Chapter 164: Recovering Kunming and the Qing Court’s Shock
At this moment.
Peng Feng then led the Southern Ming people, leaving Bamboo City.
The target, directly to take Kunming.
Now, they must first recover Kunming.
On the way, they also encountered the Loyal Prince Li Dingguo.
Li Dingguo had intercepted Wu Sangui’s army in the middle, losing more than two thousand men, and now only had over two thousand left.
When Li Dingguo saw Emperor Yongli Zhu Youlang, he immediately dismounted and bowed to the Emperor. After bowing, he asked strangely, “Your Majesty, why are you here? Wu Sangui is leading an army of sixty thousand to capture Your Majesty.”
Emperor Yongli smiled and said, “That dog thief Wu Sangui did indeed lead sixty thousand troops to capture me. But, he did not expect that I have the help of a heaven-sent divine being. Come, come, Loyal Prince, let me introduce you.”
He pointed at Peng Feng, enthusiastically introducing him, “This is the heaven-sent divine being, Old Senior Peng. Old Senior Peng is an expert from the Martial Artist Era. When he first landed, he killed three thousand Burmese in a few moments with his sword qi.”
“When Wu Sangui attacked, Old Senior Peng directly froze the sixty thousand Qing troops. Then, in an instant, he killed all sixty thousand of them. Wu Sangui was also subjected to slow slicing.”
“I also have Wu Sangui’s head here. When we recover Beijing, we will use Wu Sangui’s head to comfort the ancestors in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.”
This time, it was Li Dingguo, the number one general of the late Ming Dynasty, who was shocked.
When he previously heard the rumors of a heaven-sent divine being killing three thousand Burmese soldiers, he felt it was incredible.
But now, this heaven-sent divine being had actually killed sixty thousand Qing soldiers in an instant, which was too unbelievable.
Moreover, Li Dingguo knew Wu Sangui, and Wu Sangui’s head was there, which could not be faked.
In other words, this heaven-sent divine being slaughtering sixty thousand Qing soldiers alone was real!
Li Dingguo was overjoyed.
He immediately bowed three times to Peng Feng, “Thank you, Old Senior Peng, for saving the nation. Please allow Li to bow three times.”
Peng Feng quickly helped Li Dingguo up.
In every era, there are some of the most loyal and righteous figures.
Yue Fei in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Xin Qiji and Wen Tianxiang in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Yu Qian in the mid-Ming Dynasty.
And Li Dingguo in the late Ming Dynasty.
Li Dingguo, who had fought for thousands of miles, supported the Southern Ming’s territory alone, and killed two Qing princes. In the original history, Li Dingguo, with disheveled hair and bare feet, cried out and beat the ground, his eyes filled with blood and tears, wailing, “I have failed the Ming, and I have failed the Emperor. How can I face the world?”
Before his death, he also instructed his son and subordinates, “It is better to die in the wilderness than to surrender to the Qing.”
Such a person deserves everyone’s respect.
“Loyal Prince, you don’t need to be so polite. I have also heard of the Loyal Prince’s great name. The Loyal Prince is the Heaven-Supporting Jade Pillar and the Sea-Stabilizing Purple Golden Beam of the Ming Dynasty, admirable.” Peng Feng smiled slightly and helped Li Dingguo up.
Then, Li Dingguo’s army of over two thousand men also joined them, heading towards Kunming.
And Peng Feng and the Southern Ming people arrived at the city walls of Kunming.
At first, Li Dingguo thought that Kunming had twenty thousand defenders and that Ma Bao, Wu Sangui’s number one general, was there, making it difficult to break through the city.
But Peng Feng immediately showed him how to break through the city, directly using the Ten Directions North Pole Freezing Demon Path to wrap the city walls, and then freezing all the people on the city walls into ice sculptures, easily breaking through the city.
Then, they successfully recovered Kunming.
Southern Ming history records: In the year 1661, on November 15th, Old Senior Peng Feng broke through the city alone, directly occupying Kunming, which was the first step on the road to recovery.
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Peng Feng killed sixty thousand people in Myanmar without leaving a single survivor, and could still keep the news secret.
