Three days later, early in the morning, Yang Xiao’s tent.

"Second Young Master, you have to take care of yourself! Ah Fu will go back to his hometown first." After Uncle Fu finished packing the food on the table, he looked at Yang Xiao who was sitting silently, and suddenly knelt down and said with a loud sadness.

"Uncle Fu, what are you doing?" Yang Xiao was shocked and hurriedly helped Uncle Fu up.

"Afu is old, so he can't serve the young master anymore. You have no eyes on swords and guns, so you must be careful!" Uncle Fu got up, and tears of excitement flashed in his old eyes.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu! I will go back to see you when I have time in the future." Yang Xiao replied. Although he only had a few feelings for Uncle Fu, his hometown, had a very good impression. But what he had to do now is to fight for his life, so he could only save Uncle Fu back to his hometown.

At the beginning, Uncle Fu disagreed, and even said that although he was old, he could still block the disaster of swords and guns for Yang Xiao, but Yang Xiao changed his mind in just a few words.

Yang Xiao still clearly remembered what he said: "The emperor has issued an imperial edict, and even if the eldest brother takes action, the position of appeasement cannot be rejected. The thieves will inevitably rebel again. If I want to survive, I can only run away before the thieves rebel. If I start early and the thieves have not rebelled, Chen Qiyu will deal with me as I am leaving the post without rebellion. If I leave late, the thieves will have to kill me to sacrifice the flag. The mastery of the timing and the speed of action are the key to my life."

Yang Xiao did not say the agreement between Zuo Liangyu and Gao Yingxiang. In his opinion, such verbal agreement is not very binding. If you want to survive, you have to be strong.

After hearing this, Uncle Fu immediately understood what Yang Xiao meant. He was too old and if he had to follow Yang Xiao, he might have taken away Yang Xiao's hind legs. Although he was helpless, he could only agree with his proposal.

"Uncle Fu, don't be anxious. Liangchen will definitely be fine if I have my care." At this moment, Zuo Liangyu's voice sounded outside the camp.

"Brother is here." Yang Xiao hurriedly went out to greet him.

After leaving the tent, Yang Xiao realized that Zuo Liangyu was not visiting himself. Behind him, there were twenty strong soldiers, all wearing leather armor and waist knives. They were neatly arranged in a row, and a fierce aura soared into the sky. Just by looking at their appearance, you will know that the veterans who have been fighting for the rest of their lives. Each of them was also leading a war horse. Those war horses were in a fierce shape, and there was a faint harsh light in the horse's eyes.

"See sir!" Seeing Yang Xiao appear, the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices were as thunderous.

Seeing this situation, Yang Xiao was stunned at first. But he immediately reacted and nodded as usual: "No gift!"

"Thank you!"

These soldiers were obviously trained and shouted loudly.

"Liangchen, from now on, you are the sentry officers. They are all soldiers under your command." After seeing Yang Xiao's performance, Zuo Liangyu nodded secretly. Although his cousin had no military experience, he performed quite well. He originally wanted to give him a few words, but now it seems that there is no need. All he did is wait and see how far he could do.

"Thank you brother, please do it!" Yang Xiao bowed to Zuo Liangyu long and thanked him.

The whistle officer is a whistle officer. Although he is a relatively low position among the Ming officers, he is the highest-level officer qualified to be appointed and removed by the deputy general, and he does not need to report to the Ministry of War. At the higher level, the general is already equivalent to the seventh rank. For Yang Xiao, who has never joined the army and has made military achievements, it is not something that can be achieved in the short term if he wants to operate successfully.

"You come in with me first, and I have to explain some things."

"You guys are waiting here." Yang Xiao said to the group of soldiers first, and then followed Zuo Liangyu into the tent.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Uncle Fu hurriedly stood up. He knew that Zuo Liangyu had something to say, so he stood there silently.

Zuo Liangyu ignored Uncle Fu and took out a document and handed it to Yang Xiao: "This is your appointment document!"

Yang Xiao took the document and didn't even read it, so he put it in his arms. He stood there calmly because he knew that Zuo Liangyu had something to say.

"Good ministers, personal soldiers are the foundation for us to settle down in this troubled times. We must firmly grasp them. And the only way to grasp them is only two. One is money, and the other is women. This sentence is the experience accumulated by the elder brother's army for so many years." Zuo Liangyu's eyes shone and he told Yang Xiao.

