Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

"Your Majesty, stop fighting. We are surrounded by the Ming army!" Gao Guiying rode on her horse, her tone sincere and firm, her eyes revealed a kind of determination, as if she had already made the worst plan. Although her face was a little tired, she still maintained the majesty and solemnity of the queen.

Li Zicheng pointed at Gao Guiying with a trembling hand and said in a hoarse voice: "You... I trusted you so much, and you... dared to betray me?" His eyes were full of disbelief and heartache, as if he had been stabbed by the person closest to him.

Gao Guiying smiled slowly, that smile was filled with both bitterness and helplessness, she replied: "What the emperor said is really disheartening! It was you who abandoned me first, so I had to report it to the court. In this way, we are even, how can it be called betrayal?" Her tone revealed a deep disappointment and sadness.

Li Zicheng gnashed his teeth, his eyes wide open, he could not accept this fact. He looked at the woman he once loved deeply, his heart filled with anger and confusion.

"Stop talking nonsense and go!" Li Shunzu was ready to order a siege. His voice was cold and firm, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

"General Li, since you have already secured victory, can't you give my wife and I a little time to say goodbye?" Gao Guiying looked at Shunzu with pleading eyes. Tears were flashing in her eyes, making her look particularly pitiful.

Shunzu was touched by her eyes, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He took a half step back, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay, go ahead." There was a hint of helplessness and compromise in his voice.

"Thank you." Gao Guiying jumped off her horse and walked quickly to Li Zicheng, ignoring Yigong's obstruction. Her steps were firm and resolute, as if every step was on her own heart.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember when we first met?" Gao Guiying asked softly, with a hint of tenderness and nostalgia in her voice.

Li Zicheng glared at her and replied, "How could I not remember? That was the first year of Lin Xiaofeng." His voice revealed a complex emotion, both anger and nostalgia.

"Then what year did we get married?" Gao Guiying continued to ask, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes.

"Lin Xiaofeng's second year!" Li Zicheng replied, his voice trembling slightly, as if his heart was touched by the memory.

"So the emperor still remembers..." Gao Guiying said softly, with a trace of relief and satisfaction in her eyes. Then, she suddenly strode to Li Zicheng and stopped less than ten feet away from him.

Yigong thought she was going to assassinate Li Zicheng, but Gao Guiying turned around and said loudly to everyone: "I am the queen of Dashun, how can I surrender easily?" Her voice resounded through the sky, revealing a firm belief and determination.

When these words came out, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Gao Guiying to reveal her identity and position at this time.

Yigong stuttered, "Sister...what are you...doing this?" His eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

Hongniang also widened her eyes: "What... does this mean?" Her heart was filled with confusion and curiosity.

Shunzu held the knife and shouted angrily: "Gao Guiying, you actually betrayed the trust of the court!" His voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Li Zicheng was happy at first, but then he realized that the situation was not good. They had been surrounded by the Ming army and could not escape. They had no choice but to die. Regardless of whether Gao Guiying surrendered truly or falsely, as long as she did not make a clear statement, the court might not harm her immediately. But now she called herself the queen, obviously wanting to die. His heart was filled with mixed emotions, both anger and helplessness.

Li Zicheng grabbed Gao Guiying's shoulders and asked, "You... could have lived, why did you seek death? Why did you betray me?" There was a hint of trembling and confusion in his voice.

Gao Guiying smiled faintly, with both bitterness and relief in her smile. She replied: "I am the emperor's servant, and I will follow you through life and death. This was the case when the emperor started his army, and it is still the case now that he is in trouble." Her eyes revealed a firm belief and determination.

"As for betrayal..." Gao Guiying sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I am tired of this endless war. I wanted to retire to the mountains, but how could the Ming court let us go? Since I can't escape death, I might as well die on the battlefield and leave my name in history." There was a hint of determination and tragedy in her voice.

After hearing this, Li Zicheng sighed and was speechless. He looked at Gao Guiying's firm eyes and resolute expression, and an inexplicable pain and helplessness surged in his heart. He knew that the woman he once loved deeply had made her own choice.

