When Cao Wenzhao's head was brought to Li Zicheng, it aroused the curiosity of all the rebels.
It is true that the Northwest Rebel Army has suffered too hard at the hands of Cao Wenzhao in recent years.
This imperial general who was invincible in their eyes actually died in their hands.
So much so that the battlefield became quiet, and many people still had an unreal feeling, as if they were having a dream.
Li Zicheng looked at Cao Wenzhao's head and saw that his mouth was wide, his facial features were strong, and his beard and hair were spread out like a lion.
Just by looking at his head, you can imagine what a high-spirited man he must have been like when he was alive.
Liang Yue held his head in his hands and kept smiling.
"Thanks to the hard work of all brothers, this great evil was finally punished. When the news comes out, the imperial court will be shocked and will not dare to look down on us again."
What he said is absolutely correct.
Cao Wenzhao, who was the most capable among the military generals, was killed. The other Ming army generals must be frightened and would not dare to be as arrogant as before.
Having eliminated a formidable enemy of the rebels, Li Zicheng was in high spirits.
"Put this thief's head on the top of the city to tell the world, and one day we will take Hong Chengchou's head to thank my father and fellow villagers."
Three full days later, Li Zicheng's troops had already flown away, and Cao Bianjiao came back.
Although he had a premonition that Cao Wenzhao would be in danger, when he actually saw Cao Wenzhao's head, Cao Bianjiao still cried and fainted.
They agreed to back up Cao Wenzhao, but they didn't have any soldiers in hand. Hong Chengchou rushed to Chunhua alone. Instead of waiting for the good news of Cao Wenzhao's victory, he received the bad news.
"God did not bless our Ming Dynasty, so our good generals were in trouble. All the arrangements were made, all previous efforts were wasted, what face does this constitution have between heaven and earth?"
Hong Chengchou beat his chest and cried bitterly. The pain was really deep in his bones.
As the governor of five provinces, although he had many generals under his command, only Cao Wenzhao was really easy to use.
Cao Wenzhao was a simple and upright man who obeyed orders and never cheated or cheated. He was brave in battle and was not afraid of life and death. No commander would dislike him.
Now that Cao Wenzhao is dead, all those left are treacherous people.
Hong Chengchou had already sensed that the task of exterminating the bandits seemed to be getting more and more difficult.
The news of Cao Wenzhao's death in battle spread quickly throughout the world like the wind growing wings.
In the Forbidden City, after learning about this, Chongzhen sat there for a long time, lost in thought.
The destruction of the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum was equivalent to trampling his face to the ground. In order to make amends, he issued an edict to wipe out the bandits within six months.
I fully thought that under the imperial authority, civil and military ministers would definitely be able to atone for their sins and complete their achievements in one battle.
It's a pity that he took the emperor's authority too seriously.
He is not Zhu Yuanzhang, nor Zhu Di.
He was just a hothouse flower who was born in the deep palace and grew up in the hands of women. He didn't even know what it was like outside the capital, but he had to take charge of the overall situation when the country was in turmoil.
This is completely beyond his ability.
Although he could order his ministers to be killed like chickens, he could never make his ministers loyal and devoted to their duties without any selfish desires.
"Cao Wenzhao died just now, which shows that these bandits have not made any progress. The two sides are just sleeping dragons and phoenixes, just outperforming each other."
Regarding Cao Wenzhao's death, Zuo Mengeng was very indifferent.
When others talk about Cao Wenzhao, they either fear his reputation or praise his bravery.
But in Zuo Mengeng's eyes, Cao Wenzhao simply did not have the qualities that a qualified general should have.
This guy is just not afraid of death and dares to fight and charge. He has no other ability to run an army, command troops, or fight.
He used it to fight against a dozen low-quality peasant troops, and it was quite fruitful. But once he encountered a more strict army, he was not satisfied.
He was beaten to a pulp by the Eight Banners Army in Datong before, but this time he died at the hands of Li Zicheng, who was relatively powerful among the rebels.
Moreover, this person was cruel and tyrannical, and the harm he caused to civilians was even more heinous.
Even the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty criticized Cao Wenzhao.
"It would be better to be robbed by bandits than to be blocked by Cao's soldiers; the bandits can only rob, but Cao's soldiers can do endless harm; bandits can rob people's wealth, but Cao's soldiers can harm people's lives."
Zuo Mengeng certainly despised such an executioner who regarded innocent people as lambs.
The situation on the battlefield in the Central Plains will be settled after he understands it.
For a while, it was impossible to tell the winner between the Ming Dynasty and the Northwest Rebels, and it was not time for Shandong to get involved.
On Jeju Island, various preparations have been started.
Various supplies have been transported continuously and have already piled up in Jeju Island.
Among them, there are 200,000 rounds of heavy artillery shells, 500,000 rounds of infantry artillery shells, and 20,000 rockets. The remaining muskets and gunpowder are enough for the New Army to fight for half a year.
The General Staff has formulated a huge combat plan, which is still kept secret for the time being and only a few senior officials know about it.
I believe it will definitely give Huang Taiji a big surprise by then.
The Intelligence Department personnel have already penetrated into various parts of North Korea, quietly mobilized, and become a nail. When the war breaks out in the future, they will play an important role.
In the commander-in-chief's mansion, the day was filled with joy.
Before I knew it, Miss Zuo Xuanyan was already one year old.
Several rooms were filled with congratulatory gifts from various places, and people close to him rushed over to congratulate him.
"You said you didn't know what to expect, how could you give such an expensive gift to a child?"
Seeing Zuo Xiang playing with Zuo Xuanyan, Zuo Mengeng couldn't help but start nagging.
It's okay for an uncle to love his niece, but giving him a Buddha statue made of seven pounds of gold is a bit too much.
Zuo Xianghun didn't care.
"This is the incense of our Zuo family. With Buddha's blessing in the future, we will definitely be safe and free from illness and disaster."
Zuo Mengeng shook his head helplessly. There was no way he could say too much on such a festive day, lest he spoil the fun.
Zuo Xianmei ran over and snatched the child from Zuo Xiang's hand.
"Hurry up, it's time to get pregnant."
People in the room heard the wind and ran over one after another.
On the princess bed, Zuo Xuanyan was placed in the middle. She was surrounded by a variety of exquisite items.
Everyone in the room looked at her intently to see what she would grab in her hand.
As the daughter of Zuo Mengeng, a small Zhouzhou gift has placed a lot of people's thoughts on her.
"If Lin is educated and sensible, the child will definitely follow his mother and become a good wife in the future."
Huang's idea is simple.
"That's not true. Ruolin has kept her fingers clean since she was a child, and she is very pampered. She is smart and kind-hearted. If I look at her, she will definitely catch that cross."
The Xu family are all believers, and Mrs. Gu also hopes that her granddaughter will be like this.
However, looking at the things on the bed, Zuo Xuanyan remained indifferent.
She blinked her eyes, she really didn't understand why these adults were looking at her?
This made her a little uncomfortable and wanted to run away.
After searching with her eyes, she happened to see the father who loved her the most.
"Dad...Dad..."
One-year-old Zuo Xuanyan yelled the only word she knew and crawled over with her little buttocks twisted.
She was very fast, and before Zuo Mengeng could react, she grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and their thoughts were changing.