Prince Chongzhen

Chapter 391: Haoge is full of expectations

(Chapter 388 has been revised. Comrades who subscribed yesterday should remember to read this chapter after reading the previous chapter.)

Liu Wenxiu's performance can be regarded as a loyal retainer of the Great West.

He could lead more than 10,000 troops to return to the Ming Dynasty calmly, he could directly expose the Tartars' conspiracy, and even when he was tied up in Zhu Cilang's tent, he could not act so tough and just accept the treatment he got.

In this way, with Zhu Cilang's thirst for talents and his prestige in Dashizhong, Liu Wenxiu would be able to get an official position like general in the Ming Dynasty without having to worry about his life.

After all, Zhang Xianzhong had fallen into the hands of the Tartars, and Liu Wenxiu had done his best.

Under such circumstances, the moral burden on him has been completely lifted. Not only can people of the time not say anything bad about him, but even history books will classify him as a loyal minister.

But he did not choose these easy paths.

After entering the military camp, he tried to anger the Emperor Ming more than once, but the root of his attempt was probably just to seek a quick death.

Zhu Cilang has always been extremely generous to his loyal ministers, but no matter what, Liu Wenxiu is not his loyal minister.

No matter how much he admired Liu Wenxiu, no matter how much he wanted to have him under his command, when the shouts of killing rang out in the camp tonight, the only way left for this loyal minister of Dashi was death.

After all, the imperial power cannot be taken lightly and the dragon's majesty cannot be violated.

Even though Liu Wenxiu had thousands of reasons and was forced to do so, once he crossed the red line, he could only become a tool to serve as a warning to others.

On this point, Zhu Cilang would definitely not be vague, but...
January 7

Taurus Road

July and August are the months with the most rainfall in central Sichuan. Such a climate is naturally very beneficial for crops, but it can inevitably become a nuisance at certain times.

"Snapped!"

"Hurry up! The continuous rain these days has delayed our efforts. If the prince blames us, we won't be able to save you!"

The sound of whips hitting bodies suddenly spread, but the prisoners who were clearing the rocks in the road did not quicken their pace.

It's not that they are not afraid of being whipped, nor is it that they are not afraid of losing their lives. The mountain road, which is originally narrow, has been blocked by rocks of all sizes. Even if they really want to be more agile, they can't get out of the way.

But then again, even if we can't make room for it, the already late progress can't be delayed any further.

With this in mind, the supervisor planned to pick out two people who were not diligent and give them a good beating. However, when he was about to bring down the whip he raised high, he heard a unfamiliar voice.

"How can you do this?"

"Ah! Your Majesty, I am here to see you. I only occasionally..."

Hearing the words in his ears, the supervisor thought that Hauge was accusing him of whipping prisoners at will.

After all, many people had died while clearing fallen rocks in the heavy rain a few days ago. If the captives were forced too much, trouble might arise.

It would not be too difficult to pacify it by then, but the construction progress would inevitably be delayed.

The supervisor's idea was not wrong, but when he was about to kneel on the ground, he heard a muffled sound in his ears.

"You are all useless! You can't even handle such a small matter. From today on, you must clear the road within three days, day and night. Anyone who is slacking off will be killed without mercy!"

After leaving behind a murderous remark, Hauge returned to the camp surrounded by Gosha, while the supervisor cast a sinister look at the prisoners.

Although Hauge did not take the life of any Han people seriously, he would never have given such an order personally if he had not been blocked for such a long time.

After returning to his roots, he had almost run out of Aha after two surprise attacks. If he could bring these prisoners under his command, it would certainly provide great help to his operations after entering Sichuan.

Alas~~~After such an incident, keeping these people is also a trouble, but after entering Sichuan.
Forget it. If nothing unexpected happened, the little emperor would be dead.

By then, there will be a large number of Ming troops to serve as cannon fodder, so they won’t care whether there are these few thousand people or not.

As he walked, Hauge's thoughts were constantly turning.

When he arrived in front of the central army tent, he couldn't help but look up at the sky. Seeing clouds of varying thickness slowly piling up, Hauge's mood immediately became worse.

Honestly speaking, when he just captured Zhang Xianzhong, he was in the best mood in the past one or two years. But when he was confident that it would only take five or six days to clear the way forward and reach the center of Sichuan, heavy rains and landslides made him gradually anxious.

Of course, because of Liu Wenxiu, his mood had improved a little, but he had never expected that the combination of good and bad would directly sweep his mood from the mortal world into the endless purgatory.

The logic behind it is not difficult to understand. With nine true and one false lies covering the situation, the Ming Emperor probably cannot escape this. But if he cannot step out of the Golden Bull Road for a long time, who knows if someone will emerge who can clean up the mess?

But then again, even if such a person appeared, Hauge was confident that he could defeat him directly with the help of his soldiers.

It can be said that if he can easily gather the surrendered troops and occupy the territory while there is no leader in Sichuan, his strength will definitely be restored to the level when he first entered Sichuan.

If he could take over Hunan, Yunnan and Guizhou in one fell swoop, even if Daishan and Dorgon joined forces, they would not be able to defeat him.

"How are those guys doing?"

As soon as he entered the tent, Hauge asked a question.

Although his words were somewhat incoherent, Luo Luohun, who was looking through the documents in the account, still understood what he meant.

"Zhang Xianzhong only had some minor injuries, but his life is not in danger. As for the remaining two, one lost an arm, and the other is only breathing his last. I'm afraid they won't survive."

"It doesn't matter even if Zhang Xianzhong dies. Anyway, with Aobai and Wu Sangui following him, the Emperor's life will certainly be in danger," Hauge said nonchalantly, and drank the tea on the table. After putting the tea bowl back, he continued, "This damn weather is really unbearable. There is no sun but I am still sweating. After this battle, I will never come here again."

As for Hauge's complaints, Luo Luohun just turned a blind eye.

After all, the people in Sichuan had been completely defeated by Zhang Xianzhong, and whoever occupied this place would be popular. If Hauge could use the war as an excuse to stay here for a few more years, then the situation in the court would be completely different.

"Your Majesty, Sun Kewang and Ai Nengqi both have some abilities. If..."

"Your Highness! Someone came from the side road and said he was a subordinate of Liu Wenxiu."

(End of this chapter)