"Come on," Gao Guiying drew her sword and said to Shunzu and Hongniangzi, "Dashun soldiers would rather die standing than live in humiliation!" Her voice resounded through the sky, revealing a firm belief and determination. There was an inexplicable light in her eyes, as if she had seen the future victory.

Seeing Gao Guiying's determination, Hong Niangzi burst into tears. She saw the queen's integrity and dignity in Gao Guiying! She was also moved by Gao Guiying's firmness and determination, and an inexplicable respect and admiration surged in her heart.

Shunzu was also moved by her, but he was determined. He knew that the outcome of this war was related to the fate of the country and the future of the nation. He ordered: "Where is the Liaodong Army?" There was a hint of coldness and determination in his voice.

"Yes!" The Ming army responded in unison, their voices resounding through the sky, revealing a firm belief and determination. They knew that the outcome of this war was related to the fate of the country and the future of the nation.

"Put away your bows and arrows, draw your swords, and fight them with real weapons!" Shunzu's order resounded through the battlefield like thunder, inspiring the fighting spirit of every Ming army soldier.

"Yes!" The Ming army put away their bows and arrows, and drew their swords from their sheaths, flashing with cold light. They held the hilts tightly, their eyes firm, ready to face the upcoming battle.

Li Zicheng also drew his sword and pointed it at the sky, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity and determination: "Where is the Shun army?" His eyes revealed an unyielding belief and determination.

"Here!" Although dozens of Shun soldiers were exhausted, their armor was damaged, and their weapons were not sharpened, they still held their heads high and stood proudly. Their eyes revealed a firm belief and determination, as if they had already made preparations for the worst.

"Da Shun will live forever!" Li Zicheng shouted and rushed out at the head of his troops. His figure cut through the battlefield like a flash of lightning, inspiring the fighting spirit of every Shun army soldier.

Shunzu wielded his sword to fight back. His sword skills were sharp and swift, as if he wanted to kill all enemies with his sword. His eyes revealed a kind of coldness and determination, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

The two armies clashed with each other, and the flashes of swords and sabers kept interweaving. The battlefield was filled with tragic fighting and shouting, as if it was about to tear the sky apart. The blood dyed the earth red, and the corpses piled up like mountains. This was a decisive battle of life and death, and every soldier fought with all his might.

However, in a corner of the battlefield, there were five people who did not move: Gao Guiying, Yigong, Hongniangzi, Nangong Shangpu and Cheng Minghe. They each had different thoughts and emotions, watching this cruel battle quietly.

Gao Guiying was in a state of confusion and had no intention of fighting. Her eyes revealed a deep sadness and helplessness, as if she had seen the future outcome. She knew that the outcome of this war was no longer important because she had made her own choice.

Seeing that his sister did not take action, Yigong did not dare to act on his own. He did not know which side to help, because his heart was full of contradictions and entanglements. He wanted to protect his sister, but he did not want to betray his country and nation. His eyes revealed a kind of confusion and helplessness, as if he had been swallowed up by this cruel war.

Hong Niangzi glared at Nangong Shangpu, her eyes revealing a deep hatred and anger. She knew that this man had betrayed her husband Li Yan and the country of Dashun. She wanted to tear him into pieces immediately to avenge her husband.

The battle came suddenly and ended quickly. Except for the generals, all the other soldiers were killed by the Ming army. Only the battlefield was left with a mess and debris, like the remains of a nightmare.

The two sides were very different in terms of soldier quality, combat effectiveness, equipment and morale. The Ming army easily defeated the Shun army with its strong strength and advantages. However, this victory did not bring them much joy and satisfaction, because there were too many tragedies and pains hidden behind this war.

Shunzu led his army to rest for a while and prepared to fight again. His eyes revealed a kind of coldness and determination. He knew that the war was not over yet, and they needed to continue fighting until the enemy was completely destroyed.

Li Zicheng also stood there panting, his eyes revealing a kind of exhaustion and helplessness. He knew that the outcome of this war was no longer important, because his heart was already filled with despair and grief. He had lost his country and his lover, as well as his beliefs and ideals. There was only a blank and confused heart left.

