(If you change the scene, will it feel a little fresh?)

The sixth year of the Tianqi period, the 22nd month of the fourth lunar month, morning...

The Yingen Gate on the west side of Shanhaiguan slowly opened, and several Ming soldiers came out listlessly carrying white wax guns. They pushed open the horses piled up in front of the city gate, leaving a small gap so that people could pass through. Outside the city gate, dozens of villagers were whispering, waiting to enter the city.

At this time, the capital was a little warm, but Shanhaiguan did not feel the arrival of summer. The sea breeze blowing along the valley in the morning was a little cool. The tentacles of the Little Ice Age have not yet fully unfolded in East Asia. For people of this era, they just feel that the cold time seems to be getting longer and longer.

Shanhaiguan was originally in a dangerous terrain, and the battle in Ningyuan a few months ago caused the Tartars to suffer a rare defeat. Therefore, the entire pass was less nervous and more peaceful than before. Ying'en Gate was facing the direction of the capital, and it was not a heavy guard place, so the soldiers guarding the city gate were even more attentive. The cold weather made them wrap their thin cotton armor on their bodies with all their wrinkles, and muttered, just to blame the thief. Why is God still so cold at this time?

The villagers who had been standing outside the city for half a night were obviously even colder and more thirsty, but at this time, they dared not say anything. Seeing the city gate open, they stood up one by one, moving their bodies in the morning sunshine, and their stiff and tingling joints were their biggest enemies now.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came to the distance on the post road. From the direction, it seemed that it was the other side of the post station outside the city. However, the sound of horse hooves was far less loose than before. The sound of horse hooves falling to the ground echoed repeatedly in the valley. As if it were a faint sound, there was a kind of momentum of a wind-like formation horse.

These villagers have experienced a lot of experience. Just hearing such horse hooves, they knew that there were people like border troops coming, and hearing such a hurrying voice, they were afraid that they would be expedited for major events. When encountering such major events, they would die if they were trampled to death by a horse in the road. No one could say anything, so the villagers hurriedly retreated back to the side of the road, fearing that they would hit the officials behind them.

However, the soldiers were very nervous. These soldiers who retreated from the front still remembered the scene of the iron horses falling into their dreams, and felt an unspeakable fear of the sound of horse hooves galloping. It seemed that their teammates were slashed away by their side just happened yesterday. The soldiers retreated a little, and the ash pole in their hands was still trembling, and the panic and surprise in their hearts were visible to their faces.

The galloping horses came so fast. Almost in the breath, more than ten horses rushed to the front of the gate. At this time, everyone could see clearly that although there were many horses coming, there were only three riders. The galloping horses behind them were empty saddles. Seeing that these three riders were three horses, they would never stop and galloped all the way to the place.

When the soldiers saw this scene, they felt a little calm. While busy roaring the horse on the road, they shouted at the riders: "You must not trespass the important area in front of the pass, and you must deliver the military articles to the old dragon head."

The three riders looked from afar and were not moved at all. Instead, a thin-looking rider waved his hand. A strong man suddenly jumped high from his car and jumped all the way to a place not far from the rushing horse. He did not even noise with the defenders. He suddenly grew countless sharp steel thorns, shining in the sun, and exerted force suddenly. With just a rush, he smashed the rushing horses into pieces.

At this time, the horses were already whistling by. The strong man grabbed the last horses, ran two steps, turned his saddle and got on the horse, turned his head and threw down a bag, and said in a deep voice: "Please pass the level."

Although the man's voice was low, it was like thunder in the sound of the galloping horses. Although it was not grand, it was rumbling and moving, constantly driving in this valley. Hearing such a voice, not to mention the villagers, even the officers and soldiers guarding the gate were frightened and uneasy. Not to mention the action, even if they were moving, they could not move. They could only watch the horses rush into the urn city in a blink of an eye.

On the other side of the urn city, the general who was holding the door was hurriedly ordered people to put down the inner city gate. The soldiers on the female wall also woke up suddenly, and they all took out their crossbows and nervously facing the open space under the wall.

The horses rushed so quickly. They rushed through the city gate in front of them. Before anyone could ask questions, the rider in front of the horse team suddenly stepped up from the horse and floated several feet away in the air like a god. His body was still in the air, and a strange short rod had appeared in his hand at some point.

At the inner city gate that was still falling in front, the short staff in the rider's hand flashed suddenly, and with a loud bang, it smashed the mechanism that descended to the city gate.

