Chapter 312

Although Luo Rucai stood up in time to avoid a fire, anyone can see that the rebels are afraid to go their separate ways.

This is indeed the case. The next day Niu Er led his troops to Kaifeng. Luo Rucai was not only not asked to stay, but was very happy.

After all, if he doesn't leave Ruyang City, both sides will come sooner or later. Once the soldiers and horses lose seriously, they will be taken advantage of by the officials in Jiangnan and the Chinese army in Nanyang.

As soon as Niu Er's front foot came out of runing's house, Luo Rucai couldn't wait to open his house in Ruyang city and become the king of the great Wei Dynasty after the founding of the people's Republic of China.

However, Ruyang is a small city after all. Let alone compared with Chang'an, the king of Chuang, even Xiangyang and Changsha are far inferior. Therefore, even if Luo Rucai is the oldest in the righteous army, he has the least influence, and is even despised by the gentry and scholars in the south of the Yangtze river.

In a short period of six months, there were four regimes in Daming, which made Chongzhen unable to sit still any longer.

First of all, Lu Xiangsheng's officials must be punished and meritorious. Within three months, they must destroy the eight kings and recover Changsha. Hong Chengchou was transferred to the pass to be responsible for exterminating the anti thieves in the Central Plains and Northwest China.

There is also a reason why Chongzhen transferred Hong Chengchou back to Guannei.

That was in October when Huang Taiji hung up. In addition, thousands of Elite Eight Banners were lost during the entry. Therefore, at the moment, he was busy competing for power and position. He had no intention to invade the guanning defense line again, let alone bypass the pass.

Therefore, in Chongzhen's view, the threat of anti thief in the pass is far greater than that of Tartars outside the pass.

After all, when Tartars come, they will rob some money and food at most, and people and animals will go away, while the anti thief wants to seize the rivers and mountains of Daming.

Yes, now almost everyone in Daming doesn't think that Tartars will win the world in the end.

Not to mention now, even if Wu Sangui led the Qing army into the customs and occupied Beijing in history, the talented scholars and scholars in the south of the Yangtze River still think that the Tartars are coming to rob another wave and will go sooner or later.

Anyway, we can't grab them across the Yangtze River. It is with this kind of irrelevant and high-profile mentality that Tartars are still busy fighting for power and profit when they attack cities and land in the north.

Chang'an city.

Chuang Wang, with an eye patch, an inverted eight character eyebrow and a python robe, looks a little nondescript.

No one can see the appearance of an emperor.

However, it was this appearance and this appearance that envied King Qin and did not hesitate to let Mrs. Li make up for him.

At the moment, Chuang Wang is in high spirits and has the ambition to win the world, but his eyebrows are locked.

"Brothers, although we have captured Chang'an, there is not much food and grass in the city. Let's talk about where to raise food and grass next?"

"Brother, it's useless to say. Naturally, it's to fight Nanyang, settle accounts with the Chinese army and avenge the last arrow."

As soon as the voice of Chuang Wang fell, Liu Zongmin jumped out first and said gnashing his teeth.

"General Liu, now the Chinese army is in full swing, and the puppet Ming Dynasty is still surviving. At this time, before our rebel army can attack each other, my minister thought that the king should go out to attack Luoyang as soon as possible, and then go north to overthrow the puppet Ming Dynasty and take the lead in claiming the emperor in order to seize the great righteousness."

A scholar stood up, first shook his head, then hugged his fist and rushed into the king's way.

"Then divide the troops into two ways. Elder brother goes to attack Luoyang and overthrow the puppet Ming Dynasty. Lao Tzu leads the troops to attack Nanyang." Liu Zongmin skimmed his lips and still clamored.

This air and tone made the literary ministers on one side frown and say nothing.

"Zong min, it's not too late for a gentleman to avenge for ten years, and it's not too urgent at this moment! The most urgent thing is to overthrow the puppet Ming first. Don't worry. In the future, the eldest brother will let you personally lead the troops to clean up the boy surnamed Qin. "

"Brother, you said that. Don't go back then."

Seeing the king's words, Liu Zongmin retreated, and the Wen minister on one side shook his head secretly.

Then more than a dozen literati fell into a quarrel about whether to attack Luoyang first or directly go north to Shanxi.

For a time, the public said that the public was reasonable, and the woman said that the woman was reasonable. The king of Chuang also quarreled like a fight. Finally, he had to look at an old man with white hair and beard in the first place on the left.

"Liu Lao, you are the Prime Minister of our Dashun country. Tell me, should our army go out of Luoyang in the east or Shanxi in the north?"

"King, the land in Guanzhong has strong folk customs and natural dangers since ancient times. It has always been the land of King's business, but the only defect is that the land is too barren. Sichuan in the South has the reputation of a land of abundance since ancient times. It not only has fertile land, large population and rich products, but also can make up for this defect. This is the saying of Long Wang Shu, So the old minister thought that the king should go south and take Sichuan first. If he gets Sichuan, the king will sweep the world and get twice the result with half the effort. "

The old man surnamed Liu kept squinting and watching coldly, as if he were asleep. He didn't slowly open his eyes until he finished asking questions. He hugged his fist and said calmly.

"Mr. Liu, the land of Bashu is really good, but the roads in Sichuan are difficult and it is difficult to reach the sky. Now the land in Hanzhong is occupied by Yang Guozhu. It is not easy to capture Sichuan? Our army is in urgent need of food. If the war drags on for a long time, what shall we do then? "

"Yes, the urgent task is to solve the problem of food and grass as soon as possible."

All the literary ministers nodded frequently. Now there are 500000 troops in Chuang Jun and more than 3 million family members. In the past, they could eat big families, but now almost all the big families in the northwest have been eaten up.

And 800 Li Qinchuan has already become a piece of bare land, so if you sit and eat like this, I'm afraid you'll get into big trouble in less than two months.

Old man Liu also sighed. At the beginning, he persuaded Chuang Wang to stay in Hanzhong, but Hanzhong had been wiped out at that time, and no leader was willing to stay. The key Chuang Wang didn't care much about it.

Finally, he threw away such an important place in Guanzhong for nothing. He was helpless to think of it, but he could only hold his fist and continue:

"Your Majesty, unlike in the past, taking Sichuan does not require hundreds of thousands of troops. There are only 10000 or 20000 elite troops. In addition to the 50000 troops left by your majesty to take charge of Chang'an, the rest of the troops and their families can be scattered everywhere to reclaim farmland..."

"Fart, you old man. You're full of shit. Believe it or not, I cut you with a knife?"

"Son of a bitch, my soldiers and horses are all elite soldiers who have been killed from the dead for a long time. Isn't that a hero who has lost his head? You let them farm? "

Before old man Liu finished speaking, Liu Zongmin jumped out first and scolded. Other generals also blushed and had thick necks, and some even pulled out their knives.

"Presumptuous, use a knife and a gun in the lobby. Do you still have my big brother in your eyes?"

The king was furious this time. The generals put away their knives one after another, snorted coldly and retreated, but they all looked straight at the king.

Other literary ministers looked at his nose and heart, and secretly scolded old man Liu for being too naive.

Although Chuang Wang thought that old man Liu's words were very reasonable, he looked at the faces of all the old brothers and had to slow down his language: "although old Liu's words are reasonable, they can't quench his thirst. Even if he goes to farm, he can't harvest until next year, so we'll talk about farming later!"

"Big brother, wise!" Liu Zongmin and a group of generals held fists one after another and smiled again.

Finally, Chuang Wang decided to fight Jinnan, because Jinnan is the richest. Except Luoyang City in the East, other places are no worse than the northwest.