Where can I find the Prime Minister’s ancestral hall? It is covered with cypresses outside Jinguan City.

Just next to the Wuhou Temple, a brand new military camp rose from the ground. In the middle of the schoolyard, a young general stood upright with a machete in his hand, and hundreds of soldiers and generals were watching.

"General, I heard that of course Mr. Guan is not clear about the wind and rain. I wonder if you can do it?"

"Hahaha, Emperor Guan Sheng is a god, and we mortals naturally cannot compare with each other. But is it not difficult to see through the wind and rain? You can bring water here!"

"Okay! General Li is about to show his sword skills. Everyone was instantly inspired and brought three buckets of clear water. Three strong soldiers stood in three directions, about three feet apart, surrounding the people in the middle.

"Grand General, the young men are all ready!"

"good!"

The man in the middle smiled proudly, grabbed the machete in his hand, and danced. At the beginning, he could still look at the blade. He gradually danced faster and faster. He only saw a ball of white light shaking around his body, like auspicious clouds.

The blade was chilling, and far away, all of the soldiers had goose bumps all over their bodies and couldn't help but clap and applaud.

At this time, one of the strong men grabbed the bucket of water and poured a bucket of water over. Seeing that the water dragon was about to hit the body, the cold light of the big knife suddenly accelerated and covered the body. All the water poured in was blocked, and the water splashed and fell on the soldiers watching the fun.

"Okay, the general is so awesome!"

At this time, the other two strong men also grabbed the bucket, shouted, and threw it into the middle.

It is easy to deal with one direction, but it is not necessarily necessary to deal with two directions. Everyone held their breath and looked carefully.

The general in the middle rotated quickly, even faster than the gyro. The big knife in his hand sounded, and the water poured over was blocked again.

The big sword was as fast as lightning. In an instant, the water splashed on the soldiers around him, but the big guy didn't care about wiping his face and looked into the middle one by one. The young general had already put away his sword and stood up, not being angry often without getting more lustful.

People who had good things surrounded me, looked carefully and then, and couldn't even see a drop of water on their bodies. Suddenly, the audience burst into joy. The slap was red and swollen.

"Okay, great! General Li is really amazing. He has great kung fu and is invincible in the world!"

This young man is nothing else, but Zhang Xianzhong's adopted son Zhang Yuer. He is Li Dingguo, a famous general who became famous in the future and became famous in the anti-Qing Dynasty.

After putting away the knife, Li Dingguo's eyes swept over everyone and said earnestly: "As long as you are willing to work hard, anyone can do it. In front of the two armies, you can save your life. No one should be lazy, otherwise I will not let go and practice it quickly."

Li Dingguo turned around and was about to return to the military camp, when someone suddenly shouted: "Second brother, why do you still have this leisure? My father is in a hurry to find you!"

The person who came was also a young general, wearing armor, the young man was very handsome and majestic. This was also Zhang Xianzhong's adopted son. He was ranked fourth and was named Zhang (Ai) Nengqi.

When Li Dingguo saw his fourth brother coming, he came over with a smile: "What big deal can you do? Let's see you running and panting. Let's have a cup of tea in the camp."

"Second brother, you are grateful for your kindness. Go and see your father quickly. Something big has happened and Chongqing is lost!"

"What!"

Li Dingguo was also startled and asked hurriedly: "Fourth brother, isn't Liu Jinzhong in Chongqing? There are still tens of thousands of people under him. Who can break Chongqing?"

"White pole soldier."

"Just, the Baigang soldiers suffered heavy losses. Now there are only a few thousand people. They have more than enough success and lack of progress. How can they break Chongqing?"

Ainengqi said: "Second brother, let me tell you the truth. I heard that An Guojun entered Sichuan. My father called both the eldest and third brothers over and was about to discuss a plan against the enemy!"

When Li Dingguo heard the words An Guojun, he immediately changed his face. He hurriedly changed his clothes and hurried to see Zhang Xianzhong.

Since Li Zicheng entered Beijing, the general trend of the world has suddenly changed, and the chaos has ended and I have appeared on the stage without a moment of rest. But only Zhang Xianzhong seemed to ignore everything, plunged into Sichuan, occupied Chengdu, and became his king of grass.

Zhang Xianzhong, who had been in trouble for many years, finally had a breathing time. Of course, the good times were limited after all. With the rise of the Anguo Army, Henan, Huguang and Shaanxi all fell into the hands of the Anguo Army, and the road for the Daxi Army to expand outward was blocked.

Zhang Xianzhong was also anxious. Not long ago, when the rebellion of Shadingzhou, Yunnan, Zhang Xianzhong immediately felt that this was an opportunity. He sent his adopted descendants, Kewang, to lead troops, ready to take advantage of the chaos to enter Yunnan, so as to open up the situation.

But before Sun Kewang could send troops, Gu Zhenhua led An Guo's army into Sichuan, and Zhang Xianzhong could not help but be frightened.

He sighed and sat on the dragon throne, with four adopted sons standing in line below. I have to say that Zhang Xianzhong's vision is still very good. These four adopted sons are all handsome and skillful.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at them, ignited his fighting spirit again, and asked, "The emperor, An Guojun and Bai Gan soldiers join hands to seize Chongqing. What do you think should you do?"

Sun Kewang stood up first and sneered: "Father, I don't have to worry. The generals come to block the water and cover the soil. There is nothing great about the Anguo army. I am willing to raise a 100,000 army and capture Chongqing again."

