Zhu Youzhen, who was doubly interested in Commander Zhang, opened the detailed information sent by Gao Qiqian.

According to the information, Zhang Yunyi was born in a military family in the capital, a hereditary family of 100 households. His life is not good, he is the third in the family, and he is not qualified to inherit the position of 100 households, so he has to find a way out.

As a child of a military family, Zhang Yunyi has learned martial arts since he was a child, and he is proficient in guns and sticks. Naturally, he still likes to work hard in the army.

At the age of eighteen, Zhang Yunyi left home to participate in the army recruitment, wanting to make a world with his own skills.

It is a pity that this era is no longer the era of the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

At present, various groups have been formed in the army, and various forces are intertwined.

Without a very hard relationship, Zhang Yunyi's ability cannot be improved, no matter how big he is.

In the army, he could only make a small banner at most, and he was in charge of a dozen brothers.

The Jing army has not participated in the battle for too many years. Zhang Yunyi still naively thought that he could not be promoted because he had no military exploits.

In order to obtain military merits, Zhang Yunyi tried every means to transfer himself to Liaodong.

In Liaodong, there were many battles, big and small, and Zhang Yunyi and his brothers finally ran in after several lives and deaths, and the young man's blood slowly cooled down.

Fighting on the battlefield, Zhang Yunyi also got a few beheadings. But what's the use? Zhang Yunyi desperately exchanged for the first rank, so he could only exchange a few meals of wine and meat for him and his brothers. What does his exploits and promotion have to do with him? That's all about the general's cronies.

Disheartened, Zhang Yunyi moved around and wanted to be transferred back to the capital.

The way has not yet been found, and the armies of all parties in Liaodong have gathered and are about to fight a big battle.

Zhang Yunyi participated in the Battle of Sarhu with the Marin Division. After the defeat of the battle, he did not report back to the Marin Department, but ran directly back to Liaoyang.

After Xiong Tingbi took over Liaodong, he strictly disciplined the military, and although Zhang Yunyi wanted to return to the capital, he was still left in Liaoyang to serve.

In the first year of Taichang, Xiong Tingbi resigned. Zhang Yunyi dissipated his savings for several years, and with the help of his family's relationship in Beijing, he got out of Liaoyang and was transferred back to the fifth military camp in Beijing.

Back in the capital, Zhang Yunyi messed around in the Fifth Military Camp for a while. However, having experience in the border army, he was always out of place in the battalion.

King Xin built a mansion, and he was selected by the five military camps to be sent to King Xin's residence.

Looking at this detailed information, Zhu Youzhen realized that Zhang Yunyi was not the super master he imagined, the king of special forces. He's just a defeated soldier, and a frightened defeated soldier.

But this one defeated soldier had an outstanding performance beyond ordinary people in the bloody battle of the silver car, which made Zhu Youzhen very surprised.

Although he didn't pay much attention to it, Zhu Youzhen knew that most of the guards recruited by King Xin's Mansion were from Beijing. The guards all have a certain level of martial arts skills, and although they are not really masters, they are all good at dealing with a few ordinary people. They should at least be at the level of an ordinary Ming army, right?

There was a very big gap between the performance of these guards and Zhang Yunyi's performance during the bloody battle of the silver car.

Compared to the guards, Zhang Yunyi is very strong. But in the battle of Salhu, he seemed to be frightened by the Houjin soldiers.

Calculate it so simply, how big a gap will there be between the combat power of the Ming army and the Houjin soldiers?

"How can there be such a big gap?"

Zhu Youzhen gasped. He was taken aback by his own inadvertent calculations.

"How is it possible, how can the combat effectiveness of the Ming army be so weak?"

"How did such a weak Ming army win the three major expeditions of Wanli?"

Zhu Youzhen was puzzled.

"Gao Qiqian, take the information on the battle of Sarhu, no, find all the information about Liaodong."

"Wang Chengen, call Zhang Yunyi to me."

Zhu Youzhen put down everything in his hand and ignored the time in front of him. He was eager to meet this Zhang Yunyi, and he hoped that Zhang Yunyi could solve this mystery for him.

In the martial arts arena of King Xin's mansion, Zhu Youzhen met Zhang Yunyi.

Zhang Yunyi is a stout middle-aged man, and he can't tell his exact age. His face was covered with a stray beard, and his body was obviously lacking in care, and his outfit looked shabby, with spots on it that appeared to be bloodstains.

Under the light, Zhang Yunyi looked at the thin young man in front of him and was surprised. He only heard that King Xin was young, but he didn't expect King Xin to be so young.

The king of faith in front of him is simply a childish big boy. He looks like he's only 13 or 4 years old.

Just glanced at His Royal Highness King Xin, Zhang Yunyi hurriedly knelt down and bowed, the strictness of etiquette is not a joke.

Looking at the bow of the rough man in front of him, Zhu Youzhen felt very uncomfortable. Although it has been two years since he came to this era, he still does not feel comfortable with prostration.

Especially when this kind of rugged and strong man with military temperament bowed, Zhu Youzhen was particularly uncomfortable.

The big man in the kneeling worship, where is there still a little bit of heroic spirit of a soldier?

Zhu Youzhen stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Yunyi, but he didn't pull it. "Well, the foundation is very solid."

"Get up, no need to be polite." Zhu Youzhen retracted his hand abruptly and asked casually, "Your name is Zhang Yunyi?" ”

"The little one is exact," Zhang Yunyi's voice was very rough.

"Move him a chair," Zhu Youzhen instructed the eunuch who was with him.

Zhang Yunyi was inexplicably grateful, no big man had ever treated him like this.

The king of faith is always bigger than the general army, right?

He served as a soldier in Liaodong for several years, and he didn't even meet the generals a few times. Not to mention, talk to the chief soldier.

When the chair was moved, Zhang Yunyi only dared to sit on the chair with his butt carefully. He remembered that this was how his father sat when he went to see Senhe-sama.

Seeing Zhang Yunyi's awkward approach, Zhu Youzhen smiled slightly. He walked over and patted Zhang Yunyi on the shoulder, "Do it well, you look like this, Lone feels awkward for you." ”

Zhang Yunyi's face flushed, and he moved his ass to the chair and sat firmly. However, he didn't dare to lean on the back of the chair.

Seeing that he was done, Zhu Youzhen clapped his hands and returned to his seat. "That's right, I see that you have military experience, and you have personally participated in the battle of Sarhu?"

Hearing His Royal Highness King Xin's inquiry, Zhang Yunyi stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and he looked extremely ashamed.

"Sit down, sit down." Zhu Youzhen deliberately didn't look at his face, and asked directly: "What was the situation at that time in the Battle of Salhu?" Is it what the rumors are everywhere now? You are a first-hand experiencer, and you want to hear what you have seen. ”

Seeing Zhu Youzhen's clear eyes, there was no hint of sarcasm in his eyes, only a strong desire to learn. Zhang Yunyi opened his mouth and sat down again, he understood that His Royal Highness King Xin did not mean to laugh at him.

Salhu is Zhang Yunyi's reverse scale, and when he was in the military camp, he didn't know how many times he fought with others for this.

Every time someone mentions Salhu in front of him, it is accompanied by a deep disdain.

For this kind of disdain, Zhang Yunyi couldn't understand how people who had not experienced it were qualified to comment on the Battle of Salhu.

How many times did he dream back at midnight, Zhang Yunyi was awakened in a cold sweat, and the blood of the brothers always condensed in front of his eyes.

Salhu has become a deep thorn in Zhang Yunyi's heart.

The thorn was so deep that it had burst into pus.