In the eighth year of Chongzhen, on the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, heavy snow filled!

On a white snow, a team of more than 20,000 people were marching on the snow. In front of them, a lush pine and cypress trees appeared, and they could not see at first sight. In a snowy day, the green leaves were still visible. The heavy snow bent the branches, the pine branches were proud and the white trees were solemn. These pine and cypresses were evergreen all year round and remained unchanged in the severe winter, as if they were a stubborn person struggling in the heavy snow.

"After passing the cypress forest in front, it's Fengyang." Pan Duao shouted and looked ahead.

Sun Kewang looked at the hundreds of thousands of pine and cypress trees, and was very strange because these trees did not match the surrounding environment and were abrupt, so he asked, "Why are there so many pine and cypress trees here?"

Pan Duao replied: "This is what their Zhu family intends to do, wanting to protect the world of their Zhu family, which will last forever and last forever."

Zhang Xianzhong, the eight kings in the center of the team, had deep eyes, his eyes were filled with resoluteness and unwillingness to surrender. His lips curled up a little curve and made a contemptuous laughter.

"Just relying on these things, I want to live in the world safely? The Zhu family is so ridiculous!" Sun Kewang knew the reason and couldn't help laughing. Next to him and behind him, the King of Sweeping, King of Taiping and other small leaders of the peasant army all laughed. Some people despise, some people mocked, and some people insulted. They mocked this cypress forest, despise this city without city walls, and insulted the stupidity of the Zhu family! In their opinion, the imperial capital in front of them was already in their pockets and was within their reach.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at the pine and cypress trees and suddenly said angrily. "Hmph, grandma, plant a few trees and a few broken trees, and I want to live in the world for thousands of years? I went back and found someone to cut all these trees for me! I, Zhang Xianzhong, didn't believe anything, but I believed in the war horse under my crotch and the knife and axe in my hand!"

After the rebel army passed through Songbenlin, Fengyang City appeared in front of the Eight Kings and others. This is Fengyang, Zhongdu, the so-called imperial town, the birthplace of the Zhu family!

Fengyang is a metropolis without city walls. It is very prosperous and has many wealthy families. Many old houses of founding generals are also here. There is also Huangjue Temple, which was where Zhu Yuanzhang became a monk, which was later renamed Longxing Temple.

"It is said that when Zhu Yuanzhang was born, the sky was lightning and thunder. Scholars were all using these mysterious things to fool me, illiterate people, military advisors. Do you think this legend is true or false?" Zhang Xianzhong asked.

Pan Duao replied with a smile: "Haha, maybe there is, I don't know either."

"Grandma, I, the Eight Kings, don't believe that Zhu Yuanzhang has something different from me?" Zhang Xianzhong looked at Fengyang City in front of him and said angrily.

"This Zhu Yuanzhang is indeed a powerful character. From a poor child who sold himself for a corpse-woven straw mat to the end of being the lord of the world, he had to admit that he was a powerful person." Li Dingguo was speaking, and his respect for Zhu Yuanzhang was beyond words, which made Zhang Xianzhong feel a little unhappy, but he soon returned to peace.

"Ning Yu'er said it well, but today, no matter how powerful Zhu Yuanzhang is, he can't stop us. King of Sweeping the floor, King of Taiping, let's rush down together and wash Fengyang bloodily!" After Zhang Xianzhong said that, he rushed out first.

Seeing that the Eight Great Kings Zhang Xianzhong had already rushed, the rebels of the Sweeping King, the Taiping King and other troops also followed.

When the rebel army arrived at the Gulou, the Ming Dynasty's official army was still in the dark. It was not until the peasant army appeared in front of them that the people were frightened. The prime minister of Zhu Guozhan hurriedly led his troops to fight and was killed by Sun Kewang's army. More than 4,000 defenders of the imperial tomb were killed. The remaining 1,500 people knelt on the ground, shouting for thousands of years, begging for mercy. Yan Rongxuan, the governor of Fengyang, saw that the momentum was not good, changed into prison uniforms and hid in prison, but was still found out.

After half a day, Zhongdu Fengyang fell!

Zhang Xianzhong sat in the lobby, interrogating the Fengyang prefect like an inmate, and finally killed him. The local gentry and wealthy families in Fengyang screamed and cried loudly, but the poor people in the local area seemed to be a grand festival. Seeing that the wealthy families who were usually domineering and were snatched away by the peasant army, their lives could not be guaranteed. The poor Baixin naturally felt that he had received rare preferential treatment and "respected". They welcomed Zhang Xianzhong and others very much.

After the fire destroyed the Huangling Xiangdian and Longxing Temple, Zhang Xianzhong's next goal was to dig the ancient tomb. He ordered Sun Kewang to lead some people to search the houses everywhere to "ask for salary"

", ordered Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi to dig out the Zhu family's ancestral tomb.