The third brother Liu Wenxiu frowned and said, "Brother, An Guojun has amazing combat power. He defeated the Tartars in succession and fought hard battles. I heard that this time he entered Sichuan, the King of Zhongshan, Gu Zhenhua, led the team himself. This person rose rapidly and used troops like a god. However, a strong enemy cannot be underestimated!"

Sun Kewang sneered dismissively: "No matter how powerful Gu Zhenhua is, he is not three heads and six arms. How many troops does Anguo Army have? What's more, their main force has to deal with the Tartars. It's just a partial army. Are we afraid? Now we should take advantage of the fact that Anguo Army has not yet established a stable foothold and kill them. Even if one person spits, they can drown them!"

The two of them had their own opinions, and Zhang Xianzhong could not make a decision, so his eyes had to fall on Li Dingguo.

"Ning Yu, you usually have many ideas, let's talk about it!"

Li Dingguo frowned and was silent for a while before saying, "Father, my son and I brought some newspapers from outside Sichuan a few days ago and read some introductions about the battles in northern Henan and other places."

"Oh, knowing yourself and your enemy, that's great. What do you think?"

Li Dingguo gritted his teeth and said, "Gu Zhenhua cannot be an enemy!"

When this sentence was said, everyone present was stunned. What are they saying? Is Gu Zhenhua so powerful? Isn’t this the ambition of others and destroying his own majesty!

Sun Kewang, who usually always had a sign of Li Dingguo, said with a smile: "Second, you have to figure it out. It's not that we want to go against Gu Zhenhua, but that he led his troops to Sichuan and killed under our noses. If you want to endure it, they won't let it go! Father, according to Erchen's opinion, you should send troops immediately to avoid the long nights and dreams!"

Li Dingguo looked grim and looked at Sun Kewang coldly, saying, "Brother, do you know how many troops Anguo's army enters Sichuan and how many firearms they have. Especially the Anguo's army easily defeated the Tatar cavalry with its muskets and cannons. How can we fight against it with our flesh and blood?"

Sun Kewang's eyes suddenly showed a fierce look and said, "Second, what do you mean? Do you want to surrender?"

"I won't surrender, but at least I have to have a strategy and rush forward recklessly. Aren't you afraid of losing your troops and humiliating the country?"

...

Chongqing government office.

Gu Zhenhua sat in the middle with a smile on his face, with Wu Kaijie, Li Laiheng and others on one side, and Ma Wannian siblings on the other side.

"I was very satisfied with the battle in Chongqing. But Zhang Xianzhong will definitely counterattack next. Do you have any ideas?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Wu Kaijie. This guy usually has many tricks, but he still has to look at him now.

"Prince, after the battle, how powerful the Daxi Army is. I believe everyone knows it, but Zhang Xianzhong has more than 400,000 troops. Even if they are all garbage, at least we cannot completely underestimate the number there!"

When everyone present heard the number of 400,000, they scratched their heads. Now the Bai Gan Bing and the main force of An Guojun are only more than 6,000, and they are not even a fraction of the other person. They feel heavy in their hearts.

Wu Kaijie smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have two strategies here, which can make up for the shortage of troops. First of all, it is to transfer troops from outside Sichuan. Now Deng Wenhuan leads 200 warships to transport Jin Shengheng and Li Wanqing's two brigades are already on the way to Sichuan. The two brigades have more than 10,000 people, and the navy, the gap in troops is not that big!"

Li Laiheng scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Chief Wu, is there any difference between 6,000 and 400,000 or 20,000 or 400,000?"

Wu Kaijie said: "Don't worry, I have a second idea? Why can we successfully take Chongqing? Isn't there any gentry help? Zhang Xianzhong and the gentry are sharply in opposition, and the tyrants in various places change their minds. As long as a document from the prince comes out, I dare to guarantee that the tyrants in Sichuan will definitely eat pots of wine and assist the king's army. Why worry about the lack of people!"

When Gu Zhenhua heard Wu Kaijie's idea, he smiled and said, "Surprising the city is the best, and attacking the heart is the best. I will write a document in person. As for whether it is useful, it depends on God's intention!"

...

Zhang Xianzhong, you thief, let me hear it. It is you who have caused trouble in the world and exhausted the vitality of the Ming Dynasty that gave the Tartars an opportunity to ravage the Central Plains. When there is no one in the middle of the night, ask yourself, you can be worthy of the people of the world and the dead ancestors!

Now that you have entered Sichuan, you have not made any contribution to the people, and the burden on the people has not been reduced slightly. When you revolt, you just wanted to repeat the same mistakes, imitate the Ming Dynasty, and continue to oppress the people? In this way, how dare you call yourself emperor!

As a real man, you cannot maintain peace inside and humiliate outside. As long as you have a little conscience, Zhang Xianzhong, you and your subordinates should surrender and hand over to Sichuan. I think you are a man who can let you fight to the front of the enemy, resist external humiliation, and wash away shame.

If you are greedy and despicable, you may not have this mind. You might as well bring your hands to fight to the death with me. If you win, you will always be the lord of Sichuan. If you lose, you will only kneel in front of me and make sure that you will be the life of a dog...

Gu Zhenhua spread the advertisement, and Zhang Xianzhong, who was in Chengdu, took a look and screamed in anger.
Chapter completed!