When Zhang Xianzhong saw Li Dingguo, he could hardly believe his eyes.

"Dingguo? You, why are you here!"

Li Dingguo expressed his eager expression and waved to Zhang Xianzhong repeatedly.

"Father, it's not the time to say this now. The Ming army is about to chase you. Come on the boat!"

Upon hearing this, the escort commander around Zhang Xianzhong immediately followed several other guards and pushed Zhang Xianzhong onto the ship.

The boat was very small and could only accommodate four or five people. Therefore, the guard commander took two more onto the boat, and the other guards fled to their own lives.

Li Dingguo struggled to support the long pole in his hand, pushed the boat away from the shore, and began to go along the river toward the west.

The escort leader said, "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Li Dingguo Highway: "Go to Poyang Lake! After entering the lake, the Ming army's navy will not catch up with us. Then we will dock and find a way to leave."

After hearing this, the escort leader thought for a moment, and felt that it was indeed a feasible time, so he said, "Let me take the boat and let me take turns to come. Your Highness should sit with the king."

Li Dingguo was indeed tired. He wiped the sweat from his head, handed the long pole to the guard commander, and then sat in front of Zhang Xianzhong.

After a while, the boat gradually moved away from the river bank just now, and the Ming army's shouts of killing gradually disappeared among the reeds.

Everyone on the boat breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Dingguo wiped his sweat and showed a rare smile to Zhang Xianzhong: "I heard someone say when I left, Father, you are here, my son has been rushing around, and finally caught up."

Zhang Xianzhong looked at Li Dingguo, and the expression on his face was as complicated as the mood in his heart.

After a while, Zhang Xianzhong said: "How did you escape from Jiujiang City?"

Li Dingguodao: "I have several subordinates. After learning that someone in the city had betrayed my father, they immediately came to find I. I originally wanted to counterattack and regain Jiujiang City, but..."

Speaking of this, Li Dingguo was obviously silent for a moment before saying, "...but the Ming army's musketeers arrived."

Zhang Xianzhong's cheek muscles trembled significantly.

A few seconds later, Zhang Xianzhong sighed: "You are right. I should pay attention to your opinions. The musketeers of the Ming army...ah!"

It is no exaggeration to say that this war was the Ming army's musketeers ruthlessly defeating all Zhang Xianzhong's elite troops directly on the front.

Li Dingguo's mood was obviously very complicated, and he said, "Don't worry, Father, when we return to Hubei to continue recruiting soldiers, we can still make a comeback. There are still many troops in Wuchang."

Zhang Xianzhong nodded slightly, neither of them was in the mood to speak, and they were silent all the way.

At dusk, several people got off the boat next to a small village by the lake and entered a village.

The arrival of several people brought a lot of commotion to the village and was once surrounded by hundreds of villagers.

Zhang Xianzhong made a quick decision and asked the people around him to gather together and took out dozens of taels of silver. Not only did he resolve the crisis, but he also exchanged for a delicious meal, a few simple and low-key old clothes for the villagers and a temporary place to settle down.

The escort commander had an objection to this: "The little people actually disrespect the king and should be punished well."

Zhang Xianzhong shook his head and said, "What we need now is to be low-key. If we expose our whereabouts, it will ruin big things."

The group of people ate the food voraciously, and then they found their own places to fall asleep.

The villagers gave them a place to stay with a abandoned house near the entrance of the village. Although it is not very comfortable, it can at least shelter from wind and rain.

Li Dingguo slept in the small bedroom next to the main hall. So many things happened this day had already made him physically and mentally exhausted, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Dingguo was woken up.

"Father?" Li Dingguo looked up and found that it was Zhang Xianzhong who woke him up. He was a little surprised.

Zhang Xianzhong's expression was extremely calm and he said calmly: "Dingguo, follow me and come out. Remember, don't lose my face."

Li Dingguo stood up in a daze, watched Zhang Xianzhong walk towards the main hall outside, and hurriedly followed.

Zhang Xianzhong stretched out his hand and opened the main hall. The light of countless torches outside instantly shone in, making Li Dingguo unable to open his eyes.

After a few seconds, Li Dingguo, who had finally gotten used to it, blinked and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Countless Ming soldiers held torches and surrounded the house where Li Dingguo was located.

Zhang Xianzhong sighed: "The sad villagers, I forgot my righteousness when I see small profits."

A voice sounded: "You are wrong, King of the West. The silver you gave them is fifty-four taels, and the silver I gave them is ten thousand taels. How can this be called forgetting righteousness when seeing small profits? It should be forgetting small profits when seeing big profits."

Zhang Xianzhong narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhu Ciyang who appeared surrounded by many Ming troops: "Is it His Highness Zhu Ciyang, the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, in front of him?"

Zhu Cilang nodded at Zhang Xianzhong with a smile: "We finally met, King of the West. As a respect for you, you can choose a way to die."

Zhang Xianzhong was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is indeed speaking quickly."

Zhu Cilang laughed and said, "The main reason is that I am so happy. You know, that guy Li Zicheng has escaped from this palace many times."

Zhang Xianzhong laughed: "I didn't expect that I was not as good as Li Zicheng when I was uprising, and even my ability to escape was inferior to Li Zicheng."

After a moment, Zhang Xianzhong laughed and stopped. He looked at Zhu Cixuan and said, "I heard that the Crown Prince's shooting skills are very good. If possible, I hope to die under the Crown Prince's gun."

Zhu Cixuan was obviously a little surprised. After several seconds, he nodded and said, "It's okay. Does the Great Western King have any other requirements?"

Zhang Xianzhong thought for a while, turned to look at Li Dingguo, and said, "Dingguo Wuer, come, kneel in front of me."

Li Dingguo took a deep breath, and knelt in front of Zhang Xianzhong with a determined expression on his face.

Zhang Xianzhong slapped Li Dingguo on the back of the head with a palm, knocking Li Dingguo out of the way.

Then, Zhang Xianzhong raised his head and said to Zhu Cilang: "I fought countless times in my life, which is worth the vain. This Li Dingguo is my adopted son. Although he is young, he is quite capable. I have always thought that he is the only person qualified to replace me. If His Royal Highness can use it, you might as well use it. If it cannot be used, please spare his life."

Zhang Xianzhong thought Zhu Cilang would think about it, but he didn't expect Zhu Cilang to agree very happily: "Okay, no problem."

Zhang Xianzhong nodded, looked at Li Dingguo who was already unconscious on the ground, and then turned his gaze to the guards beside him, and his expression gradually became severe.

"I am defeated in the battle, and it is enough to go on the road alone. You and others must live well. If you see you on the road of the underworld, then you will throw you into the animal path and will never be reborn!"

The guard leader kept trembling, gritting his teeth, and nodding desperately.

Zhang Xianzhong turned to look at Zhu Ciyang and smiled and said, "A Li Dingguo has let go, so your highness should have something to spare a few more lives, right?"

Zhu Cilang nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zhang Xianzhong opened his hands and walked towards Zhu Cixuan step by step.

"bring it on."

"Bang!"

On February 22, in the 17th year of Chongzhen, Zhang Xianzhong died on the shore of Poyang Lake.
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