Please ask me to be the emperor

Snowflakes are falling rustlingly, and gunpowder smoke is rising.

The early morning sand reaches the foot of Qiqitu Mountain, and there is a vast expanse.

Only the haystacks and felt tents that were not yet extinguished, as well as the blood and corpses on the border, told of the cruelty of last night's battle.

"General, we have not been able to find the whereabouts of Zasak Shanba, but the victory last night was not small." A soldier had already reported to Lu Xiangsheng with some regret.

"According to statistics, a total of 327 levels were beheaded, 483 men and women were captured, 1,121 cattle and horses, 3,775 sheep, and 639 felt tents were captured. , one thousand and eight chariots, other armors, weapons, and clothes are useless!"

Unlike Zhang Shun, who always likes to be compassionate towards others, Lu Xiangsheng, who was born as a Confucian scholar, has long been accustomed to this.

Not only did his heart not fluctuate at all, but he was filled with excitement because of this great victory.

"Stay behind and watch here. The others and this general will escort these people and materials back!" Lu Xiang suppressed the excitement in his heart and then ordered calmly.

"Okay!" Everyone was very excited and responded loudly after hearing the words.

The poem goes: After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried!

The same goes for Lu Xiangsheng's Qi Army Battalion. They took almost the best equipment, the best logistics and luggage from the rebels, but in the end they could only stay in Yulin and eat sand. Who can be convinced by this?

Now that I had finally won a big victory, my back suddenly became straighter and I felt more energetic. Each of my feet jumped up and down as if there were springs in their heels.

"Old man, you finally saw blood again!" Lu Xiangsheng turned his head and looked carefully at the Yanyue knife that still had blood stains in his hand. He wiped it gently, sighed and composed a poem.

"A loyal minister has the honor to meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, and the sword is innocently stained by the dust of the captives. When Yue Wu, the envoy, meets the Taizu, he laughs at the flying general of Dragon City!"

Not to mention what happened to Lu Xiangsheng, but also to mention that Yang Guozhu had already set up a cannon outside Guangning City since he obtained the ten Qingtian General Cannons. He took turns bombarding them, which only caused the bricks on the city to collapse and the rocks to crack, making it difficult to stand for a while.

The second brother Shi Tianzhu couldn't resist, so he couldn't help but hurried down to the city and said: "Third brother, the thieves' artillery is fierce and beyond my reach. What can I do?"

"Brother, there is no need to panic. I have already sent people to Tumut, Kalaqin and other tribes to request them to send troops for support." Shi Tingzhu heard this and quickly comforted him, "As long as these two troops send troops from all four wings to threaten Yizhou, the thieves will naturally not Retreat from the fight!"

"Is this possible?" The eldest brother Shi Guozhu hesitated after hearing this and couldn't help but ask.

"Why not?" Shi Tingzhu said confidently, "As long as these two units launch an attack, everything will be fine!"

"Oh, okay then!" Shi Guozhu and Shi Tianzhu obviously didn't believe it, but they had nothing to do.

After seeing the two brothers leaving, Shi Tingzhu let out a long breath and sat down on the chair with a blank look on his face.

Despite his confidence just now, he actually knew in his heart that the "Qing Dynasty" was probably coming to an end.

How majestic was Lao Nu when he attacked Guangning?

The three brothers agreed that the second brother Shi Tianzhu would greet them, while the eldest brothers Shi Guozhu and Shi Tingzhu would be responsible for opening the door and returning.

What's more troublesome than this is that in order to please the old slave and others, he revealed his family background and claimed that "the ancestors lived in Suwan for generations, and their surname was Guarjia. ".

Originally, according to the concept at that time, if you enter China, you will be Chinese, and if you enter barbarians, you will be barbarians, but no one said anything.

However, the Shi family, who had been favored by the country for a long time, took the initiative to rebel against China and join the barbarians. Regardless of whether they were considered loyal or righteous, or whether they were considered by Chinese barbarians, they were all extremely evil people, and it was not a pity to die.

