The city is broken!

After hearing the news, Chongzhen, who was mourning for his heir, was so stunned that he could not speak for a long time.

He did not wait for the reinforcements, but what he waited for was the news that the gate of the outer city had been opened by the guard, and the thieves had been surrendered...

Once again, Chongzhen remembered the words of Emperor Taizu when he "showed his sage":

"You have to find a way to escape from Beijing."

But how to escape now?

But Chongzhen couldn't think of a good way and asked himself:

"Are you just waiting for the city to be broken and killed, and your ancestors to be wiped out?"

Although he was an emperor, Chongzhen had also practiced martial arts and personally presided over internal exercises between Meishan and Shouhuang Palace. Therefore, he was unwilling to die in the palace when the disaster struck. At this time, he was confused and could no longer calmly

Thinking about the problem, he came up with a whim, and wanted to lead a group of ministers who had learned martial arts, and then select hundreds of servants of the royal family, and then rush out from Qihua Gate, fight and flee, and rush towards Shanhaiguan.

If I can’t go to Shandong, then I’ll go to the Shanhaiguan Head Office.

At present, the inner city of Beijing has not been lost, so there should still be a way to do this. He is secretly thinking about how to lead hundreds of young ministers to suddenly rush out of the city gate, or fight a bloody way to escape, or die in the rebel army. Even if

Even if he dies, he will leave his name as a heroic emperor in the history of history. He will definitely not be the common cowardly and incompetent king who subjugates his country. When he thought like this, his spirit suddenly cheered up, and he had the spirit of "seeing death as if he were going home". For someone who sacrificed his life for his country

He was only infinitely saddened by what happened, and no longer felt any fear. He said bitterly in his heart:

"My ministers misunderstood me, and this has led to today. How can I be the king who has subjugated my country?"

He stopped and looked up at the sky. There were still thin clouds in the sky, and the moon was unclear. He once again thought that this was the right night to break out, and his intention to leave the city became more determined. At the same time, another thought in his mind

Once again, the reality outside the city emerged. Currently, the rebel army of 200,000 people has surrounded Beijing. The outer city has been destroyed, and only birds can get out of the city.

Even if you lead hundreds of people, how can you rush out? In the end, you will probably die in the rebel army! If you don't die, if you fall into the hands of the rebel army, it will really insult your ancestors.

If you lose your country and your country, you will have no face to see your ancestors. But if you live and become a prisoner of the bandits, you will have no face to see your ancestors.

In an instant, his mind became clear and he no longer had the same illusions as before. After the desire for life dissipated, he slumped down on the dragon chair and could not say a word for a while. He had just recovered here.

For a moment when he lost his mind, he thought about Emperor Taizu Gao's "sacred manifestation" in his dream.

Although Emperor Taizu told him to escape from the capital, when he asked Taizu twice how to escape, Taizu didn't give him an answer. When he asked in tears for the third time, Taizu asked him how to escape.

What was your answer?

After sighing, what did Taizu say?

"The empire of our ancestors does not belong to one person!"

Not alone...

Do we really want to give up the country?

It is better to give it to one's own people than to outsiders. The ancestral temple of one's ancestors is still there in the morning, but if the bandits take over the world, the ancestral temple of ancestors will not be there by then.

At that time, the ancestral tablets in Fengxian Hall will be replaced by others.

But what to do now?

Chongzhen couldn't help but feel a little confused. Even though he had this idea in his mind, he still didn't know what to do.

What to do now?

…

When the emperor's edict came, Zu Dashou was stunned for a long time.

What did the emperor order him to do?

Could it be that he was ordered to defend the city?

At this time, Zu Dashou couldn't help but fall into some kind of worry about gain and loss, because the incident happened so suddenly that he had no chance to escape from the capital. He was trapped in the capital and was thinking about how to get out.

"Uncle, this is our opportunity!"

Looking at the hesitant uncle, Liu Zhenqi said softly.

"Now is a good opportunity to act as planned! Uncle, the emperor has decreed that it is time for you to express your attitude to the emperor. As long as the emperor agrees, we will act as planned!"

