Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 243
"Bring me my sword!" Duoduo said to the soldiers beside him with a determined expression.

He was already ready to commit suicide. Today more than [-] Qing troops were buried because of him. Even if he survived, Doduo would have no face to live in this world, and the civil and military public opinion of the court would force him to death.

In this case, it would be better to commit suicide on the battlefield and get a good reputation. Maybe in the future Zhu Cihong will let off the mites outside the customs once for his own sake.

In this case, what reason does Duduo have for not committing suicide?
"My lord, don't do it." The soldiers beside him had already seen through Doduo's thoughts.

"It is destiny that I die here today. It is my destiny. Don't say any more." Duduo also has religious beliefs. Although the primitive shamanism of the Michou people is very different from the formal religion, it still exists in the world. It is largely influenced by Han culture.

After all, from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to today, for almost 2000 years, the culture and influence of the Han people have always had a strong sense of presence in Liaodong.

Even the Mongols believe in Changshengtian, which is similar to the God of the Han people. It is not unbelievable that Duoduo, the princes and nobles of Mizhou, believe in the destiny.

"Remember, after I die, you can do whatever you want, just one thing, don't ruin your life so easily."

"You used to be my soldiers and my slaves. After I die, you will be free. Cherish your own life. Emperor Zhu Cihong should be a good man. Maybe he will let you go."

After all, Doduo pulled out the sword from the scabbard with a beautiful turn, and then cut his own throat. The blood spurted out a foot away, drawing a crimson pattern. last act.

"My lord." After seeing their lord died, these soldiers crawled on Duoduo's body and wept bitterly.

That way, it is even more tragic than own dead parents.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Cihong couldn't help sighing, "Duoduo is really a character, so he just drew his sword and killed himself. If Azig and Wu Sangui could know each other so well, I wouldn't run around with their heads .”

"Pass down my will, do not damage Duoduo's body, and prepare a thin pass to bury him in Tongguan."

Since Duo Duo chose to take the initiative to kill himself, Zhu Cihong had to keep his promise and give him a face, so that he can rest in peace.

I believe that after Duoduo's death, seeing Zhu Cihong's actions under the Nine Springs, he will definitely be grateful to him.

But then, if Duduo could see it, he would jump out angrily and beat Zhu Cihong violently, because Zhu Cihong won tens of thousands of horses in today's battle, and his strength more than doubled in a sudden.

There is no one in the world who can stop Zhu Cixiang.

"Your general is dead, take off your armor, drop your weapons, surrender quickly, I can spare your death." Zhu Cihong ordered people to come forward to persuade him to surrender.

The Ming army who was still chasing him just now suddenly wanted to surrender himself. Of course, these Eight Banners Valiant Cavalry would not agree, but the main general is dead, and they have no backbone, so they can no longer make a decision.

Besides, there was Xu Hongji's navy in the front, and Zhu Cihong's pursuers in the back. These Eight Banners soldiers had long since lost their fighting spirit. Even if their fighting spirit was rekindled, they would not have the strength to fight anymore.

So it didn't take long for these Qing troops to surrender one after another. Only a small number of Duoduo's soldiers chose to commit suicide and be buried with loyalty to their master.

These loyal servants were in line with the values ​​of the Han people, and Zhu Cixiang respected them very much. He ordered several more thin coffins to be dug and buried with Duduo.

Since then, more than 1 Eight Banners soldiers of Duoduo have been owned by Zhu Cihong, although now they are forced to surrender to Zhu Cihong just because they have no strength and fighting spirit.

But Zhu Cixiang believed that sooner or later he would be able to use them to his advantage and become a sharp sword in his hand.

Now that Duoduo had been resolved, Zhu Cihong decided to go back and see what was going on with Li Zicheng. Both of them tried their best in this battle, but they didn't know who would gain more.

Zhu Cihong didn't know that at the same time, the Han and Mongolian warlords represented by Kong Youde had already broken up with Li Zicheng's people.

If Zhu Cihong knew, he would laugh so hard that his stomach hurt and he would fall off his horse.

"Huh, since you don't agree to our conditions, please ask your envoy to go back. We will talk to Emperor Ming again." Kong Youde asked Liu Fangliang, the envoy sent by the Shun Army, to go back.

"You bastard, you still want to go back to the Ming army. Do you think they will want you after you betrayed your master?" Liu Fangliang looked down on these traitors the most in his life, and pointed at Kong Youde's nose and cursed in public.

He has a huge Shun army outside the camp as his backing, so he doesn't pay attention to Kong Youde and others at all, and doesn't worry about his own danger.

"Born in troubled times, we just want to save our lives. I think the emperor will understand us." After being scolded, Kong Youde was not angry, but said calmly, stroking his beard.

In fact, he doesn't know what Zhu Cihong thinks, but he only knows one thing, they become warlords for the sake of prosperity and wealth, for the benefit of conferring their wives and children, if they can't satisfy, they won't foolishly go to war.

"We veterans who followed Emperor Yongchang can't be hereditary. You dare to think of being princes for generations, why don't you dream." Liu Fangliang complained.

It turned out that Kong Youde and others wanted to protect their princes, and they were from generation to generation. No wonder Liu Fangliang had such a big reaction.

The old men who have followed Li Zicheng for many years are generally no more than marquises and earls, and only a very small number of people are dukes.

As for the marquis, Li Zicheng has almost no title, and even his nephew does not have a prince.

And so many people in Kong Youde wanted to be princes as soon as they came here, wouldn't they be riding on the heads of old people like Liu Fangliang.

In any case, regardless of whether Li Zicheng agreed or not, he, Liu Fangliang, and the elders of Dashun would never agree.

"That's not necessarily the case. Since the Qing Dynasty can give us hereditary and irreplaceable kings, I believe that the Ming Dynasty will also allow us to enjoy the glory and wealth from generation to generation." Kong Youde doesn't care about so many things. Who can make him a prince and a master? , enjoying glory and wealth for generations, then he can sell his life to anyone.

"If your envoy doesn't want to talk, please come back." Kong Youde made a gesture of invitation after speaking.

The surrounding guards and warriors also stepped forward and tried to drive Liu Fangliang away by force.

At this point, Liu Fangliang knew that he couldn't talk any more, so he went down the donkey and left Kong Youde's camp.

(End of this chapter)