Li Zicheng woke up.

When he just woke up, the whole world in front of him was rotating.

Li Zicheng murmured to himself: "Where am I?"

A sound of joy suddenly came from the side.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is awake!"

"Hurry, go and notify all the adults!"

Soon, a group of people rushed in.

Li Zicheng also recovered some energy at this time, and only felt his mouth was so dry: "Water, give me water!"

After two large bowls of water, Li Zicheng asked someone to bring another bowl of porridge and drink it directly.

After doing all this, Li Zichengcai raised his head and looked at the ministers in front of him.

Without exception, these guys all had a very grateful and relieved expression on their faces.

The atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Li Zicheng said slowly: "How long have I been in a coma?"

He just vomited blood and did not lose his memory, so when he said the word "coma", Li Zicheng's expression obviously became much gloomy.

Niu Jinxing said carefully: "Your Majesty, you have been in a coma for a day and a night."

Although he was mentally prepared, Li Zicheng still paused for a moment.

At this moment, everyone could feel the murderous intent emitted by Li Zicheng.

They could even clearly know that Li Zicheng's murderous intent was the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ciyang, who had completely wiped out Gao Jie's army and wrote a letter to mock him!

After a moment, Li Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is there any new situation?"

Niu Jinxing said: "Yes, Wu Sangui has arrived outside Beijing City and camped five miles outside our Beidaying. It seems that he may launch an attack on our army at any time!"

Li Zicheng couldn't speak anymore, and there was a sudden silence in the big tent.

If it was half a month ago, no, even a few days ago, Wu Sangui's arrival would not put such great pressure on the monarch and ministers present.

As the saying goes, one-stop work will decline again, and three-fold exhaustion.

From January to January, the Dashun Army launched a northern expedition to Xi'an, and in just two months, it had already occupied all the Ming territories north of the Yellow River, making Beijing an isolated city.

At that time, everyone from top to bottom of the Dashun Army, including Li Zicheng, felt that this wave of suppressing the Ming Dynasty was as stable as an old dog.

What's the result? The walls of Beijing were like steel plates. No matter how Li Zicheng, the tiger pounced and bitten, the final result was that the tiger's teeth collapsed.

Liu Zongmin, Li Yan, Liu Fangliang, and now another Gao Jie, the attack on Beijing City this time made Li Zicheng lose his troops and generals, which can be said to be heartbreaking.

Now, Wu Sangui, who has been hesitating on both ends of the rat, has also come outside the capital. Anyone with discerning eyes knows that Wu Sangui can no longer turn to Li Zicheng's side.

Li Zicheng slowly raised his head and said to the many ministers in front of him: "What are your opinions?"

The ministers all turned their eyes to Niu Jinxing, but Niu Jinxing did not move at all, looking at his nose and his heart, and it became a statue.

Another military advisor, Song Xiance, gritted his teeth and stood up and said, "Your Majesty, it is impossible to conquer the capital in a short period of time. The soldiers siege the city for a long time and failed, and their morale has dropped to the bottom. In addition, Wu Sangui may attack the capital at any time, so the situation of our army is already critical.

It’s better to withdraw the besiege of the capital first and find a place to rest for a while. Now the advantage lies in me. As long as I plan my life, I will be able to capture this Beijing city in the future.”

What Niu Jinxing didn't dare to say was finally said by Song Xiance.

The other ministers had obviously made plans long ago and agreed.

"What Military Advisor Song said is very true."

"Your Majesty, let's get out of the circumference and rest first."

"Your Majesty, let's come back next time!"

Li Zicheng suddenly laughed as he listened.

"Do you think I will withdraw my troops?"

The tent suddenly became quiet.

Li Zicheng looked around everyone present, his eyes falling on Niu Jinxing.

Niu Jinxing's eyes dodged and did not dare to look at Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng's eyes turned to Song Xiance again.

Song Xiance said calmly: "I think Your Majesty will withdraw his troops."

Li Zicheng said: "Why?"

Song Xiance said: "Because Your Majesty and the Ming Dynasty have been fighting for many years, it is not the first time that they have failed."

This is almost revealing Li Zicheng's scars.

When Li Zicheng just started his army, they were just a group of real refugees. Any decent official army could beat Li Zicheng to the point of running away. Several times, Li Zicheng had already ended his life. He could only escape by relying on the cerebral palsy operations of the Ming generals.

Failure was the main theme of Li Zicheng's early rebellion. Almost all the Ming generals sent by Chongzhen to suppress the uprising of the peasant army had defeated Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this.

"Mr. Song, you are right. This is indeed not the first time I have failed. Perhaps, this will not be the last time.

But, so what? Through repeated failures, I have always been from a can-living grass-roots people to the current Emperor Dashun.

I will never be afraid of failure, because I know that as long as the Ming Dynasty continues to rot, my great success will still gain endless power!"

Li Zicheng's words obviously inspired the morale of all the ministers present, making many people look up and show hope on their faces.

Yes, isn’t it just a failure? There are fewer failures in our Dashun?

Li Zicheng stood up, and although his body was a little shaking, he immediately stabilized.

His eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he said in a deep voice: "Although I don't want to admit it, I must admit it again. This time, we did fall into trouble!

However, we have not suffered from the fact that we have fallen into value. We have let everyone in the world know that the Ming Dynasty is now dying and dying.

Maybe I can't defeat it this time, but I can do it for the second, third, and more!

One day, I will sit in the throne of the palace, use the head of the old boy Chongzhen as a chamber pot, and cut the bastard Zhu Cixuan into pieces!"

After making such passionate words, Li Zicheng was silent for a moment and spoke again.

"Then... I will pass on my decree. From tomorrow, the entire army will withdraw from Beijing and go south to Gu'an!"

Li Zicheng finally chose to withdraw his troops.

He had to retreat because he had no chance of winning.

Because...that man.

After hearing Li Zicheng's words, all the ministers present breathed a sigh of relief and said in unison: "Your Majesty's wise!"

For them, this battle to attack Beijing was like a nightmare.

Liu Zongmin, Liu Fangliang, Li Yan, Gao Jie... Which minister next? No one can say well.

In the past few days, it has even begun to spread in the army, saying that the dragon energy in Beijing has not dissipated, and the fate of the Ming Dynasty is destined to be unsuccessful. If the Dashun Army continues to go against the sky, it will be backfired by the laws of heaven.

Some people disagree with this, and some people are worried after hearing it.

But no matter what, everyone agreed with Li Zicheng's decision.
Chapter completed!