At this time, Hongniangzi moved, and she rushed to Nangong Shangpu with a knife in her hand. Her eyes revealed a deep hatred and anger, as if she wanted to cut this man into pieces.

Shang Pu was so frightened that his face turned pale. When he saw Hong Niangzi coming, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Hong Niangzi, please spare my life!" There was a hint of trembling and fear in his voice, as if he had already seen his own end.

Hong Niang sneered: "Mercy? Did you ever think of sparing my husband's life when you killed him?" There was a hint of grief and determination in her voice, as if she wanted to pour out all her hatred on this man.

Shang Pu was speechless. He knelt on the ground and thought, then said, "I am just following orders!" There was a hint of helplessness and excuses in his voice, as if he wanted to shift the blame of his crimes to others.

"Speak clearly!" Hongniang pointed the tip of the knife at him. Her eyes revealed a deep anger and hatred, as if she wanted to destroy this man completely.

"Yes... Li Zicheng asked me to kill him!" Shang Pu knelt away from Li Zicheng and said, his voice trembling with fear, as if he had seen Hong Niangzi's anger and determination.

When Li Zicheng heard this, he laughed out of anger and asked, "Nangong Shangpu, do you dare to do it but not take responsibility for it?" There was a hint of sarcasm and anger in his voice, as if he wanted to expose this man's crimes completely.

"I did kill the man, but the order came from the emperor." Shang Pu defended himself, with a hint of helplessness and excuses in his voice, as if he wanted to shift the blame of his crime to Li Zicheng.

"Although I gave the order, you are also responsible for Li Yan's death! You oppose everything Li Yan says, and you slander him for everything he does! I was also

suddenly!
Hongniangzi pulled out the sharp blade again, the blade flashed coldly in the sun, she swung it violently, and chopped it down fiercely. Nangong Shangpu instinctively raised his arm to block, but the blade still penetrated his right arm deeply like lightning, penetrating his bone marrow. Amid the shrill screams, Hongniangzi's words were as cold as ice: "This knife is to avenge Li Nian!" Her voice was filled with endless hatred and anger.

Then, Hongniangzi did not stop, her movements were repeated like a machine, and each swing of the knife was full of determination and strength. Nangong Shangpu's face was soon blurred by blood. He struggled painfully in the pool of blood, his breath became weaker and weaker, his body kept shaking, and the fire of life was about to go out. His eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he had seen the end of his sinful life.

Everyone around stood and watched, no one spoke, and no one dared to step forward to stop it. Nangong Shangpu was an enemy of the court, so the Ming army naturally would not stop him; and the generals of the Shun army had all been harmed by him and wished he would die quickly, so no one stopped him. They just stood silently and watched this cruel revenge.

In this way, Nangong Shangpu, the left assistant of Dashun, finally fell on the bank of the Yellow River, and his sinful life came to an end. His body lying in a pool of blood looked particularly desolate and miserable.

Hongniang killed her enemy with her own hands. Although the anger in her heart subsided a little, it was not completely calmed. Her eyes were still cold and resolute, because her hatred was not only directed at Nangong Shangpu, but also at Li Zicheng. Her heart was filled with anger and resentment towards Li Zicheng, which was a pain that she could not let go.

Li Zicheng looked around at the surviving Dashun generals and the dense Ming army around him. His eyes revealed a kind of helplessness and sadness, but he knew that resistance was meaningless. So he looked up at the blue sky and said lightly: "I was wrong!" His voice was full of vicissitudes and regret.

"I started an uprising against the Ming Dynasty for the sake of the people of the world, but countless people died because of me! The victors take the spoils, this is only natural, but how many innocent people were among them!" His words revealed his pain and helplessness about the war, as well as his deep guilt towards the innocent people.

"I'm glad to know!" Lady Hong responded with gritted teeth. Her voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to vent all her resentment.

Li Zicheng was not angry. He continued to recount his past: "I have fought in all directions throughout my life. Starting from Guanzhong, I moved to Hanzhong, and then entered Shanxi, Henan, and Huguang. The fighting never stopped." His eyes revealed a kind of fatigue and vicissitudes, as if he had experienced all the sufferings of the world.

