Yang Zhan stood on the platform on the top of Sifangzhai Mountain. There were eight gun mounts here. The Western Army took away six cannons when they withdrew, leaving two. The cannons had names cast on them. One was called "Mighty General" and the other was.

The name is "Mighty Second General".

In the great battle just now, the two "generals" exerted great power, something Yang Zhan had never seen or heard of.

Before he could ask questions, Luo Weichi, who was accompanying him, said: "These were all arranged by Zhang Xianzhong later. How can we have such ability?"

Yang Zhan touched these two bright cannons with his hands. The cannons were about 1.5 feet long and probably weighed several thousand kilograms. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart that the Daxi Army actually had such weapons manufacturing capabilities!

He said to Luo Weijie: "Let people go and invite the two generals Liu Jiankuan and Shuai Yuanhong. Oh, by the way, there are also those few in the Fuhu Army who know firearms. Let's learn from it and make something like this."

Cannons will do."

Shuai Yuanhong and the Fuhu Army arrived soon. Yang Zhan frowned, "Where's Jian Kuan? If he, the Minister of War, is not here, who will take the lead?"

Yuanhong replied: "It's too late to report to you that he and Li Zhiyong led several Fuhu troops and chased towards Chengdu!"

Yang Zhan was surprised, "The fish came in?"

"Yes, there are about ten people, dressed as common people, who sneaked in when the mountain people went to farm at the foot of the mountain. When the mountain people returned to the village, they went to Shunqing. Someone from Shunqing reported that they ran straight towards Chengdu."

Yang Zhan asked: "Are you ready?"

Yuan Hong said: "Who dares to disobey your troop deployment order? Don't worry, everything will proceed according to your arrangement."

These dozen or so civilians were Qing army spies led by Obai, who were ordered to go deep into the hinterland of the Shu army to investigate the military situation.

They never dreamed that the reason why the journey was so smooth was due to Yang Zhan's deliberate efforts.

After walking a few places, Obai was alarmed at every step. Except for Shunqing City, which was not damaged, the entire northern Sichuan, both cities and villages, were in terrible condition.

The houses collapsed due to burning, and there were overgrown weeds and bones on the ground. There was no smoke. What was terrible was that not a single living person was found.

The further they walked, the more frightened they became. When they reached Guanghan, among the rubble and grass, the faint sound of wild beasts fighting could be heard.

Obai couldn't help but believe Han Ning's words. Sichuan was really desolate and inhabited. Those who fought with Han Ning before were really the ghosts of Zhang Xianzhong. However, Yang Zhan later led his people to fight there.

It's just a big battle.

Those who survived in Sichuan should all be among Shun Qing and Yang Zhan's army. Otherwise, why would such a vast land of abundance be so vast and vast that it seems to have become a no-man's land.

His fellow travelers all suggested going back home, but Obai insisted on going to Chengdu. After all, Chengdu was the capital of Sichuan and the military and political center of Shu.

When they stood on the vast ruins of Chengdu, the setting sun coated the ruins with a layer of gold. Such a spectacular sight made them unable to close their mouths.

Many corpses were exposed among the rubble, as if a feast of human flesh had just been held here. This group of Qing soldiers, who originally killed without blinking an eye, were heartbroken when faced with this horrific scene.

They were huddled back to back, and no one could utter a complete sentence. Looking around, there was no complete building, and not a single living thing appeared.

The sun was setting at an incredible speed, and there were only two words in their minds: "Run!"

But my legs and feet were shaking and I couldn't move.

Suddenly, a WongWong sound sounded from the ground, rippling through the ruined city like waves. More than a dozen people went limp and fell to the ground, unconscious.

That was the cry for life coming from the underworld. There is no doubt that Zhang Xianzhong has turned the prosperous city of Chengdu into a purgatory.

In the middle of the night, frost covered the ground, and this group of Qing soldiers woke up from the cold. Without thinking, they stood up and fled in a hurry.

The surrounding area was quiet, and they would not encounter anyone anyway, so they boldly went to the official road.

When they reached the Shunqing boundary, it was already bright. When they saw the first person, they all shed tears in their eyes. It turned out that they were still alive in the world.

