Tang Dynasty, I can lead troops through ancient and modern times

In this riot, not only the young and strong Han people were fighting, but the old, the weak, women and children were also organized to defend the city.

Although they do not have strong bodies to charge into battle, they contribute to the resistance in their own way.

The elders were responsible for preparing food and weapons for the soldiers, the women took care of the wounded, and the children cheered for the soldiers on the city walls.

Under the leadership of Pei Xingjian, Zhangsun Wuji and others, they cooperated closely and used flexible tactics. They set up defenses every time they occupied a Tatar stronghold to deal with subsequent counterattacks from Dorgon and provide logistical support for the young and strong men.

When the Han people entered the city, they launched a ruthless massacre against the Tatars.

Years of hatred broke out completely at this moment, and they wanted to make the Tartars pay a heavy price for their crimes.

The Tatars fled everywhere, but they had nowhere to hide from the angry Han people.

One by one, the Tartars fell under the swords of the Han people, and the streets were dyed red with blood.

As time went on, the Han people occupied more and more cities.

They established a strict defense system in every city to prepare for the Tatars' counterattack.

They knew that the battle was not over yet, but they firmly believed that as long as they united as one, they would be able to defeat the Tatars and regain their homes and dignity.

On the other side, Li Chengqian, Li Shimin, Li Jing and others led a hundred people on the road, heading towards the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

The cold air followed them like a shadow, as if to freeze their bodies and souls.

The road is rugged, the narrow path is winding and full of unknown dangers.

They moved forward cautiously, always alert to possible accidents.

The horses were also under tremendous pressure during such a difficult journey, and from time to time some of them fell down due to exhaustion or injury, or fell off the cliff.

After three days of trekking, they finally crossed the Yanshan Trail.

When they saw the Ming garrison at Xifengkou, a complex emotion surged in their hearts.

The Ming defenders stood lazily at their posts, completely unvigilant.

Their eyes were empty, as if they had lost hope in everything.

When they saw the team of 100 people led by Li Chengqian, they just glanced at them casually and ignored them.

Li Chengqian and others couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that the Ming Dynasty was rotten, completely rotten.

It was so easy for these one hundred people to pass through.

But then again, these mountain passes are indeed only passable on a small scale, and it is very risky for a large group to pass through.

If the Ming defenders had remained vigilant and strengthened their defenses, perhaps their journey would have been more difficult.

However, the current Ming Dynasty has lost its former glory.

Internal corruption and chaos caused the once powerful empire to crumble.

Li Chengqian and others watched all this, their hearts filled with worry.

They stood on this land with thousands of thoughts in their minds.

They knew that there was no hope for the Ming Dynasty.

The once glorious empire is now in ruins, corruption is rampant, and the people are living in misery.

The incompetence of the imperial court, the internal strife between the parties, and the emperor's suspicion of his subjects plunged the country into a deep crisis.

The best outcome for China is its demise, and a new dynasty will take its place.

But can Li Zicheng do it?

Their minds were filled with questions.

Although the peasant army led by Li Zicheng was powerful, could they really establish a stable regime?

They are not sure.

However, in these troubled times, he couldn't care less.

Heroes emerge in troubled times, and they are well aware of this truth.

As long as the Qing Dynasty is destroyed, there will be enough time for China to fight for the emergence of a powerful leader.

Perhaps in this process, the people will still live under the oppression of the landlords, but it is better than being ruled by foreigners, slaughtered at will, and forced to shave their heads and change their clothes.

It was a violation of national dignity and an unbearable humiliation.

On the vast North China Plain, the wind howled across the land, raising gusts of sand, dust and snow.

Li Chengqian and his group had just set foot on this land, with fatigue and vigilance intertwined on their faces.

At this moment, ten figures riding fast horses rushed into their sight like a whirlwind. They were spies sent by Li Zicheng to the capital.

The spies rode fast horses, and the dust raised by their hooves sparkled in the sunlight.

They galloped past like the wind, but the moment he saw Li Chengqian and others, he suddenly pulled the reins.

The horse neighed and raised its front hooves high, as if it also felt the tense atmosphere at the moment.

The spy looked at Li Chengqian and the others warily, his eyes full of suspicion and vigilance.

Their eyes swept back and forth over Li Chengqian and the others, trying to determine their identities and purpose from their clothing, equipment, and expressions.

Li Chengqian and his companions were also watching the spy.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears.

Both sides were weighing their next moves, and no one dared to act rashly. They were like two ferocious beasts confronting each other.

The spy was wondering, who are these people?

Are they enemies or friends?

What impact will their appearance have on King Chuang’s cause?

Li Chengqian and others were thinking, what did the appearance of this spy mean?

How powerful was Li Zicheng’s army?

In the end, there was no contact between the two sides.

The spy hesitated for a moment, then turned his horse and galloped away.

Li Chengqian and others watched his back disappear into the distance, and the tension in their hearts eased a little.

Cheng Qian looked at the spy from King Chuang rushing away, with mixed emotions in his heart.

He turned to look at Li Shimin, only to see that Li Shimin had a serious expression with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

"Peasant uprising..." Li Shimin said softly, with a hint of emotion in his voice.

As an emperor, countless thoughts were surging in his mind at this moment.

He thought about the Tang Dynasty, which he ruled, and wondered whether it would eventually perish under a peasant uprising.

Today, the Ming Dynasty has fallen into such a predicament that the peasant uprising army is about to arrive at the capital.

He couldn't help but reflect on why it had come to this.

Party and government!

Official corruption!

Natural disasters and man-made disasters!

Or is it an inevitable path for all dynasties? !

Li Shimin was well aware of the power of peasant uprisings.

Throughout history, many dynasties were overthrown in waves of peasant uprisings.

These rebel armies are often composed of oppressed people who rise up in resistance for survival and dignity.

Although their power is strong, it is also full of uncertainty and destructiveness.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty led to hundreds of years of fighting among the Three Kingdoms. After the Sima family unified the country, the north was occupied by foreign races.

The Huang Chao Uprising at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Red Turban Army Uprising at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Peasant Uprising at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and the Taiping Rebellion at the end of the Qing Dynasty...

These great turmoils were not only a way for the people to save themselves, but also severely shook the foundations of China.

So how do we avoid these things from happening?...