Please ask me to be the emperor

"General Li!" Qian Jimin, the guard of Wanquan's left guard, quickly bowed to Li Zicheng.

"No need to be polite!" Li Zicheng, who had always been taciturn, said politely and stopped talking. Instead, he looked at Zuo Weicheng carefully.

Wanquan's left guard is sixty miles west of Xuanfu City, and forty miles south of Wanquan's right guard. It is located on the south bank of Yanghe River, straddling the main road of Yanghe River Valley, and is the western gateway of Xuanfu.

Li Zicheng and Song Xiance originally thought so. Who would have thought that it was not until he entered Zuowei City in person that he discovered that the facts were completely different from what he imagined.

Why?

It turns out that although Wanquanzuo Acropolis has enough space for a Saturday and looks quite huge, in fact the city walls are low, the walls are in tatters, and the defense facilities have been in disrepair for most of the year.

This large Zuowei City is even sparsely populated, and nine out of ten rooms are empty.

Except for guarding Qian Jimin and the three to five hundred soldiers under his command, not many people were seen walking around, almost giving people the feeling of a "ghost town".

"What's going on in Zuowei City?" Li Zicheng couldn't help but ask after observing for a long time.

"General!" Although Li Zicheng's question was confused, it did not prevent Qian Jimin from understanding his question.

"This Zuowei City originally had more than 700 residents and 556 officers and soldiers."

"Only because the Tatars invaded the city in the seventh year of Chongzhen, the city was vast and sparsely populated, and could not be defended, so it fell into captivity."

"After being burned and killed by the Tatars, many people died and many officers and soldiers were injured, so that the city became increasingly empty."

"It's been almost two years, why haven't you recruited people and repaired the city wall?" Li Zicheng also lives in the border areas and feels the pain of the Tatar invasion, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Repair? Why repair? Now that you can't even pay for food and wages, you still want to build the city?" Qian Jimin said with a bitter smile, "Otherwise, everyone wouldn't take the initiative to seek refuge with King Shun."

Well, at this moment Li Zicheng felt a little sympathetic to Zhang Shun.

Where do you mean "King Shun"? It’s like adopting a lot of godsons!

As the leader of a rebel army, he was quite impressed with how he spent his whole day trying to "raise his godson".

Anyway, now that I am someone else's "godson", I finally can't help but worry about these bad things.

Thinking of this, Li Zicheng couldn't help but comforted him and said: "It doesn't matter, everything will be fine when King Shun comes."

"Hopefully!" Qian Jimin shook his head, looked back at the three to four hundred soldiers behind him who were like beggars, and couldn't help but responded lightly.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Li Zicheng originally wanted to offer some words of comfort, but he didn't know where to start.

After being silent for a long time, he finally had to change his words and asked: "What is the situation with Wanquan Youwei and Zhangjiakou Fort? Is it still the same as Zuowei?"

"Wanquan City is thirty paces in a Saturday and is three feet and five feet high. It is located between two rivers. It has two gates, the north and the south. It looks like a sedan, so it is also called the Sedan City." Qian Jimin shook his head when he heard this. .

"This city has its back supported by a long wall, facing the ocean water, its left side facing the danger of being in the middle of nowhere, and its right side embracing the solidity in the clouds." We chose the one that is perfect, so it is called: Wanquan."

"The city has a staff general, a guard commander, a garrison officer, a camp commander, and five general officers. It has jurisdiction over five castles: Zhangjiakou, Shanfang, Xinkou, Xinhekou and Ximalin. There are about five thousand soldiers under his command."

"Oh? Got it!" Li Zicheng pondered for a moment, then waved Qian Jimin away and said, "General Qian Shen, please go and do your business. I will take care of it myself."

Qian Jimin originally wanted to take advantage of the autumn breeze, but when he saw that Li Zicheng didn't show any sign of it, he had to leave in disappointment.

As soon as Qian Jimin left, Fatty Zhang couldn't help but ask: "'General Chuang,' what should we do?"

"Erge Wanquan's right guard is a bit difficult to fight, so let's start elsewhere." Li Zicheng said expressionlessly, "If we win the other forts, I wonder if he can still sit still!"

"Hey, don't tell me, this is really a solution!" Fatty Zhang, who was originally worried, was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel reassured.

