Ming Dynasty entry: I am Chongzhen, the greatest emperor of all time!

Chapter 29 Li Zicheng is very worried
The location of the granary was exactly the same as the intelligence obtained by Ye Bushu.

However, how to sneak in puzzled Zhang Shize.

The refugee camps and the surrendered troops can all mix together because they themselves have no organization.

But it was different in the old camp of the Chuang Army.

They were elite troops who had first followed Gao Yingxiang and then Li Zicheng, and had fought battles in the east and the west.

What scene haven’t you seen?

Even under the protection of hundreds of thousands of refugees and surrendered soldiers, there was still no slackness.

Whether it was the patrol team or the sentry, their spirits were more than twice as good as those of the surrendered troops.

Plus the camp wall consisting of three layers of fences.

It is impossible to sneak in with hundreds of people.

The granary is just ahead. Only by burning it can Zhang Shize continue to sit firmly on the throne of Duke!

His eyes moved back and forth between the wooden wall and Ye Bushou.

The captain thought that Zhang Shize wanted Ye Bushu to sneak in, so he spoke up immediately to try to dissuade Zhang Shize from this ridiculous idea.

"The wall is high and there are many people. There are three layers of movable fences, so not many people can get in."

Zhang Shize shook his head. "I want to ask, if there weren't these patrol cavalry and sentries, could Ye Bushou sneak into the granary and plant fire starters?"

"Hmm..." The captain pondered for a moment, then answered decisively, "Yes!"

"If only Ye Bushou sneaks in and starts the fire, how long will it take?" Zhang Shize asked immediately.

"The scale of the Chuang army's granary is huge. If we can't accommodate a hundred people at night, we need to divide them into batches... Hmm..."

As he spoke, the captain fell into deep thought again. After some calculations in his mind, he replied cautiously, "It will take half an hour to cover and ignite most of the granaries."

Zhang Shize glanced at the Jiading and Border Army cavalry around him, shook his head and said calmly, "I can buy you two quarters of an hour at most. Burn as much as you can."

This indecisive nobleman, who had never been on the battlefield and whose only military talent was loyalty, finally understood why Wu Xiang refused the night attack.

There is probably no better way to deal with such a heavily defended camp except to attack it head-on.

A night attack would be almost impossible to succeed.

It’s just a pity that the 500 light cavalry under his command were killed in vain by the civil officials.

However, except for Wu Xiang, it seemed that His Majesty also knew that this trip would be difficult to succeed.

It is probably not a good idea to reject the good intentions of the civil officials, so he wanted to make a good impression on the new Prime Minister, Ni Ge Lao, and win the support of the officials.

Before leaving, he specifically asked the 3,000th Battalion to cooperate with the operation. Perhaps he didn't want to die in vain...

Thinking of this, Zhang Shize slowly drew out his sword, his eyes becoming more determined.

I didn't expect to come back alive this time!

He wants to let His Majesty know that the court cannot rely solely on civil officials!

The nobles still have courage, and they are still the pillars of the Ming Dynasty!

"Everyone should only keep 10% of the fire starter, and give the rest to Ye Bu Shou."

No one understood what Zhang Shize was going to do, but they did it anyway.

When the handover was completed, Zhang Shize patted the captain's shoulder heavily.

He whispered, "Don't let our brothers die in vain."

Then he raised his arms and shouted.

"My young ones, the time has come to make great achievements and bring blessings to future generations! Set the village on fire and follow me to death!"

"I am willing to die with you!" The servants of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion immediately responded and shouted.

"kill!"

"kill!!!"

More than two hundred servants and two hundred light cavalry followed Zhang Shize's warhorse and rushed straight towards the solid stronghold.

……

The very center of the Chuang army camp.

Five large flags, red, yellow, green, white, and black, were lined up in a row, inscribed with the surnames of the five chief generals of the Chuang army: Tian, ​​Li, Liu, Gao, and Niu. Amidst the large flags stood a large indigo banner, three feet high and ten feet wide.

The word "Dashun" flutters in the wind.

It was the main banner of the Chuang army's central army.

When the great banner is up, the army is at peace; when the great banner falls, the army is at rest.
Under the big banner was the central military tent where Li Zicheng was located.