If the Qing Dynasty conquers the world in the future, it may be classified as the same type.

However, if the Han people were to take power, I am afraid that a "second devil" like him would end up even worse than a "real devil". This was the root cause of the stubborn resistance of the three Shi brothers.

Originally, the three brothers thought that they were sure to rebel against China and join the barbarians this time.

Who could have imagined that Zhang Shun would come out halfway and destroy the "heaven" of the Ming Dynasty and Hou Jin Dynasty with one blow.

Now the three brothers were completely cut off from their thoughts, and they could only go to the dark side in one way.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The "Qingtian General Cannon" outside the city rang out again, and the deafening sound of the cannon shook Shi Tingzhu almost to death.

People always say: The sound of cannons is like thunder, frightening all evil spirits!

Obviously under such rumbling cannon fire, he was afraid, he was scared, and he was desperate!

"What's going on? Can you still hold on?" Shi Tianzhu and Shi Guozhu came up to the city and saw Darhan directing artillery fire to fight back.

"The situation is not good. Just now another Hongyi cannon was destroyed by the 'Shun Thief'!" Darhan pointed to the fragments broken into several pieces not far away.

This Darhan is none other than the son of Shi Guozhu.

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "I wonder what my father and uncle are planning to do? This Guangning City is already a dead place, how can we hold on to it?"

"It's not your uncle's fault for this. He insisted on having a relationship with the Tatars at first, but now it's better and he can't push him away!" Shi Guozhu couldn't help complaining after hearing this.

"Ah?" Darhan was stunned when he heard this, and then he understood.

It doesn't matter that the three Shi brothers rebelled. It was treason to the country, the emperor, and even the clan. Under such circumstances, which Han Chinese who had conquered the world could spare them lightly?

"Okay, brother, why are you talking about this at this time!" Shi Tianzhu interrupted quickly after hearing this, "The top priority is how to defend Guangning City!"

"Guard? What to guard with? Not only have the soldiers and young men lost a lot in the past few days, but most of the food and grass have also been consumed." Shi Guozhu couldn't help but sneered.

"If we can't fight off the 'shun thieves' after the New Year, I'm afraid our whole family will have a birthday!"

Happy birthday to my husband, who is also a cannibal!

"Who can say for sure what will happen tomorrow?" Shi Tianzhu sighed and comforted his brother while looking into the distance.

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed to the distance in surprise and said, "What is that? Could it be reinforcements from the Tumut Department?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Guozhu quickly looked in the direction of his finger, only to see a group of people galloping towards him from the north.

"It's reinforcements, it's reinforcements, it's the elite cavalry of the Tumote tribe!" Shi Guozhu couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Hey, it's true!" Darhan heard this and looked into the distance, only to see a man with several horses coming, which was a common cavalry configuration among Mongolian tribes.

"That's not right, why is this Tumut tribe still dragging his family with him?" Everyone looked at it for a long time. As the "reinforcements" got closer and closer, Shi Tianzhu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It turned out that this team not only had many war horses, but also thousands of vehicles, and there were a lot of old people, women and children sitting on the vehicles.

"Listen, people in the city, I have completely wiped out the Tumut tribe. Don't take any chances. If you want to surrender, it will be decided with one word!" Not long after, I saw a man wearing a green robe and holding a big sword. The people came to the city and shouted loudly.

Shi Guozhu and Shi Tianzhu looked at the group of people outside the city, and suddenly it was like a basin of ice water being poured down on their heads.

This is not the Tumote tribe. This is clearly a "successful" soldier who defeated the Tumote tribe and then captured almost all of the Tumote tribe's cattle, horses, camels and herdsmen.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Just as everyone was looking at each other, they suddenly heard a cry.

Everyone looked back and saw the drows, sons of Shi Tingzhu, stumbling over and crying loudly: "My father has gone. Please surrender immediately!"

"Lower the flag!" Shi Guozhu and Shi Tianzhu looked at each other and ordered in unison.