Li Zicheng stepped forward and patted Xia Yang's shoulder, and asked as if he had a feeling: "Xia Zhenshou, where is your hometown?" ”

Hearing Li Zicheng's inquiry, Xia Yang's eyes showed a little thought, and then he slowly pulled out the long sword from the scabbard.

Turning around and pointing in a certain direction behind Shanhaiguan, Li Zicheng's eyes followed the direction of the long sword, which was the direction of Kyoto.

"Where is your hometown, Kyoto? Then why do you ......" Li Zicheng looked at Xia Yang suspiciously, after all, the children of Kyoto only eat elegance and do not know soldiers.

So for Xia Yang, who may be from Kyoto, it is really a rare thing that he can appear in the demon army on this mountain pass.

"Although I am from Kyoto, I am not a Kyoto son, my mother died early, and my father is a teacher who lives in ...... house," Xia Yang said slowly while recalling his memories.

"Eight years ago, my father was unfortunately involved in the Imperial City Seizure Incident, just because he would serve as a doctor in the Imperial Prison." Xia Yang's timbre gradually became deeper.

Li Zicheng on the side showed a look of clarity on his face, he obviously understood what it meant.

After all, he is also a high-ranking member of the Ming Dynasty, and he has also experienced the terrifying storm eight years ago.

He only knew that eight years ago in Kyoto, that night, Emperor Mingyou knocked on the gate of the inner city of the imperial city with three people.

Overnight, the situation changed, Emperor Wu of Ming was killed in the Golden Dragon Palace, and his eighteen princes were also killed.

The Ming Dynasty opened a new day.

Later, Emperor Mingyou launched a large-scale purge of the remnants of the previous dynasty in the country, and it was obvious that Xia Yang's father, who was a doctor in the imperial prison......

Looking at Xia Yang, who didn't speak, Li Zicheng had already understood what happened after that, and it was estimated that the Xia Yang in front of him was also lucky to survive.

"This Emperor Mingyou is really a generation of faint monarchs, and all the thousands of miles of territory led by Emperor Wu to the Ming people were sent to him." Li Zicheng was obviously very dissatisfied with the current Emperor Ming, and said to Xia Yang indignantly.

Xia Yang didn't react too much when he listened to Li Zicheng's words, because everything was too far away from him, and the emperor was not the emperor, and he didn't care about it now.

"One day, I will take my sword into the golden dragon and ask him what my father's sin is."

"But now, I'm going to hold this place, not for the broken emperor." Xia Yang's face was still so calm, but under his calm face, there seemed to be some turbulent emotions hidden.

After Xia Yang said these two words, he returned to silence, put away his long sword and walked down the city wall.

Looking at Xia Yang's back, Li Zicheng's eyes showed some appreciation, and then he also got up and followed.

"Hey, hey, Xia Zhenshou, go slowly......" Li Zicheng's big voice was roaring again.

………………

"You mean that these 3,000 are going to be left to me? Leave it to Shanhaiguan? ”

Looking at the neat and majestic red-armored army of the three thousand troops in front of him, Xia Yang looked at Li Zicheng who was chuckling beside him in disbelief.

Li Zicheng looked at his pro-army and touched his chin and said, "Not bad, yes, they are all handsome sons, not to my pro-army!" ”

Xia Yang listened to Li Zicheng's boasting with a helpless face, but he poked Li Zicheng's waist with the scabbard again.

"Be serious......"

"Well, I'll leave it to you." Li Zicheng didn't joke anymore this time, but said to Xia Yang seriously.

"Why?" Xia Yang was obviously still curious, and when he just got off the wall, he was stopped by this Li Zicheng loudly, and he said that he wanted to give himself a big gift.

Then he was brought to the three thousand sergeants, and then heard Li Zicheng say a bold sentence: "My soldiers, give you Shanhaiguan!" ”

Looking at the three thousand red armor in front of him, Li Zicheng was actually a little reluctant, but he was just ......

"Ugh." Hearing Xia Yang's inquiry, Li Zicheng was silent for a long time and still said: "I just received the news that the eunuch has returned to Beijing with most of the Praetorian Guards."

"He didn't come to Shanhaiguan, and he didn't inform me to return to Beijing directly, I guess the dead eunuch went back to sue the emperor......" Li Zicheng said as he said with a few wisps of disgust on his face.

"How can this be? Why is it wrong for you to bring troops to reinforce Shanhaiguan? At most, the eunuch can only give you a hat that disrespects military orders. Xia Yang was skeptical of the eunuch's methods, and his face showed a little disdain.

"I have resisted the decree." Li Zicheng suddenly said something earth-shattering.

"What? Are you resisting? Big brother, you are a general! The anti-decree is also leading the pro-army......" Xia Yang suddenly understood what Li Zicheng meant, and then looked at the army in front of him.

"So, do you feel that you will be liquidated by the emperor when you go back this time? So why don't you just leave your pro-army at Shanhaiguan? Xia Yang expressed his guess about Li Zicheng's thoughts.

"The emperor doesn't dare to do anything to me, don't worry, he can't afford to send people to Shanhaiguan anymore." Li Zicheng didn't seem to care about the threat from the emperor at all.

"I'll go back, just to let him know that I, Lao Li, still want to play with him now......" Li Zicheng smiled and laughed sarcastically.

"The emperor can't afford to send people to Shanhaiguan anymore?" Xia Yang didn't care what happened to Li Zicheng, just kidding, a Yuanying general, it is estimated that the emperor will do something to him, and he can directly penetrate the imperial city.

So he is more concerned about his Shanhaiguan.

"As I told you, the emperor is dying, and Kyoto is about to be turbulent again, at that time, no one will care about your Shanhaiguan ......"

"Well, with my army of 3,000! What else is there to be afraid of in your Xia Yang? After Li Zicheng finished speaking, he looked at Xia Yang and laughed.

Also, I didn't expect any help from Kyoto, but this time there are Li Zicheng's 3,000 troops.

"Hahahaha, what you said is right, then I will accept your three thousand red armor, and when you are in the mountains and seas, I will return it in full!"

"Take good care of them." Li Zicheng patted Xia Yang's shoulder earnestly, and then turned to look at his pro-army in front of him.

Li Zicheng's loud voice roared out again: "You guys listen to me well!" Starting today, you are the soldiers of Xia Yang Xia's guards! ”

"The task is to help Xia Zhen guard the Shanhaiguan well! If anyone lets me know that I'm lazy here, then my old Li won't have any mercy! ”

"Did you hear it?" Li Zicheng was staring at his three thousand red armors with deep eyes at the moment, waiting for their answer.

"I heard you!" Three thousand voices of different timbres sounded in unison, converging into a trumpet that sounded like thunder and a bell.

"The army is like a tiger, and it is invincible." Xia Yang has a different understanding of the pro-army in front of him at this moment.

This is a different army from the average elite, breaking into the army, and it seems to have more heroism.

Three thousand red armor troops, heroic and heroic.