Ying'en Gate was originally right in the direction of the capital. Relatively speaking, the guards were a little relaxed in normal times, and there were no more rocks. As for the stone sandbags used to block the city gate during wartime, they were even sparse. After being hit by the rider so suddenly, the city gate was stuck halfway and could not descend. Is there any obstacle behind the city gate? The horses rushed up and ran away in a blink of an eye.

However, the rider, before he landed in the air, was caught by the strong man who was following the last, and suddenly exerted force and threw him forward far away. The next moment, the rider had already landed on an empty saddle horse and turned around with the horses, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The guerrillas standing on the inner city wall watched the people and the people rush into the pass, feeling panic in their hearts.

The pass was being rushed down and it was a trivial matter. After the investigation, there was always a response. Kill a few people. Let’s talk about the city gates being disrepaired for a long time. Finally, they could make some decisions. They were just willing to pay more and less. Guerrillas were worried that the three riders in front were not the main force, and the real main force fell behind. I was afraid that when the brigade of enemies rushed over, the Shanhaiguan would not be able to defend.

At this moment, the guerrilla suddenly felt the earth trembling endlessly, and he felt even more frightened. He hurriedly ran along the female wall to the observation stand of the outer city wall, looked down, and his legs became weak and he almost sat on the ground.

I saw a team of hundreds of horses on the post road in the distance. Behind the team, there were many infantrymen following, looking majestic and majestic.

On the border, whenever there is a large-scale military mobilization, the relevant documents have already arrived at various passes along the way before the army is dispatched. Therefore, the guerrillas naturally know that there are no large teams in the pass that have to pass through Shanhaiguan recently.

The team in front of us is obviously not expected by guerrillas. Without the Ministry of War documents, leading the army to move without authorization is a death sentence. If there is a Ministry of War documents and there is no advance support, there will be differences. If the guerrillas are not afraid of chaos in the pass, it is just that the Tartars go around Shanhaiguan and disguise themselves from behind. That is terrible.

While the officers and soldiers guarding the city were trembling, the horse team behind had approached the frontier. Before the defenders could ask questions, a group of fiery red men rushed out, raised their heads and shouted at the people beside the city gate: "Shenxian Lin is here, no one is waiting, please retreat quickly."

Guerrilla was stunned for a moment after hearing this voice, and was overjoyed again. He temporarily put aside his thoughts of being broken through the barrier, hurriedly put on his armor and ran along the stairs of the women's wall towards the gate.

If others don’t say it, this immortal Lin is the most popular figure in the capital recently. If you don’t talk about all kinds of legends, just say one thing: wherever this immortal passes, there is no place where blood flows into a sea and bones pile up into mountains. It is not an exaggeration to say that this immortal is an evil star.

However, the so-called use of important officials in troubled times. If such a evil star was in the Taiping period, it would not be a good thing. However, at this time, such a evil star who kills gods and kills Buddhas, eats raw meat and drinks blood, makes everyone calm down.

The distance between the capital and Shanhaiguan is not far from that. With the exchanges between merchants and military families, the capital is naturally clear about the changes. Shanhaiguan is aware of what. I know that the subordinates of the Immortal Lin have not known how many ghosts and monsters were taken away by their surnames. They are somewhat curious. Later, I heard that the East Factory invited this god to sank the capital and ate all the houses of a Duke's Mansion. Not long after, the alley where Datong merchants gathered was bloody. While curious, I was a little afraid, knowing that the god was sharp-eyed, but I was afraid that I could not rub the sand.

In a few days, there will be rumors that the East Factory asked this immortal to patrol the border to see if there were any demons and monsters that mobilized the masses and disturbed them. After hearing this news, the army in Shanhaiguan was both frightened and happy. The fear was because this immortal was really capable, not the kind of person who pretended to be a ghost. Some things were not known to be hidden. However, the joy was because of such a god. The border was afraid that it would be peaceful for a long time, and the villains would run away.

No matter how frightened or happy it was, the guerrilla guarding the gate here was not a disguise, but he didn't even bother to identify the true or false, so he hurried down the stairs and was about to walk out of the city to greet him.

Not to mention the chaos on Ying'en Gate, the herd of horses that rushed into the closed door began to be a little confused on the narrow street. It was too early and there were no pedestrians on the street, so it was not dangerous. However, even so, dozens of horses were squeezed into the small street and they still collided and shaking.

At this time, the knight sitting in front turned his head and spoke loudly, but these words were not Chinese language. They sounded murmur, but they were a bit like what people from Franco said.

"Pallin, how do you go now?"

"To the right, don't stop, there is a car and horse market over there, the person you are looking for is there."

"On the right? OK, you guys follow."

"We are right behind you, move faster, and there is not much time left for us." (To be continued.
Chapter completed!