"The Prime Minister doesn't have to worry about the war at Yin Ping Pass." Zhang Xianzhong said calmly, "With the Dingguo children here, there will be no danger. The Prime Minister should worry more about Enke."
When Chongzhen first conquered Chengdu in the 18th year, Zhang Xianzhong conducted an encore campaign, recruited dozens of Jinshi, and sent them to various prefectures and counties as local officials. However, several new Jinshi rebelled against Daxi or surrendered to Daxi.
They either surrendered to the Ming army, or surrendered to the Ming army. As a result, Zhang Xianzhong killed all these Jinshi in a rage.
But now Zhang Xianzhong felt that no one was available, so he wanted to open an enke again.
The imperial court's talent promotion ceremony can be regarded as a child's play, and Zhang Xianzhong's situation is just like this.
"According to the order." Wang Zhaoling felt a little regretful, because his power tentacles had not been able to extend into the army, and he had never been able to truly control the power of Daxi Kingdom.
The foundation of Onishi Kingdom is still the 120th Battalion Onishi Army.
The 120th Battalion of the Great Western Army was in the hands of Sun Kewang, Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi respectively, and the relationship between Sun Kewang and the other four people and Wang Zhaoling was extremely bad.
Wang Zhaoling dreamed of gaining military power.
But his attempt was thwarted again.
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Li Dingguo was stationed at Yinping Pass with the 10th Battalion of the Western Army.
After Zhang Xianzhong captured Chengdu, he divided the Daxi Army into 120 battalions, each with a general army, assigned to generals including Sun Kewang, Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi.
However, the strength of the four adopted sons was not evenly distributed.
Among them, Pingdong General Sun Kewang had up to 50 battalions.
General Ai Nengqi of Dingbei had the smallest number of troops, with only 19 battalions.
Anxi general Li Dingguo has 26 battalions of the Daxi Army, with a total strength of about 30,000.
As early as three months ago, Li Dingguo noticed the anomaly of the Dashun Army, and accurately judged that the Dashun Army might follow Deng Ai and take the Yinping Ancient Road, and then led the 10th Battalion of the Great Western Army to seize Yinping Pass in advance.
Just a few days after Li Dingguo led his troops to seize Yinping Pass, Dashun Prince Li Shuangxi led 5,000 Dashun elites as a vanguard to quietly approach Yinping Pass, but ended up stepping into the trap set by Li Dingguo.
After a fierce battle, the entire 5,000 Dashun elite army was wiped out, and Li Shuangxi was also captured alive.
Early this morning, Li Shuangxi was once again taken to Li Dingguo's tent by the Daxi Army.
As soon as he entered the tent, Li Shuangxi saw Li Dingguo holding a volume of military literature and reading it carefully.
"Hmph." Li Shuangxi snorted softly from his nostrils and said with a dark face, "Pretending."
When they were both in the rebel army, Li Shuangxi was very jealous of Li Dingguo. He was jealous that Li Dingguo was taller, more handsome, better at martial arts than him, and his riding and shooting skills were far superior to him.
It was not until later that Li Zi established him as the Prince of Dashun that his jealousy finally subsided.
But this time the defeat of Yinpingguan rekindled the jealousy that had been buried deep in his heart.
However, Li Dingguo was not angry. He put down his military book and asked, "Li Shuangxi, have you figured it out?"
"What have you figured out?" Li Shuangxi said coldly, "It is impossible for our Dashun Army to retreat. Li Dingguo, I advise you to surrender earlier. If you surrender now, you can still get a count. If you wait until
My father led the army to break through the Yinping Pass and capture Chengdu. I am afraid that the only fate waiting for you is beheading."
Li Dingguo just smiled when he heard this and waved his hand to the soldiers to take Li Shuangxi down.
"Hey, wait." Li Shuangxi suddenly became anxious, "How long are you going to lock me up? If you can, let me go. Let's compete on the battlefield again. If you don't dare, then do it as soon as possible.
It’s okay to kill me, but what does it mean to kill me but not kill me, and let me go but not let me go? Can’t you just give me a good time?”
Li Dingguo sighed softly and said: "The rebels in the world are one family, how could I kill you for no reason?"
"Then you let me go." Li Shuangxi said with a tigerish face, "and let my five thousand pacesetters go as well, and then we have a fair fight on the battlefield to see who is better, your Daxi Army or us.
The Dashun army can fight."
One more thing, Li Dingguo did not kill the Dashun army, but always entertained them with delicious food and drinks.
"The Daxi Army and the Dashun Army are originally from the same family. Why do they have to fight each other to the death?" Li Dingguo frowned and said, "Can't the two families live in peace?"
"Coexisting in peace? Childish." Li Shuangxi paused, "Don't you think one mountain can't accommodate two tigers?"
Li Dingguo said: "Even if one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and even if the Daxi Army and the Dashun Army will inevitably be divided in the end, it is far from the time for the rebels to fight each other, right? The southern half of the Yangtze River and Yunnan, Guangxi and Guangxi are still
Under the rule of the Ming army, Hebei fell under the iron heel of the Jiannu slaves. Shouldn't the rebels at this time unite to fight against foreign enemies?"
"This..." Li Shuangxi was speechless because he also felt that Li Dingguo was right.
Li Dingguo added: "How difficult it is to build slaves. Your Dashun Army knows better than our Daxi Army. Even the Ming Army has been making a comeback in recent years. So at this time, your Dashun Army and our Daxi Army should abandon their prejudices and join hands."