The official road gradually became lively, and people in ragged clothes rushed to tell each other: "General Yang Zhan found Zhang Xianzhong's body in Fenghuang Mountain. He cut his flesh into pieces and asked everyone to share it back to pay tribute to their dead relatives!"

Some people were wailing and cursing: "The devil Zhang Xianzhong is here today too! I'm going to tear off a piece of meat and eat it!"

Someone else shouted: "Zhang Xianzhong's head was snatched away. He killed thousands of people in Qiping Village. He said he wanted to take it back and pound it into pulp to feed the dogs. Come on, let's go to Qiping Village to share some!"

Ao Bai made a gesture to his subordinates, and they followed the group. At the foot of Qiping Village, a group of people were fighting over a baggage. Someone nearby said that it was Zhang Xianzhong's head.

Ao Bai winked, and everyone rushed forward, grabbed the baggage, and left.

Back in Baoning, Ao Bai held up Zhang Xianzhong's head, and a dozen people came to the outside of Hauge Camp in a majestic manner.

"Report, General Obai has returned in triumph and has cut off Zhang Xianzhong's head!"

Hauge greeted him outside the camp in surprise, "Obai, Obai, you are worthy of being our Manchu warrior, for you have accomplished such a remarkable feat!"

"God help your lord, now we can return to the capital!" Ao Bai proudly opened the bag and presented Zhang Xianzhong's head.

Hauge took a quick look and found that the head was very similar to the legendary Zhang Xianzhong. However, he still asked: "How do you think he is Zhang Xianzhong?"

"Your Majesty, when we came back from Chengdu, we happened upon a group of local people in Fenghuang Mountain who were digging Zhang Xianzhong's grave. The name of the Great Western Emperor Zhang Xianzhong was engraved on the monument. We drove them away, cut off his head, and came back to resume our lives.

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In fact, Hauge also pretended to ask. Regardless of whether it was true or false, he would definitely believe that it was Zhang Xianzhong.

He then asked: "On this journey, can we clearly detect the enemy's military situation?"

"Your Majesty, after careful investigation, we have found that Sichuan has been devastated by Zhang Xianzhong. The cities are full of ruins and bones, the countryside is deserted, and wild beasts are infested."

“Where is Chengdu?”

"Chengdu is just an endless city of ruins, with no buildings and no population!"

"Where's the army?"

"Except for the troops stationed at Fenghuang Mountain and Shunqing, there are no soldiers anywhere else."

Obai narrated the miserable scenes he saw along the way with added detail. Now, all he wanted to do was to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

"Your Majesty, do we still need to capture this purgatory left by Zhang Xianzhong?"

Hauge scolded: "Why is it not necessary? Even if it is deserted, it must become the royal land of the Qing Dynasty."

Ao Bai went on to explain: "If we enter such a place, let alone sleep in the open air, and there are no people to farm, what will we eat? I heard that when Zhang Xianzhong was there, he could only use people as food, and even went so far as to kill soldiers to eat."

Then he added: “Are we still going to waste manpower and material resources to help Sichuan people rebuild their homes?”

Hearing this, Hauge was also a little shocked. However, he also had a lot of worries. "Where is Yang Zhan? If we don't eliminate him, we won't be able to do the job when we go back."

Ao Bai always had far-reaching thoughts, "The Sichuan people are now in Yang Zhan's army. Except for those monks and Taoists who are highly skilled in martial arts, they are all hungry and skinny people. They cannot become a nuisance to the Qing Dynasty. Instead of wasting efforts to fight with them, it is better to let them

Go and rebuild your own home. When the Qing Dynasty occupied all the surrounding areas, Sichuan would be an isolated island. At that time, wouldn't it be easy to turn it into the land of the Qing Dynasty?"

Hauge stared at Obai with approval and encouraged: "The general has thought carefully and led you to fight all the way to Chengdu with the army. He also prepared a successful report and reported it to the leader of Chengdu after Zhang Xianzhong's body was exhumed from Fenghuang Mountain.

Come to the court!"
Chapter completed!