Sitting in the middle was Li Zicheng, dressed in brocade silk, wearing a jade-inlaid fu hat and a jade belt around his waist.

Rubbing the jade ring on his finger, he looked at the candlelight in the tent with a worried look on his face.
His dark and rough skin looks like that of an old farmer.

Wearing this exquisite outfit, she looks a bit out of place.

But he wasn't the only one who looked out of place in the account.

Diagonally opposite him sat Niu Jinxing, the left prime minister of the Dashun regime, who was wearing the Confucian robes of a student but had a pot belly, a greasy face and the appearance of a landlord.

At this time, he was persuading non-stop.

"Why is the Heavenly King still hesitating? As long as we take the capital, the old emperor and the wealth accumulated by the Ming Dynasty will be enough to support the Dashun Dynasty for three years!"

Li Zicheng nodded first, then shook his head, opened his mouth to speak but ended up sighing.

"Ah~"

"What on earth is the king worried about?" Niu Jinxing continued to ask, pretending to be confused.

Ever since the conquest of Shanluo, the king's morale seemed to have been deflated.

If the Shaanxi and Luoyang prefectures had not had limited money and the people had been promised exemptions from land tax, which would have led to fiscal tightening.

The land promised to the soldiers in the old camp could not be divided because the area was too small.

In order to appease the people and curb the increasingly lax and arrogant senior leaders of the Chuang Army.

He was forced to send troops to attack Beijing.

Seeing that the army had already reached the capital, the fall of the Ming Dynasty was imminent.

Our own king actually wants to negotiate?!

What should these high-ranking officials who are waiting to be recognized as founding heroes and enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple do?
Wearing the yellow robe? But the Heavenly King has already established the Dashun Dynasty?
That's why Niu Jinxing stayed in the big tent in the middle of the night to persuade them.

"Alas~" Li Zicheng didn't say anything, just sighed.

Niu Jinxing shouldn't push too hard.

I can only analyze the pros and cons to Li Zicheng bit by bit.

"Heavenly King, I followed you from the muddy land. What kind of battles have we not seen in the past ten years?"

"Right now, the Ming border troops have not yet arrived, the Beijing camp is severely corrupt, and the old emperor has not yet fled. This is the best time to overthrow the Ming and establish Shun."

"If we wait for the return of Zhu Ming's Guanning Army, which fought against the Jiannu, and Zuo Liangyu from the south goes north to defend the emperor, we will have the capital, a great city, to defend. If the Jiannu from the north march south, our Dashun Army will be attacked from both sides. The consequences will be disastrous!"

"I understand everything that the Left Prime Minister said, but... Alas~" Li Zicheng frowned in worry.

In fact, he never really thought about becoming an emperor, nor did he know how to be an emperor.

He just wanted to survive from the beginning to the end, and his biggest goal was to become a big boss in his hometown.

But he doesn't have this ambition, and he can't stop his subordinates from wanting to go further.

As long as the Ming Dynasty is not overthrown, the Dashun Dynasty will not be established righteously.

He knew very well that now was the best time to overthrow Zhu Ming.

But therein lies the problem.

Before Zhu Ming fell, he was the only one who had the final say in the Dashun Army, and everyone worked together.

Once Zhu Ming falls, what will happen if these people under his command are made dukes for the evil they did in Xi'an?

If they lose their goal, people's morale will be scattered. How can he lead the team if their morale is scattered? How can he rely on Zhu Ming to suppress the greed in the hearts of these people?
He is not that ambitious and just wants to live a stable and wealthy life.

The negotiation conditions were simply to become the King of the Great West, to rule the world together with Zhu Ming, and to obtain administrative etiquette and legality.

Who knew that Zhu Youjian in the imperial city would not even agree to this condition!

Isn't this forcing me to seize the throne from the Zhu family?! (Historical records show that Li Zicheng did indeed think so and did so, but Chongzhen couldn't come up with the money, so Li Zicheng only ordered the siege after repeated persuasion from meritorious generals such as Niu Jinxing... The author has to admit, history is sometimes very abstract!)
Seeing that Li Zicheng was somewhat loose, Niu Jinxing hurriedly increased his firepower.

(End of this chapter)