"There must be many treasures in the Zhu family's ancestral tomb!" Zhang Xianzhong was looking forward to it.

Soon, the two of them organized many farmers to the tombs and started digging with hoes and shovels. At this moment, the sky suddenly roared violently, black clouds fell into the sky, and lightning and thunder roared, and everyone was surprised and even afraid.

The next scene scared everyone. A thunderbolt with a fireball fell from the sky with a loud noise, turning the grave-digging few people holding tools into a ball of fire. Seeing the struggling fire balls slowly not moving, someone finally shouted.

"No, no, the royal ancestral tomb has appeared, let's run away." At this time, many people unconsciously remembered that they had alarmed the dead and angered Zhu Yuanzhang. If this continues, what kind of punishment will they be punished? The few people who were burned to death are right in front of them, which is terrible and shocking. When one or two people started running, the others also ran along. After a while, the people who had vowed to dig the Zhu family's ancestral tomb were so scared that they urinated towards the center of Fengyang City.

Sun Kewang was still taking people to collect money and food from the gentlemen and landlords everywhere. He had a completely and thorough revolutionary spirit, and he distributed a small part to the poor people to gain support from the local people. Most of the others would serve as military pay for the rebel army to maintain Zhang Xianzhong's armed forces. It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Xianzhong's troops became stronger and stronger and were very popular among grassroots farmers.

"King, something strange happened when we dug the ancient tomb just now. Several of my brothers were punished by Tianlei and burned to death. The people said that it touched the ancestor of the Zhu family and was furious. The ancestor of the Zhu family appeared." Ainengqi ran over and said in a panic expression, his chest fluctuated violently and his face was pale.

Zhang Xianzhong glanced at Ai Nengqi sideways, and looked at Ai Nengqi's terrified and at a loss, which formed a huge contrast with the calmness of killing people on weekdays. He said hatefully: "What a bullshit? I think you are unconscious. Don't talk nonsense and disturb the morale of the army. Be careful that I will punish you heavily!"

At this time, Ainengqi was indeed very panicked and frightened. He had never been so scared. Even when facing those fierce officers and soldiers, he had never been so scared because they were just humans. But now God is punishing them, and he is still very afraid of the gods.

"King, now this matter is going crazy. The local people are kneeling outside the tomb and kowtow constantly, for fear that God will punish them. The tomb guards who surrendered before have also rebelled. The second brother is leading people to suppress them. Now it is very chaotic outside!" Ainengqi said worriedly.

Zhang Xianzhong never expected that Zhu Yuanzhang had been dead for more than two hundred years, and he had such a great deterrent power. He rushed out of the yamen with his personal soldiers. He was just seeing the chaos outside. At this time, Sun Kewang also arrived.

"Eight Kings, what should we do? This will not work. If these ordinary people follow the officers and soldiers to rebel against us, then we will not be able to stay here!" Sun Kewang said worriedly.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at the common people who were kneeling down devoutly, and his heart was filled with anger. He suddenly drew his sword to the sky and shouted: "Everything is born with people, and no one is from heaven, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, and killed, and killed, seven words in a row, with every word firm and fierce!

"Kill!" Ai Nengqi and Sun Kewang were shocked at first, and then they took the headquarters out at the same time.

With the order of Zhang Xianzhong, there was no living mouth in the imperial capital Fengyang, and corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into a river!

In Yongcheng, Henan, a short, child-like old man was telling fortunes to others, and was talking nonsense. There was a "Little Banxian" linen hexagram card next to it.

"The so-called faith means there is, and if you don't believe it, there is no. But whether you believe it or not, it is difficult to do the way of heaven. Liu Bei of Shu Han, who is the one who has it, is it. The latter master is taboo Zen, what does Zen mean? If you abdicate and give it to him, then the Shu Han Dynasty will naturally be unprotected, and you have to give it to others!"

The two or three people around him nodded constantly and felt that it made sense. The more they listened, the more they were, the more they were, the more they were!

The old man said again: "Cao is a crowd, and Wei is a big one. If the crowd is a big one, the world will meet. Who can do that if you don't belong to Cao Wei?"

"Yes, yes, Banxian'er is right,

Yes!" Everyone nodded desperately.

One of them suddenly asked, "Banxian'er, what name should my grandson be named?"

"What's this?" The old man touched his chin, squinted his eyes, shook his head, and kept touching the copper coins on his hands.

The man immediately realized and smiled and said, "Oh, look at me, I don't know what to do. Haha, Banxian'er just asks for a good name for my precious grandson, and thanks me very much!" Then he took out a ingot of silver.

After getting the money, the old man's eyes opened immediately, shining brightly, and said with a gaze: "It's okay to say it, I will definitely give you a name that will protect your grandson's fortune and health and a hundred years of life."
Chapter completed!