"The invincible army in later generations had no money, but it was much better than the army that gave money. Brother said this incorrectly, because it was influenced by historical limitations." Yang Xiao thought while listening.

Zuo Liangyu seemed to see Yang Xiao disagreed and smiled: "You will know when you will be in command of the army in the future. You don't have to worry about the military pay for these personal soldiers. Brother has a little wealth here, so he has already fattened them for you. But..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Liangyu paused: "After setting off, they will be your soldiers. Whether they can win their hearts depends on you."

"Please don't worry, brother!" Yang Xiao nodded heavily.

"The captain is called Wang Laixian, who is extremely brave and loyal, so you don't have to change it."

"Brother, what does it mean to arrange the captain of the personal soldiers for me? Does he want to put a nail?" Yang Xiao felt a little unhappy when he heard this, and then thought, "Who is this Wang Laixian? He is not surnamed Zuo."

At this time, the generals of the Ming army had all their personal soldiers under their command. At most, there were thousands, and at least more than a hundred people. These personal soldiers were the foundation for their survival in this world. The personal soldiers were mostly selected from relatives because they would be more loyal. If a relative was not a relative, if a relative met a rare talent, he would even give the surname as the general's surname, either marry a daughter, or accept it as adopted sons. Mao Wenlong is an obvious example. His adopted sons and grandchildren were over 100, all of which were collected by him later.

But some of them were unwilling to recognize people as their fathers and retain their original surname. It is obvious that Wang Laixian, who was mentioned by Zuo Liangyu, was such a person.

"Wang Laixian! What a familiar name." Yang Xiao didn't pay attention to it at first, but after he repeated a few sentences, he found that the name Wang Laixian was so familiar.

Seeing Yang Xiao silent, Zuo Liangyu knew that he had some thoughts about his arrangements, so he stroked his shoulder and said, "Good minister, Wang Laixian is a very skilled person, and he is a first-class general for fighting. If he is used by his side and protects safety, dozens of people are not allowed to approach him."

"Is it him?"

Zuo Liangyu's next words reminded Yang Xiao of a famous figure in the late Ming Dynasty. He hurriedly asked: "Brother, his name is Zhengnan."

"He is only eighteen years old, where did he come from the word "Zuo Liangyu replied with a smile.

"So that's it!" Now, Yang Xiao could only give up. He just knew that Wang Zhengnan's real name was Wang Laixian, and he didn't know anything else.

"Do you know someone named Wang Laixian Zhengnan?" Seeing Yang Xiao's thoughtful look, Zuo Liangyu asked.

"I heard a friend say it a long time ago." Yang Xiao could only make excuses like this. He could not say that he had seen Wang Zhengnan's deeds in later history books. Wang Zhengnan was the most famous martial artist in the late Ming Dynasty, with both swords and bows. His name was Laixian, and his name was Zhengnan. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were also literary and Huang Zongxi, and the martial arts were Wang Zhengnan.

"Don't worry about those." Zuo Liangyu stopped asking, patted his shoulder and said, "And..."

Speaking of this, Zuo Liangyu lowered his voice. It was not because he deliberately carried Uncle Fu on his back, but because this matter was indeed of great importance.

"The twenty-mile dense forest in the northwest of Mei County is where I trade with Gao Yingxiang. The person in charge of the transaction is Li British. If you can't find a suitable opportunity to leave the thief team, don't worry. Li British will not trade with Gao Yingxiang if he doesn't see you."

"Brother, I'm very concerned!" Yang Xiao was extremely moved after hearing this. Zuo Liangyu made such arrangements and added a guarantee for his survival.

"Li British will obey your orders. Afterwards, let him follow you!" Zuo Liangyu held his shoulder with both hands.

"Please take care of yourself, brother!"

"Don't worry!" Zuo Liangyu's face was covered with a layer of smile patterns: "Just just now, the governor ordered me to go to Xi'an. I won't see you off, so go out with me!"

"Second Young Master!" Seeing that Yang Xiao was about to go out, Uncle Fu called out.

Hearing Uncle Fu's cry, Yang Xiao turned his head and bowed to the ground: "Uncle Fu, take care of yourself!"

"Second Young Master, take care of yourself!" Uncle Fu cried in tears and burst into tears.

"Let's go! Brother!" Yang Xiao lifted the curtain and took the lead.

"Big Young Master!" Uncle Fu shouted again.
Chapter completed!