The two took a short rest in Zuowei City, and then divided their troops into two groups.

One group was led by Li Zicheng and went straight to Wanquan Youwei; the other group was led by Fatty Zhang and went to the three forts of Ximalin, Xinhekou and Xinkou in the northwest.

Not to mention what happened to Fatty Zhang, let's talk about Li Zicheng leading his cavalry army to arrive at Wanquan Youwei City in just over an hour.

Wanquan City has already been prepared. On the west road, General Wanquan's right guard couldn't help but stand on the top of the city and shouted: "The traitors and traitors are occupying my town. If you have the guts, just attack!"

Li Zicheng couldn't help scolding him, and after pondering for a long time, he responded awkwardly: "No matter... stop talking nonsense, I will see the real deal under my hands!"

The general couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly ordered the guards, guards, and camp commanders to guard various places to guard against the rebels' attack on the city.

It was just that everyone had been busy for a while and finally took a breath. When they looked outside, they saw the rebel army, as steady as a mountain, resting where they had just been outside the city.

The general couldn't help but said angrily: "What a thief, but a treacherous one. If we didn't agree to attack the city, why not attack it?"

"Ah? Who said we didn't attack the city?" Li Zicheng responded in surprise when he heard this, then looked up at the sinking sun and explained.

"By the way, our people have gone to attack the forts such as Zimalin, Xinhekou and Xinkou. After the forts are taken down, we will attack Wanquan City again."

"How dare you, thief!" The general was shocked when he heard this, and all of his subordinates turned pale.

Why?

It turns out that after General Wan Quan's right guard on the West Road raised his troops, he would be besieged by the rebel army.

Therefore, they took the lead in transferring the garrison troops from Ximalin, Xinhekou, Xinkaikai, Shanfang and Zhangjiakou to strengthen the defense of Wanquan City.

But he never expected that this time the rebels would not only come in large numbers, but also on horseback.

As a result, there was a tactic of one battalion of cavalry troops guarding Wanquan City, and another battalion of cavalry troops attacking other castles one by one.

"This... this is over!" Everyone in the city looked at me, and I looked at you, and their hearts suddenly became cold.

"No...it doesn't matter. As long as we hold on until the Xuanfu city is in chaos and the elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty arrive, there is still hope for everything..." The general couldn't help but cheer up.

"Hold it? I think I can't hold it anymore!" One of the bosses said with a bitter smile after hearing this.

"Since 'King Shun' can send so many troops to attack us, I'm afraid Xuanfu City has stabilized its situation."

As soon as this person said this, everyone's faces turned pale.

"How about... how about we go out of the city to fight the fight he created, and then we have to worry about it?" Just as everyone was frowning, the guard couldn't help but come up with an idea.

"If it doesn't work, we might as well give up on Zhangjiakou and go directly to the Qing Dynasty!"

"Hey, what is this?" When everyone said this, they couldn't help tightening their swords and guns, and smiled bitterly.

"You can take advantage of someone else's shortcomings, there's nothing you can do about it!" The general smiled bitterly, and suddenly he felt unsure.

Why?

It turns out that in this Ming army guard station, the staff generals, guard commanders, garrison officers and other low-level officers were all related by marriage to each other, and they were intertwined.

As for trade and exchange, Wanquan Youwei and Zhangjiakou Fort are the most prosperous places in the entire frontier with the most complicated stakes.

Others eat meat and they drink soup. Over the years, these people have made profits from it.

However, whether this profit-making status quo can be maintained is their biggest concern.

As a result, news has just come from the "Eight Great Families" who have the most authority over border trade.

The "Fan family" was uprooted in Jiexiu's hometown, but the four families of Wang, Hou, Ji, and Liang became new "shun thieves".

When the original system could not be maintained, people who were already inclined to seek refuge with the "Qing Dynasty" became even more dissatisfied with the "conforming thieves" after hearing this.

As the saying goes: I only see new people smiling, but how can I hear old people crying?

Now that the "shun thieves" have new "merchants" under their control, where is their place?

Therefore, they took advantage of the unstable footing of the "conforming thieves" to instigate "rebellion".

But who would have thought that fighting is not a child's play.

Everyone just raised the flag here, and the soldiers and horses of the "Successful Thief" arrived in front of them.