Liu Zhenqi's tone seemed a little excited. He had been planning another thing. Now everything was ready and all he needed was Dongfeng, but the emperor sent Dongfeng here. How could he not be happy?

"Is this possible?"

Zu Dashou hesitated.

"Rogue bandits are surrounding the capital from all sides now. If we can't kill them out, it will be all over..."

"Uncle, those are just rogues, but the people in my uncle's house are all elites from hundreds of battles!"

The elite of the hundred battles Liu Zhenqi talks about are the more than a thousand servants in the mansion. Not only are all of them strong elites, but they are also all wearing Liaodong Ming iron armor. If these more than a thousand people fight out, it is impossible to defeat the rogue bandits, but at least they can break through.

Encircle and fight their way out of the capital.

If necessary, it can even inflict heavy damage on the rogues. After all, most of the rogues are unarmored infantry.

"I know, I know, but, but..."

While hesitating, Zu Dashou's eyes sharpened suddenly as he thought of his mistake last time, and then he said.

"Just follow the plan, let everyone get ready first, and I will go to the palace first!"

It's better to go to the palace first. No matter what, the emperor treats me well, so I have to see him.

Unlike usual, the streets in the city were completely empty and there were no pedestrians at all. There were only occasional patrols passing by. Looking at those old and weak patrols, Zu Dashou couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this the capital camp of the Ming Dynasty?"

In the past ten years, the Ming Dynasty's Beijing camp has repeatedly sent out troops to suppress the bandits, but what was left was only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people. It would be impossible to defend the city with these old, weak, sick and disabled people.

Is Ming Dynasty really exhausted?

Fortunately, there is also a general.

When facing the end of a dynasty, people will always have their thoughts wandering around. The same is true for Zu Dashou now. On the way to the imperial city, riding on his horse, what he was thinking about was his own indecision and his own indecision.

Looking forward and looking back, if this was not the case, why would we end up in this situation?

Not to mention being in a dangerous situation, what's more important is that he could have become the "King Zhang" of the Ming Dynasty's ZTE, but what about now?

It's just a count trapped in a dead city. Even if he is killed, what's the use?

If he just fights out alone, to the outside world, he is just an incompetent person who abandons his master and runs away. Even if the general in the future does not forget the old grudges and is gracious to leave his title, the ancestral family will be just one of the many statuses and reputations in the Ming Dynasty.

He is one of the outstanding ministers. Within a few decades, no one in the world will remember his ancestor's family.

"Why……"

With a long sigh, Zu Dashou muttered to himself again.

"This is really your own fault!"

After talking to himself like this, Zu Dashou felt very heavy. Even he himself didn't know why he had fallen into this situation. He clearly had such a good opportunity, why didn't he seize it?

In fact, not only Zu Dashou, but also Chongzhen's mood was generally the same. He regretted it! He regretted not seizing the opportunity.

If Zhu Ciying had been allowed to lead his troops south to the Central Plains to suppress the "intruders", how would his ancestors' empire have fallen into the hands of rogue bandits, and how could they have been lost from their own hands?

Kneeling in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors, Chongzhen looked up at the tablets again. The highest tablet read "The Taizu of the Ming Dynasty opened the sky, walked the road, established the discipline, and established the great saint, the most divine, the benevolent, the righteous, the martial, the virtuous, the successful and the high emperor's spirit."

"The ancestors are above us. From the time when Emperor Gao conquered the country, to the unfilial descendants, this has been passed down for sixteen generations... Today, the rogue soldiers are sieging the capital. The unfilial descendants are unable to secure the country and save the people. They are really betraying the family and the country... The descendants

Although I will not live long, I will live up to the emperor and the people, and I will never dare to live in a small body..."

Zhu Youjian, who was kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet, spoke firmly, especially when he said the words "Gou Quan has a small body", his eyes were firm and he had made a decision in his heart. Finally, the expression on the ancestral tablet he was staring at

It changed from time to time, and finally he gritted his teeth and kowtowed.

"The descendants are not filial, the descendants are not filial..."

Just like this, he kept kowtowing to the ancestral tablet, and the sound of kowtowing was "bumping", and shocking blood stains slowly appeared on the hard floor tiles.
Chapter completed!