"During this period, I had countless battles with Ming court generals. Hong Chengchou, Yang Sichang, Cao Wenzhao, Chen Qiuyu, Lu Xiangsheng, Sun Chuanting, and that stubborn guy Zhou Yuji were all my enemies." His words revealed his memories and emotions of past battles.

When Li Zicheng mentioned Zhou Yuji, he still felt regretful before his death. His eyes revealed a deep regret and helplessness: "In the battle of Ningwu Pass, I lost 70,000 troops. If that army had not been lost, Beijing would have been captured long ago." His voice was full of regret and helplessness for the past.

"What a pity!" Li Zicheng sighed, "I lost miserably in the Battle of Beijing. I had a chance to save the situation, but after the defeat in the Battle of Damingfu and subsequent setbacks in Fengyang and Chengtianfu, the Dashun Army had no choice but to go on the defensive." His words revealed the pain and helplessness of the failure of the war.

"After the Battle of Tongguan, Dashun was completely destroyed, and I woke up from my dream." His voice was full of sadness and vicissitudes, as if he had experienced all the vicissitudes of life.

"I lost, completely lost!" His eyes revealed a deep despair and helplessness, as if he had seen the end of his fate.

"Your Majesty," Jing Changhao stood beside Li Zicheng, tears streaming down his face, "The defeat is not your Majesty's fault, it is the fault of us, your subjects." His voice was full of loyalty and admiration for Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng shook his head: "Things have come to this point, no need for comfort, this is all my responsibility!" His voice was full of firmness and determination, as if he was ready to face everything.

"I have let down too many people, including the common people and two others." His eyes revealed a deep sense of guilt and regret. "As a monarch, I let Li Yan down. I didn't believe him and even killed him." His voice was filled with guilt and regret towards Li Yan.

"As a husband, I have failed the Queen and prevented her from enjoying the prosperity of the world." His eyes revealed a deep tenderness and guilt, as if he had seen Gao Guiying's gentle and affectionate gaze.

Suddenly! Hearing Li Zicheng's words, Hongniangzi and Gao Guiying both burst into tears. Hongniangzi cried because her husband's injustice was finally vindicated, and her tears rolled down like beads with a broken string; while Gao Guiying was moved by Li Zicheng's deep affection and knew that he had a deep friendship for her. Her tears were filled with deep affection and reluctance to part with Li Zicheng.

After the crying stopped a little, Li Zicheng raised his knife, made a fighting posture, pointed the tip of the knife at Hong Niangzi and Li Shunzu, and shouted: "I am the monarch of Dashun. There are only monarchs who die in battle, and there are no surrendering kings! Come on, let us fight to the death!" His voice was full of determination and strength, as if he was ready to die in battle.

Li Shunzu was moved by his determination and waved his hand to order his subordinates: "Attack together!" But his order was not because he was afraid to retreat, but because he was worried that Li Zicheng would fight desperately. When a person fights desperately, he can often exert extraordinary combat effectiveness, which may cause greater casualties.

Following Li Shunzu's order, the Ming army quickly surrounded them. Soldiers inside stabbed each other with swords, while those outside shot arrows. There was no mercy on the battlefield. People only cared about the results, not the process. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has been the truth since ancient times.

Soon, Zhang Nai was shot and fell to the ground, his eyes revealing a deep despair and pain; Wu Ruyi was beheaded and bleeding, his body lying on the ground looked particularly desolate; then Xie Junyou, Li You, Dang Shousu and other generals also died in the battlefield one after another. Their sacrifice made the atmosphere on the battlefield even more tragic and tragic.

"Stop!" Gao Guiying's heart-wrenching cry made both the Ming and Shun armies stop. Her voice was full of pain and despair, as if she had seen the end of her fate.

"What does the Queen want?" Li Zicheng asked, panting. His eyes revealed a deep sense of exhaustion and helplessness, as if he had experienced all the sufferings in the world.

Gao Guiying did not look at Li Zicheng, but looked directly at Li Shunzu: "General Li, can you allow me to say a few words?" There was a hint of trembling and pleading in her voice.

Li Shunzu was also panting. After looking at the casualties on his side, he said, "Okay, but do it quickly." His voice revealed fatigue and anxiety, as if he couldn't wait to end the battle.

