As for the seizures, they did not meet expectations.
Of course, in terms of weapons, armor, etc., with the huge number of people, these are still possible.
However, the most important gold and silver are disappointing.
The amount of silver seized by such a large-scale invasion force was only more than 300,000 taels. It was obvious that all the gold and silver looted from Beijing were hidden in Xi'an City.
This also proves that the Chuang army has settled in Xi'an and begun the stage of farming and accumulation, and the bandit mentality is gradually dissipating.
As for things like stealing a house, two or three years ago, Chuang Jun wouldn't have cared about it at all, but would have been angered, thus exerting greater combat power.
Time is also fate.
"How about Li Zicheng?"
After a long time, King Yu asked the most important thing.
If you beat the snake and you don't die, you will be disturbed by it.
A big python like Li Zicheng has a stronger desire for revenge, so be especially careful.
"People from the Cavalry Battalion and Yulin Battalion went after him."
Feng Xianzong said seriously: "It is estimated that he has traveled more than a hundred miles."
"To the west? To Hanzhong or Fengxiang?"
"It should be Fengxiang." Feng Xianzong said in a deep voice: "Hanzhong has become a dead end now. Only Fengxiang leads to northern Shaanxi. There are still soldiers and horses who invade the army there, and they can even go to Shanxi."
"Shanxi?"
For some reason, he always felt that Li Zicheng would not do this.
Zhu Yixi sighed: "It's not the time to be complacent yet. It's better to use your remaining courage to chase the poor bandits instead of pretending to be a famous academic overlord——"
"Your Highness, this poem of yours is very good and has profound meaning." Feng Xianzong said in surprise, apparently hearing it for the first time.
"I just borrowed the poem written by a gentleman named Mao."
Zhu Yixi still wanted to save face and said casually.
However, even though he said he took Li Zicheng seriously, Zhu Yixi was so serious that he didn't take Li Zicheng seriously.
The disastrous defeat in the Battle of Xi'an, for Li Zicheng, was Sun Chuanting's Battle of Ruzhou, which destroyed his spirit and self-confidence.
The increasing age, the deterioration of the situation, and the environment in Shaanxi cannot allow Li Zicheng to make a comeback.
"The most important thing right now is to control those prisoners."
King Yu looked straight, with a serious expression on his face.
"There are nearly 100,000 people. If you are not careful, there will be big trouble."
"According to my wishes, first select the elite from the prisoners, fill them in each camp, and slowly digest them."
Zhu Yixi said seriously, while Feng Xianzong took out his pen and kept writing down, for fear of missing something.
"The number is around two thousand. In this way, the number of people in each battalion has been expanded to ten thousand, which is enough to handle it alone."
"The remaining old and weak soldiers and horses will all be used as laborers to repair the official system of Shaanxi Province. This can be regarded as their final contribution to the hometown and atonement!"
Speaking of this, Zhu Yixi smiled, a smile from the heart.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the news from Nanjing...
Li Zicheng had a dream, a long dream.
In the dream, he marched all the way to Beijing, thereby securing the world, defeating the Qing Dynasty, pacifying the south, and completely reunifying the world. The Dashun court stretched endlessly, and he was respected by future generations...
Immediately, it suddenly broke into pieces, shattering into pieces of stone.
He was defeated all the way to Xi'an, and half of the gold and silver he looted was lost, so he could only return to Guanzhong in embarrassment.
The Manchu and Qing Dynasties did not let him go. They attacked from northern Shaanxi and Tongguan. He was forced to abandon Xi'an and went south from Wuguan to Huguang. On Jiugong Mountain in Tongcheng, he was killed by a local martial artist with big eyes.
Already...
He died in an extremely embarrassing and despicable manner.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty——"
Li Zicheng suddenly woke up when he heard a vague sound in his ears.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Zongmin's huge head with tears in his eyes. He was so excited that he said, "Your Majesty, you finally woke up."
At this time, Liu Zongmin had unprecedented respect for him.
"Where is this?"
Li Zicheng's single eye was blurred, and he vaguely saw the figures of Liu Tichun, Tian Jianxiu, Liu Fangliang and others, and his voice was hoarse.
"Your Majesty, this is in Yi County. We have already left Chang'an."
Liu Zongmin's rough voice sounded, almost deafening Li Zicheng's ears.
"Xian County? Where is my army? Where is my Chang'an?"
After this question, everyone immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to respond.
After a long time, Li Zicheng sighed heavily: "So, are we still defeated this time?"
"We have lost, Your Majesty." Liu Fangliang shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know what happened to Chang'an City. The king's flag changed on the top of the city, the armies collapsed, many people fled, and the obstruction continued..."
"What are you afraid of!" Liu Zongmin couldn't see the bad luck and shouted: "As long as King Chuang is still there, we can make a comeback and everything we lost will come back."
At this time, Li Zicheng was somewhat impressed by Liu Zongmin.
He smiled, very wildly: "Zhu Yixi may not be able to sit securely in Chang'an City. In the capitals of northern Shaanxi and Gansu, we still have tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, no less than him."
After these words, the morale increased somewhat and stabilized a lot.
"Where do you decide to go?"
Looking back at his feet, Li Zicheng asked in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, Hanzhong, Laiheng and others are still there. There are 20,000 people here. Let's gather with them and go to Sichuan together."
"That's inappropriate!" Li Zicheng shook his head and said seriously: "We are being pursued by soldiers. Once we enter Hanzhong, we will not be able to get out. We will have to close the door and beat the dogs, and then die."
"How about going to northern Shaanxi?"
Liu Fangliang suddenly said: "Jiang Xiang of Shanxi betrayed us. We can't defeat the Manchu Qing. How can we not defeat him?"
"no."
Li Zicheng looked yearning and suddenly shook his head and said: "Datong, Shanxi, is a fortified city in the world. How can we capture it? Once the Manchus come to help, we will definitely die."
"Then, the only safe one is Gansu Dusi."
"But to the west there is the Western Region. There are Tatars everywhere. They are not Han at all."
Everyone was questioning.
Although Dusi in Gansu is very safe, Hexi is really not a good place. It is full of wind and sand and is desolate, not even as good as northern Shaanxi.
They would rather return to northern Shaanxi, which is their hometown.
The Tatars in Monan look more friendly than the Tatars in Gansu.
"That's the only way to survive!"
Li Zicheng gritted his teeth and said decisively: "As you can imagine, Zhu Yixi, a thief like this, can also imagine that remote Gansu is even more unexpected."
"That's the only way to escape."
"What the Emperor said is absolutely true!"
At this time, Song Xiance, who was in a state of embarrassment, finally caught up with him. His trousers were torn and covered with blood, which was heartbreaking.
He opened his mouth, licked his dry lips, and said seriously:
"As early as thousands of years ago, the Liang Kingdom was established in Dusi, Gansu Province. It is a rare paradise in the world. Once there, you can still accumulate strength and counterattack."
Seeing that everyone still didn't believe it, Song Xiance said directly: "Even Ming Taizu sealed his son in Gansu and called him King Su. Who would treat his son so harshly?"