"What do you say? Shanhaiguan is here? Li Zicheng got up sharply at this moment, and asked the generals around him in surprise.

"It's true, that person has now been introduced into the account of the Wei Prison Army, it seems that he is reporting some military order," General Zhang Xianzhong told in a deep voice.

"Let's go! Don't let that dead eunuch spoil the big thing" Li Zicheng rushed out of the big tent in a hurry, and Zhang Xianzhong also followed.

Li Zicheng's face was full of worry, and he actually had a guess in his heart about the dead eunuch's opinion about Shanhaiguan.

Thinking that there may still be people holding on to Shanhaiguan, Li Zicheng, who is stagnant here at the moment, has trouble sleeping.

"That damn killing a thousand knives......" Li Zicheng muttered as he walked, seemingly completely oblivious to the Praetorian Guards walking by.

However, the Praetorian Guards who passed by him only bowed their heads slightly, and they didn't even dare to look at Li Zicheng.

The commander of the right army of the Praetorian Guard, the second-rank minister of the DPRK, and the general of the Ming Dynasty, is one of the most famous people in the town today.

In the past, one person rode a hundred times, and crossed a hundred turns in the demon domain and the Ming Dynasty, and killed Li Zicheng, the king of tens of thousands of demon clans.

His name is too big, and in the Praetorian Guard at this time, only the Wei Jian Army, who has received a trace of grace from the saint, can faintly restrain him.

How could these little soldiers have the life to see him?

At this moment, in the main tent of the army, Wei Zhongxian was looking at the white-haired veteran in front of him with interest and asked, "Is there anyone still holding Shanhaiguan?" ”

Hearing the inquiry of the seemingly high-ranking prison army in front of him, Liu Hu did not dare to slack off, he knew that the survival of Shanhaiguan depended on him.

Xia Zhenshou and Lao Guan Lao Zhang have been fighting until this moment, he doesn't know, he only knows that he has to bring hope to them.

"So that the prison army knows that there are still people in Shanhaiguan at this moment, three soldiers, one town guard, a total of four," Liu Hu replied in a deep voice.

Wei Zhongxian didn't care how many soldiers survived, he only heard the three words of the town guard, thinking about the battle report received by the imperial court, he asked suspiciously against his memory:

"Zhu Zhenshou is still alive?"

"Dead."

"Then where did you come from?"

"Xia Zhenshou."

"Who?"

"Xia Yang, Xia Zhenshou."

"I remember that the imperial court has not appointed a new town guard......

"Our town guard, the town guard of Shanhaiguan."

"Bold!" As Wei Zhongxian's angry words came out, several of his own soldiers in the camp instantly controlled Liu Hu.

"What do you want to express! Is the court out of your eyes? Or Shanhaiguan is no longer in the hands of the imperial court! Liu Hu listened to Wei Zhongxian's reprimand, and his expression was still calm.

He understood from Wei Zhongxian's first sentence that the importance of Shanhaiguan did not seem to be in Wei Zhongxian's consideration.

Then what does he have to grovel to, maybe this army is camped and does not move towards Shanhaiguan, which is also his arrangement.

"Answer me!"

Liu Hu was still silent, Wei Zhongxian finally couldn't stand this person who seemed to be suddenly dumb, and he was indignant and ready to let people drag Liu Hu down.

"Why is the Wei Jian Army doing this~" The curtain of the camp tent was rudely opened, and a rough voice followed.

Li Zicheng stepped in like a tiger, looking at the scene in front of him, his face was full of smiles.

He happily walked to Liu Hu's side and just patted his shoulders at the two pro-soldiers who controlled him, and the two of them instantly felt a force like Mount Tai.

Li Zicheng kindly helped up Liu Hu, who was half-kneeling, and the two pro-soldiers had already stood aside with their heads bowed.

"Commander Lee! What do you mean by that? Wei Zhongxian watched Li Zicheng act recklessly, and finally couldn't help but roar loudly.

"Oh? What's wrong with me, I'm just having a friendly exchange with my anti-demon friend, what's wrong?"

"That's not allowed?" Li Zicheng's words became louder and louder, and even the last four words almost roared out.

His face had also changed back to a state of indifference, and he really wanted to ask what the dead eunuch really wanted.

Enter? Don't.

Pursuit? Don't.

Take the pro-army to recover Shanhaiguan yourself? Don't.

Li Zicheng thought about it and laughed again, he looked at Lao Liu, who was muddy all over his body, and seemed to have fallen down several times overnight.

Looking at Wei Zhongxian, who was sitting in a luxurious brocade robe, with a ruddy face and almost enjoyment, he just chuckled and said:

"The mud legs are naturally compatible with the mud legs, and the two of us mud legs will not dirty your eyes."

Looking at Wei Zhongxian's gloomy look, Li Zicheng was even happier, he didn't say much, he turned around and walked out with Liu Hu in his arms.

"Mud Legs ......"

"You're not some kind of mud leg." Wei Zhongxian seemed thoughtful, looking at their backs, his eyes flickering slightly.

"He's not a clay leg." Thinking of Liu Hu, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and even dared to talk back to him, he thought of Xia Zhenshou in his mouth.

Wei Zhongxian opened an unopened letter, and when he looked at the words on it, he showed a dark smile.

"The second prince seems to be in a hurry."

Wei Zhongxian muttered softly, and then gave the two pro-soldiers around him a look, and the two pro-soldiers who had let go of Liu Hu just now were dragged out by them.

The two men did not dare to resist, and there was only silent horror and despair on their faces.

"What happened to Shanhaiguan at this time?" Li Zicheng asked Liu Hu with concern.

"King Xie Chuang cares, the demon clan should start attacking, but Xia Zhen is guarding." Liu Hu replied calmly.

"Then Xia Zhenshou is very powerful?" Feeling Liu Hu's trust in Xia Zhenshou, Li Zicheng was very curious.

"One person guards the demon pass, and ten thousand enemies are just like that." After Liu Hu finished speaking, he seemed to think of Li Zicheng's romantic past, and then said.

"It's the same as before King Chuang."

"Hahaha, then I want to see that kid soon, and besides, what you just said in front of that dead eunuch really made me feel good."

"Don't worry, the dead eunuch will not send troops, for the sake of your Xia town guard, I will also send troops!"

Looking at the high-spirited Li Zicheng beside him, Liu Hu also nodded slightly at him with a smile on his face.

"By the way, what kind of cultivation is Xia Zhenshou?" Li Zicheng thought about the 10,000 enemies in Liu Hu's mouth and asked with a chuckle.

Isn't Mo also a Yuan Infant like him? Then why hasn't he seen a person with this surname in the court?

As soon as Li Zicheng finished thinking in his heart, he heard the words that shocked him.

"Xia Zhenshou seems to be just a Qi training period."

"But his qi training doesn't seem to be the same as ours."