After getting permission, Gao Guiying walked to Li Zicheng and said, "Your Majesty's armor is loose." There was a hint of tenderness and concern in her voice. "It's okay, it won't affect the killing of the enemy!" Li Zicheng said indifferently. His eyes revealed a kind of determination and firmness, as if he was ready to die in battle.

"That's not what I meant," Gao Guiying said with a hint of sob in her voice, "I just wanted to tidy up the armor for Your Majesty." She couldn't help but let her tears fall and drip onto Li Zicheng's armor.

"Hahaha!" Li Zicheng laughed loudly, "With a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for? Then I'll have to trouble the Queen!" His laughter revealed a kind of vicissitudes and sadness, as if he had become indifferent to life and death.

"Yes." Gao Guiying responded and began to tighten Li Zicheng's armor in front of everyone. Her movements were gentle and skillful, as if she was tidying up clothes for her loved ones.

At this moment, Jing Changhao suddenly found that Gao Guiying had a dagger in her hand. She took the opportunity to tidy up Li Zicheng's armor and fiercely stabbed the dagger into his chest. This stab was as fast and decisive as lightning, which stunned everyone.

puff!

The sharp blade pierced through the muscles and heart, and blood gushed out. Li Zicheng's eyes revealed a kind of disbelief and pain. He lowered his head to look at the dagger on his chest, Gao Guiying's hand holding the dagger, and her tearful face.

In disbelief, he used up his last bit of strength to ask, "Queen...you..." His voice was full of pain and confusion, as if he couldn't believe that this was done by Gao Guiying.

"Your Majesty, please stop fighting and spare the lives of the Dashun generals! Fighting further will only result in more casualties!" Gao Guiying cried. Her tears rolled down like beads from a broken string and dripped onto Li Zicheng's face.

"But... why did you want to kill me with your own hands?" Li Zicheng asked with a pale face and struggle. His eyes revealed a deep despair and pain, as if he could not accept this fact.

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"Your Majesty," Gao Guiying's eyes were blurred with tears, "You are the monarch of Dashun. Even if you die, you must die with dignity. This is more dignified than being cut into pieces by swords." Her voice was full of grief and determination, as if she was ready to face everything.

Li Zicheng was shocked at first, then gradually calmed down and finally smiled. He understood Gao Guiying's intention and accepted his fate. His eyes revealed a sense of relief and peace, as if he had seen his future destination.

thump!
Li Zicheng's body fell to the ground, and his eyes revealed a deep tranquility and peace, as if he had bid farewell to this world.

Jing Changhao, Gao Yigong, Hong Niangzi, Li Shunzu and others were all stunned. They couldn't believe that the King of Chuang, the ruler of Dashun, who had been repeatedly suppressed but never killed, had ended his life like this. His death shocked and saddened everyone.

In astonishment, Gao Guiying looked at Li Shunzu: "General Li, I hope that this credit can be credited to Gao Yigong, okay?" There was a hint of pleading and expectation in her voice.

Li Shunzu swallowed hard and said, "Yes...yes." His voice revealed a sense of fatigue and helplessness, as if he no longer had the strength to fight.

"Thank you." Gao Guiying nodded and said to Yigong, "Yigong, did you hear that?" There was a hint of tenderness and concern in her voice, as if she was giving instructions for her loved ones.

Gao Yigong was still standing there in a daze. He couldn't accept this fact.
"Gao Yigong, did you hear that?" Guiying's voice was particularly clear in the cold wind. Seeing Yigong standing there in a daze with empty eyes, as if his soul had left his body, she called out to him loudly, trying to awaken a response from his heart.

Yigong finally woke up from his dream and nodded, with a trace of confusion and helplessness in his eyes. Guiying showed a satisfied expression on her face, which was a mixture of bitterness and relief. Then she turned to the generals and said in a firm and resolute voice: "Everyone, the monarch of Dashun has passed away. From now on, we must be loyal to the queen of Dashun." Her words were full of unquestionable power, as if to inject a shot of adrenaline into this precarious situation.

