiji capture Liaoyang so quickly and besiege Shenyang with such a small number of remnants?

It should be noted that half a month ago, the King of Liao received a report from Yuan Chonghuan in Shenyang, indicating that everything was normal.

Could it be that this Huangtai guitar comes from another dimension?

"Splash it to wake you up, drink some water, and then ask again."

A bucket of clean water was poured down, and Luo Li woke up.

"How many troops did Huang Taiji bring?"

"One hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand?"

Qi Meng was silent.

"Marshal, Huang Taiji is not a human being." Luo Li didn't even bother to drink water and spoke in a hurried tone.

"I know that he and his father are not human beings."

Qi Meng gritted his teeth and spoke.

The Qing army committed all kinds of atrocities, burning, killing and looting every time they invaded. I wonder how many innocent people will die in Liaoning and Shenyang during this robbery.

Luo Li shook his head vigorously: "General, I saw with my own eyes from the top of Shenyang City. Huang Taiji was shot by a musket, but he was able to stand up again."

"After being hit by a musket, can you still stand up again?"

"Not only did they stand up, but the resurrected Tartars were even more powerful. Our army stood on the top of the city wall, and with one round of musket fire, they rushed over from a hundred steps away. They bit everyone they met. We had 3,000 defenders outside the city, with the advantage of terrain, but they were all killed by the Tartars in half an hour..."

Luo Li showed a painful expression. Obviously, he didn't want to recall the horrific scene again.

Qi Meng murmured to himself: "So, Huang Taiji has turned into a zombie. Even after turning into a zombie, he still wants to enter the pass. The Tartars are so obsessed with entering the pass. It's really scary!"

"Damn it! The Senate hasn't even come to help yet, and the Vine Company has already taken action!"

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"Hello, player 00001, you are about to start a Force mission!"

"Hello, little steward of the Senate, you are finally here."

"You now possess twelve Force Medals."

"I know."

"You can choose to use a piece to replace this mission and jump directly to the next chapter."

"Are there any other options?"

"If you don't want to be replaced, you can choose to fight. If you complete the mission, you will receive two units of Force as a reward. If you fail the mission, you will return to the Eastern World."

"Fight or replace?"

"fighting."

"You are about to enter the battle of the zombie siege in Shenyang. Please choose the weapon you need."

"OK, give me power armor, M1A2 tanks, B-2 Spirit bombers, Gatling laser guns, grenade launchers, Apache attack helicopters..."

"Sorry, the energy level is insufficient."

"Let me think about what it takes to fight zombies."

"Sorry, the system has automatically matched the weapon Gewehr 88 (Hanyang-made) for you. Confirm... Countdown begins..."

"I don't want a Hanyang-made one, sir!"

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Qi Meng suddenly opened his eyes!
As the sky brightened in the east, rotting corpses filled the land of Liaodong.

The broken flagpole, the torn mandarin duck battle jacket, the collapsed city wall, the artillery chariots buried with corpses, and the big flag with the word "Yuan" fluttering in the wind.

Qi Meng subconsciously touched the crown on his forehead. Fortunately, his identity as King of Liao had not changed.

A familiar touch spread throughout my body, and the power armor was accumulating energy.

The overwhelming howling of zombies came from far away and the earth trembled slightly.

Qi Meng smiled and looked at the Hanyang rifle in his hand.

"A new battle, come!"

(End of this chapter)