But now, Peng Feng directly and openly occupied Kunming, so it could no longer be kept secret.
Suddenly, the news of Kunming’s recovery spread.
Causing shock throughout the world.
The Han traitor Prince of Pacifying the South, Shang Kexi in Guangdong, was the first to receive the news: “What, Wu Sangui was defeated, and even Kunming has been occupied? Of the eighty thousand troops, only a few scattered survivors escaped? What happened? Li Dingguo shouldn’t have so many troops at hand right now.”
“What, a heaven-sent divine being? This divine being can bring ten thousand years of cold ice, directly freezing people to death in the ice. This divine being can fight tens of thousands alone. How is this possible?”
“Is this really something a human can do?”
“Could it be that the legendary ancient martial artists are actually real?”
“If this is true, this heaven-sent divine being has occupied Kunming, and the next step is probably to attack my Guangdong. This is a big problem.”
Suddenly, Prince of Pacifying the South, Shang Kexi, became extremely anxious.
And the great Han traitor Prince of Pacifying the South, Geng Jingzhong in Fujian, was also shocked after receiving the news. His reaction was similar to that of the great Han traitor Prince of Pacifying the South, except that Geng Jingzhong was in Fujian, far from Yunnan, so he was not as anxious as Geng Jingzhong.
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And Zheng Chenggong in Taiwan, after receiving this news, also found it unbelievable. How could this be possible? But after exchanging several letters with Emperor Yongli and Li Dingguo, he believed the truth of the matter.
Zheng Chenggong laughed heartily, “Hahahaha, good, good, really good. This is too great. With such a heaven-sent divine being helping us, my Ming has hope.”
“Prepare to send troops to assist the royal army.”
“Yes.” The generals under Zheng Chenggong were also very excited. With such a powerful divine being helping them, the success rate of the Ming’s restoration was much, much higher.
Of course, it was not just Zheng Chenggong who was happy.
The common people, after hearing this news and confirming it, were all very excited. Although they did not dare to say it publicly, they were all extremely excited in private, “Hahahaha, this is great. It’s really great. As long as the Ming is restored, we finally don’t have to shave this money rat tail. And we don’t have to be oppressed by foreigners anymore.”
“The hatred of being slaughtered by the Manchu Tartars in the past finally has a chance for revenge.”
“Restore our homeland.”
“Restore our homeland.”
Everyone was excited beyond words. This was the best news they had received since Li Dingguo killed two Qing princes.
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And at this time.
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In the Qing court, the atmosphere was not good.
Within the Qing court.
Sitting on the throne was the eight-year-old child, Kangxi.
Kangxi was only eight years old, short in stature, and his face was covered with pockmarks, making him extremely ugly. These were the pockmarks left after surviving smallpox. It was said that many princes in the early Qing Dynasty died of smallpox, so Shunzhi decided that since Kangxi had survived smallpox, he would not die of it in the future, and thus Kangxi became the crown prince.
This was also the origin of Kang Mazi’s (Pockmarked Kang) name.
Kangxi himself was a short, ugly man with a pockmarked face.
Below the throne were the four great ministers of the Qing Dynasty: Aobai, Ebilun, Suksahe, and Soni.
Aobai was fifty-two years old this year, but he did not look old at all. He still looked like a strong man in his forties. This man had a leopard’s head and a full black beard, making him look quite fierce.
Aobai came from a family of generals and was proficient in riding and archery. He followed Huang Taiji in battles everywhere, conquered Pi Island, participated in the Battle of Songjin, and participated in the suppression of the peasant uprising. This man was already the most powerful official in the Qing Dynasty. His words were absolute in the court, and his arrogance had recently become quite blatant.
The remaining three assistant ministers, Ebilun, Suksahe, and Soni, were not as impressive.
Besides them, Fan Wencheng was also standing in the hall.
Fan Wencheng was almost seventy years old at this time, and he looked old with white hair.
This old Han traitor, Fan Wencheng, was also a famous figure on the traitor list. Because he failed the imperial examination, he defected to Huang Taiji and devised various treacherous schemes, making great contributions to the Qing’s conquest of the Central Plains.