Before everyone could recover from their shock, Guiying continued, her tone revealing irresistible majesty: "I order you to lay down your weapons and surrender to the Ming army! From now on, we must be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, shed blood and sweat, and remain loyal until death!" Her voice echoed on the empty river bank, and every word was like a heavy stone, hitting everyone's heart.

Guiying looked at Hongniang, her eyes full of complicated emotions. She sighed, her voice low and sad: "Hongniang, your revenge has been taken, but it's a pity that you couldn't kill him with your own hands." After that, she pulled out the dagger that was stuck in Li Zicheng's chest. The dagger was covered in blood, reflecting her determined and sad face.

She held the dagger tightly in both hands and pointed it at her heart. It was a resolute gesture, as if she wanted to use her life to commemorate this magnificent history. Suddenly, the dagger stabbed in, and blood gushed out, staining her clothes red. At the moment she fell, she threw herself at Li Zicheng's body, as if she wanted to use her last strength to cling to him tightly.

With a "thump", the couple's bodies clung to each other, like a pair of mandarin ducks that never left each other, walking towards the end of their lives together. The wind on the Loess Plateau whistled past, and the sky became dim and heavy, as if mourning the end of this heroic couple.

The Yellow River is surging, lapping against the riverbank, making waves of mournful cries, the sound is like the low hum of history, telling tragic stories one after another. All around is silence, as if the whole world is immersed in the silence of death, with only the sound of the wind and the wailing of the river interweaving into a sad elegy.

Everyone was shocked by the scene before them, their eyes widened in disbelief. This scene was too tragic, too tragic, and it filled people with awe.

"Your Majesty!" Jing Changhao knelt beside Li Zicheng's body and burst into tears. His voice was full of grief and unwillingness. "It is my fault that I failed to protect you! I hope Your Majesty can be resurrected and give me another chance!" His cries echoed on the empty river bank, but could never bring back the lost heroic soul.

However, Li Zicheng's body lay quietly on the cold river bank, without a sound or a movement. Although his face was gone, his determination and indomitable spirit remained in people's hearts forever.

Seeing Guiying's body lying in a pool of blood, Yigong's spirit completely collapsed. He rushed forward and hugged her tightly, crying, "Sister, this is not the place for you to rest in peace, wake up!" His cry was heartbreaking, and everyone present was moved. It was a kind of grief for losing a loved one, an unspeakable despair.

"What did you say? Say it again!" Yigong's crying voice echoed in everyone's ears. He seemed unable to accept this cruel reality and wanted to find a glimmer of hope by repeating the words.

"Didn't you hear clearly what I said just now? Can you say it again?" Someone tried to comfort him, but the words seemed so pale and powerless.

"I've only said it once, I beg you to say it again!" Yigong's crying became even more miserable, as if he was using all his strength to call out to the person who had already gone away.

Wow! Yigong's cry was heartbreaking, and everyone present was moved. They looked at the bodies of the brother and sister, and their hearts were filled with endless sorrow and regret.

Hongniang looked at the two bodies, and the hatred in her heart had disappeared. She sighed deeply, silently reciting the words of the ancients: "When a person dies, the hatred is gone!" Yes, the people are already dead, no matter how deep the hatred is, it should be let go.

"Did you all hear that?" Li Shunzu took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner waves. "Surrender, and I will fulfill my promise." Although his voice was tired, it revealed a firm determination.

Military advisor Cheng Minghe was the first to stand up. He knelt in front of Li Shunzu and said, "I am willing to surrender to the court." There was a slight tremor in his voice, and it was obvious that he made the choice after weighing the pros and cons.

Li Shunzu was about to accept him, but was stopped by Hongniang: "No." Her voice was cold as ice, revealing an unquestionable determination.

"Why?" Li Shunzu asked puzzledly.

"He doesn't deserve it!" Hong Niangzi said disdainfully. Her eyes were full of contempt and disgust for Cheng Minghe, as if she was looking at a despicable and shameless villain.

"What should I do?" Li Shunzu felt embarrassed. He didn't want Cheng Ming and one person to affect the overall situation, nor did he want Hongniang to feel dissatisfied.