We will tide over the difficulties together, and when we defeat the Ming army and the Jiannu, it will not be too late to decide who is better."
Li Shuangxi remained silent, not knowing how to refute Li Dingguo.
Li Dingguo said again: "Li Shuangxi, if you think what I said is reasonable, then go back and persuade King Chuang. Why don't you stop your troops and return to Shaanxi while the two families have not really turned against each other? As long as King Chuang is willing to stop and go back."
Shaanxi, I will also try my best to persuade my father to sign a peace treaty with the Dashun Army. From now on, our Dashun Army will never set foot in Hanzhong, and the Dashun Army will not have any undue influence on Sichuan. Then you and I will each have their own power.
The main thing is to go east to compete in the Central Plains."
After a while, he said: "Of course, if King Chuang refuses to stop his troops and insists on fighting for life and death with the Daxi Army now, then just come over. Although I, Li Dingguo, am young and my abilities are extremely limited, I can rely on Yinping
With the natural dangers of Guan, it will definitely not be a problem to stop your Dashun army here for a year and a half."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Shuangxi was finally moved: "Li Dingguo, are the eight kings really willing to stop fighting and make peace?"
"Is this still false?" Li Dingguo snorted, "You were the one who started the dispute between the Daxi Army and the Dashun Army from the very beginning. Without Ma Ke leading the army into Sichuan, how would we be in today's situation? So as long as Chuang Wang
If I am willing to stop the army and return to Shaanxi, I am at least 70% sure that I can convince my father to stop the army and return all the captured 5,000 Dashun troops."
"Okay, I can go back and report to my father." Li Shuangxi's attitude finally softened.
"But I can't guarantee what will happen in the end. I can only promise that you will do your best to lobby your father."
"That's enough." Li Dingguo said happily, "I believe King Chuang will make the right decision."
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Li Zicheng actually planned to withdraw his troops at this moment.
The situation is clear. There will be no results if we continue to waste money with the Daxi Army at Yinping Pass. It can only be a waste of precious food and salary. This year, Guanzhong finally had a good harvest, but in the past few months, people of all ages have been wasted.
However, Li Zicheng was still a little unwilling to think about the fact that hundreds of thousands of troops were mobilized and hundreds of thousands of stones of food were consumed. The key was to conduct the expedition personally, but in the end it was all in vain.
At that moment, Li Zicheng asked Gu Jun'en, who was joining the army: "Gu Jun'en, is there really no other way to go?"
"Your Majesty, there is really no other way." Gu Junen said with a wry smile, "From Hanzhong to Shu, apart from Jiange, there is only the Yinping Ancient Road, and there is no other way."
"Those medicinal farmers or woodcutter may know one or more unknown paths."
"But these small roads can only be walked by medicine farmers or woodcutters, and it is absolutely impossible for the army to pass."
Gu Junen was very resourceful, but he was helpless when facing the natural dangers of Shu Road. He could not just wave his feather fan and let the hundreds of thousands of Dashun troops grow wings and fly across Yinping Pass to kill in Chengdu.
"Then forget it." Li Zicheng said helplessly.
"Let's stop fighting and send envoys to negotiate peace with Zhang Xianzhong."
While they were talking, a eunuch came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the prince is back."
"Prince?" Knowing that Li Shuangxi was still alive, Li Zicheng looked happy at first, but soon his face turned serious again, and he said with a dark face, "He actually has the nerve to come back alive? If I were him, I would just hit him and die.
On the Yinping Ancient Road."
This happened to be heard by Li Shuangxi outside the tent, and his face turned red with embarrassment, thinking that it would be better to just hit him to death.
But Li Shuangxi just thought in his heart that he would not commit suicide if he was really asked to do it. It would be inappropriate to leave a good prince alone, but to commit suicide for the sake of face, what a fool.
In mid-September, the Dashun Army and the Daxi Army stopped fighting and made peace.
Zhang Xianzhong even went to Yinpingguan to meet Li Zicheng.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar old guys in front of them, and thinking about Cao Cao, Ge Liyan and other rebel leaders who were no longer alive, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong inevitably felt a little sad.
"Lao Li, what do you think the two of us are arguing about?"
"Yes, the world has not yet been settled, the Ming Dynasty has not yet been destroyed, and the slaves have entered Shanhaiguan again. The Dashun Army and the Daxi Army should not kill each other at this juncture."
"Lao Li, why don't we brothers make a bet?"
"Bet? Okay, Lao Zhang, what do you want to bet on?"
"The two of us will wait for ten years. Whoever has conquered the bigger territory after ten years will be the eldest brother, and the other one will serve him with the etiquette of a small country serving a big country. How about that?"
"Okay, I'll make a bet with you for ten years."
After Li Zicheng finished speaking, he hit his horse and left, but after walking a few steps, he reined in his horse and turned back.
Li Zicheng was still a good person, and kindly reminded him: "Old Zhang, there is something I have to remind you. Chongzhen today is completely different from Chongzhen before, and the Ming army today is also completely different from the Ming army before.
So you Daxi Army must be careful when fighting the Ming Army, especially the various firearms of the Ming Army."
"Firearms." Zhang Xianzhong frowned, "I hope I can tell you that the Ming army doesn't seem to have many firearms."
"Anyway, we have warned you," Li Zicheng said, "If you believe us, then quickly find a few Western missionaries to make more cannons for you. If you don't believe it, just pretend that we didn't say anything."