As a result, his beautiful wife was forcibly taken by Dodo for three months, and he did not even dare to fart, and continued to help the Qing plot against the Han people’s world.
This person can be called a great Han traitor, a great green-haired turtle, and a great cuckolded slave. The cheapness and baseness in this person’s bones cannot be concealed even from three thousand miles away. He is truly the number one cheapskate of all time.
And there was also the great Han traitor Hong Chengchou. Hong Chengchou was quite handsome, which was a waste of such a good appearance.
“Everyone, news has come from the south that Wu Sangui is dead. His eighty thousand troops were completely annihilated. Kunming has fallen back into the hands of the Ming.” Aobai said.
“What? Wu Sangui’s eighty thousand troops are all gone? How does the Ming Dynasty have such a strong force now?”
“Could it be Li Dingguo who did it? But that’s not right. Li Dingguo has been suppressed by us for so many years, and his troops should definitely not exceed ten thousand. Wu Sangui has also been a military strategist for many years, how could his eighty thousand troops be completely annihilated?”
Aobai said, “According to the news, there is a heaven-sent divine being on the Ming side. This person can use ice magic and freeze tens of thousands of people to death in one go. Wu Sangui’s eighty thousand troops were killed by this person. You may not believe it, but this is the truth.”
Suddenly, the Qing court was in complete chaos.
“What exactly is going on?” Someone couldn’t help but ask.
Aobai then said, “As far as I know, the ancient martial artists mentioned in ancient books are real! Now, there must be an ancient martial artist on the Southern Ming side to cause such an effect.”
“What?”
“Ancient martial artists are actually real?”
“How is this possible?”
The general officials really found it hard to believe.
But the Qing imperial family actually knew that ancient martial artists had existed.
“Then, according to what Lord Aobai sees, what should we do?”
“This suddenly appearing ancient martial artist can kill Wu Sangui’s eighty thousand troops. It seems that the scattered troops in the south cannot deal with him either. I will lead the army to deal with him.” Aobai said with full confidence.
Then, he said to the eight-year-old Kangxi on the throne, “Your Majesty, is my proposal okay?”
A sharp glint flashed in Kangxi’s eyes for a moment.
This Aobai, from beginning to end, did not ask for his opinion at all. Only after reaching a conclusion did he casually ask for the opinion of him, the emperor, completely disregarding him.
Aobai, deserves to die.
Of course, Kangxi also knew that he had just ascended the throne and could not kill Aobai yet, he had to wait for an opportunity.
“Approved.” Kangxi nodded.
“Good.” Aobai laughed heartily.
Then, he mobilized three hundred thousand troops from the forces near the capital, preparing to go to war.
Of course, Aobai did not only have these three hundred thousand troops.
He also had another big trump card.
He was also an ancient martial artist.
The reason why ancient martial artists disappeared was because there was no heaven and earth spiritual energy, so they could not cultivate.
Among the thousands of cultivation methods of ancient martial artists, there was one method that did not require heaven and earth spiritual energy to cultivate, and that was the Blood Demon Great Skill that had been popularized before. The source of energy for this skill was not heaven and earth spiritual energy, but the fresh blood of others.
By absorbing the fresh blood of others, one could become stronger.
In history, there was the cannibalistic demon king Zhu Can in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
And the cannibalistic demon king Qin Zongquan in the late Tang Dynasty.
And Gao Mingshun, the actual controller of Dali Kingdom, who was killed by Peng Feng in the Northern Song Dynasty.
These people had all cultivated this Blood Demon Great Skill.
Peng Feng had burned this Blood Demon Great Skill back then.
However, this skill had still leaked out in other places.
And Aobai had cultivated this Blood Demon Great Skill, absorbed the fresh blood of tens of thousands of Han people, and after murdering tens of thousands of Han people, he had reached the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.
Aobai not only had three hundred thousand troops, but also the strength of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, so he was full of confidence to go and destroy Peng Feng, this heaven-sent divine being.
In his mind, with so many trump cards, how could he lose?
Even if a flying dragon was on his face, he would not lose!!!
I had things to do all day today, and I came home at night to write, so the update is late, sorry.
There will be another update tonight, but it will be very late, you can read it tomorrow morning.