Hong Niang walked up to Cheng Minghe with a sneer and said, "Please spare my life. Nangong Shangpu's evil deeds were not done by me!" Her voice was full of sarcasm and threats, which frightened Cheng Minghe so much that he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Hongniang stared at him with a sharp gaze and said, "Are you only responsible for divination?" Her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making Cheng Minghe feel that he had nowhere to hide.

"Yes." Cheng Minghe answered hurriedly, trying to hide his inner panic with simple words.

"Okay," Hong Niang smiled even more brightly, "Then tell your fortune now!" There was a playfulness and cruelty in her voice, as if she wanted to push Cheng Minghe into the abyss of despair.

Cheng Minghe calmed down a little and asked, "Who are you fortune-telling for? What are you fortune-telling about?" He tried to change the subject and ease his inner tension by asking questions.

"It's your own fate!" Hong Niang said mercilessly. Her eyes revealed a kind of determination and coldness, as if she wanted to completely defeat Cheng Minghe.

"Ah?" Cheng Minghe was stunned by the question. He didn't expect Hong Niangzi to ask this question so directly, leaving him unable to answer for a moment.

"Can't do divination or don't dare to do it?" Hong Niangzi shook the knife in her hand, and a cold light flashed across his face, scaring him so much that he quickly dodged. Her action was full of threats and intimidation, which made Cheng Minghe feel terrified.

"I can tell fortunes and I dare to tell fortunes!" Cheng Minghe took out three copper coins helplessly. Under the gaze of Hong Niangzi, he scattered the copper coins six times and then put them away. Although his movements were skillful, they were trembling a little, and he was obviously trying his best to hide his inner panic.

"How good or bad is it?" Hong Niangzi suddenly asked. Her voice revealed a kind of expectation and cruelty, as if she wanted to see through Cheng Minghe's fate.

"Auspicious divination!" Cheng Minghe looked very proud. He tried to please Hong Niangzi with the auspicious divination, but he did not expect that it would bring about a greater disaster.

"Haha, you're wrong!" Hong Niangzi said as she swung her knife at Cheng Minghe's shoulder, causing his clothes to tear and blood to flow out. Her movements were clean and neat, full of determination and cruelty.

"Hiss——" Cheng Minghe took a breath and asked, "Madam, why do you do this?" His voice was full of confusion and anger. It was obvious that he didn't understand why Madam Hong treated him like this.

"I've exposed your hypocrisy!" Hong Niangzi said bluntly. Her eyes revealed a kind of contempt and disgust, as if she was looking at a despicable and shameless villain. "Do you think you can please me by using the lucky divination? You are so naive!"

The pain made Cheng Minghe change his words and said, "I was wrong. It's actually a bad omen!" He tried to please Hong Niangzi by changing his answer but unexpectedly it angered her even more.

"Oh." Hong Niang nodded and swung the knife again, hitting his back, blood and flesh were blurred and bones were visible. Her actions were full of cruelty and ruthlessness, as if she wanted to completely defeat Cheng Minghe. "Congratulations, you are right! But unfortunately, this can't change your fate!"

"Ah——" Cheng Minghe screamed and asked, "Why are you cutting me again?" His voice was full of despair and confusion. He obviously didn't understand why Hong Niangzi treated him so cruelly.

"Because you deserve to die!" Hong Niangzi raised the knife again. Her eyes revealed a kind of determination and coldness, as if she wanted to kill Cheng Minghe completely with the knife.

Cheng Minghe was terrified. No matter if it was a good omen or a bad omen, he didn't know what to do and just wanted to escape. But Hongniang didn't give him a chance and cut off his neck with a flash of knife. Blood splattered everywhere. Cheng Minghe, the military advisor of Dashun, finally got what he deserved. His body fell to the ground with his eyes wide open as if he died with his eyes open.

The Shun army's generals did not doubt the sincerity of the Ming army because of Cheng Minghe's death. Instead, they were more willing to surrender to the Ming army that killed Cheng Minghe. They knew that Cheng Minghe's death was deserved and they also understood that the situation was hopeless and surrender was the only way out.

However, there were exceptions. Jing Changhao drew his sword to protect Li Zicheng's body and said to Hongniangzi, "Stand back! Don't touch the body of my Dashun emperor!" His voice was full of determination and resoluteness, as if he was willing to use his own life to protect Li Zicheng's body.

Hong Niang advised with tears in her eyes: "General Liu Dashun has already destroyed you." Her voice was full of sadness and helplessness. It was obvious that she didn't want Jing Changhao to make another unnecessary sacrifice.

"Dashun has not perished!" Chang Hao shouted excitedly, "I am the commander of the personal army of Ruhou Zhongquan of Dashun. As long as I am alive, Dashun will never perish!" His voice was full of firmness and determination, as if he was willing to defend the dignity of Dashun with his own life.

"General Liu, please don't do this." Hong Niangzi started crying again. She looked at Jing Changhao's determined eyes and her heart was filled with helplessness and sadness. She knew that Jing Changhao was a loyal general and a man of love and righteousness. But she also knew that the situation was hopeless and surrender was the only way out.

But Chang Hao was determined not to surrender. Forcing him would only lead to death. He hugged Li Zicheng's body tightly as if he wanted to take him into another world. His eyes revealed a kind of determination and fearlessness, as if he was ready to die.

"General, surrender!" The generals persuaded. They knew that Jing Changhao was a loyal general and a man of righteousness. But they also knew that the situation was hopeless and surrender was the only way out. They did not want Jing Changhao to make another meaningless sacrifice.

"I will never surrender! Dashun will never surrender!" Chang Hao was furious and picked up Li Zicheng's body, ran to the river bank and jumped into the turbulent Yellow River. His figure gradually faded away in the waves and finally disappeared.
Lin Xiaofeng stood in front of the window of the Qianqing Palace, looking at the gradually quiet capital outside the window, with mixed feelings in his heart. On August 13, the 19th year, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the streets and alleys of the capital had already been immersed in the festive joy. Lanterns were hung high, making the daytime sunlight even brighter, and every household was filled with a joyful atmosphere. The Mid-Autumn Festival, like the Spring Festival and the Lantern Festival, is a big day in the hearts of the people. Every household was busy preparing, and it was very lively.

"Keep a close eye on the lanterns at the four gates of the palace. Don't let any of them go out! Anyone who makes a mistake will be severely punished!" Guo Tianyang sternly ordered his eunuchs. His voice echoed in front of the empty palace, sounding particularly majestic.

"Don't worry, eunuch. We all remember it." The eunuchs responded in unison, with a hint of panic in their voices.

Guo Tianyang nodded and was about to turn around and enter the Qianqing Palace when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw two eunuchs running towards him from the direction of the cabinet, holding official documents in their hands and with panicked looks on their faces.

"What's so urgent?" Guo Tianyang frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Eunuch, there's an urgent report from the Ministry of War saying that a great victory was won in Shaanxi!" a eunuch answered, panting. His face was covered in sweat, and it was obvious that he had been running all the way here.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Guo Tianyang turned and asked another eunuch. His eyes were sharp, as if he could see through everything.

"This is the official document from Nanjing forwarded by the cabinet, and a letter from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Another eunuch replied hastily, his voice trembling slightly, and he was obviously a little uneasy about the content of the letter.

"A letter from home?" Guo Tianyang's face changed immediately when he heard it. He hurriedly took the document, turned around and ran towards the Qianqing Palace, his steps hurried as if he was afraid of delaying something.

Lin Xiaofeng sat on the dragon chair, his face calm, but his eyes revealed a subtle anxiety. When he heard the good news, he was first concerned about the specific situation in Shaanxi: "Read the good news to me first."

"Yes." Guo Tianyang opened the document and read aloud: "On July 23 this year, Li Shunzu, the deputy general, led more than a thousand elite cavalrymen with the surrendered general Hong Niangzi, set out from Xi'an Prefecture and attacked for a long distance. They set up an ambush thirty miles east of Yan'an Prefecture. Li Zicheng was defeated and fled to Liujiapan by the Yellow River, but was surrounded by us again. In the melee, Zicheng was stabbed to death by Gao. Jing Changhao was unwilling to surrender, so he hugged Zicheng's body and jumped into the river to commit suicide..." (End of this chapter)