The questioning of Mandu caused Yuetuo to be angry. Although Yuetuo is not old but is very scheming, he can get Nurhaci favored to become the flag-holding bell, and if he leaves the Jurchen red flag-inlaid bell, it can be seen that Yuetuo must be very capable. Otherwise, he would be jealous of Yuetuo's unique flag to lead the flag alone.

Just when Yuetuo was about to attack, Hong Buyala's personal soldiers came to report that Bayala (author's note: Aisin Jueluo Bayala is Nurhaci's fifth brother. It is also called Bayalaqi in history books) Beile was appointed by the wise Khan Nurhaci to supervise the battle. This news completely made Yuetuo both worried and excited. Bayala was Nurhaci's youngest brother, Yuetuo's uncle. The Khan sent such a heavyweight to supervise the battle. He must be very dissatisfied with the war in Zhenhubao. What excited Yuetuo was that this fifth uncle could only sit on the high position of Beile in the palm of the flag.

Before Yuetuo could think too much, Baya La, who was over 50 years old, had already entered the tent. Baya La, who arrived at the front line, was exhausted. He took off his sable hat and tied a gray rat-tail braid. His wrinkled face was covered with dust. His single eyelids and small eyes were filled with wisdom. The bright yellow and powerful leather coat showed Baya La's status as a noble person. He waved his hand indifferently and interrupted Yuetuo's salute.

"Hu'er (the nickname of Yuetuo, this is the name of Baya La close to each other.) There is no need to be too polite! I have been walking along the way, and the mountain roads are so difficult and inconvenient. Thank you for your hard work on the front line!"

Although Baya La stopped Yuetuo from saluting, Yuetuo did not dare to neglect and hurriedly saluting Baya La. When he heard Baya La's understanding of words, Yuetuo was even more moved.

"Yue Thou pays homage to Uncle Fifth! You are still going to the front line to supervise the battle at such an old age, and your grandson Yue Thou is so ashamed!"

"I don't say two people, but I'll go all the way. The terrain here is too steep and not a good place to use troops, especially not conducive to the development of the army. I took a quick look and said that you are still very careful in setting up a dangerous place. If you can't form an absolute advantage on one side, you really can't get it. I think this way, if you really can't fight for a few more days, you'll retreat. I'll bear the blame for this unfavorable combat. I want to see which bastards are going to be punished!"

Yue Tou gave it to Bayala respectfully. After taking the milk tea, Bayala, who had taken it, took a sip and expressed his gratitude to Yue Tou. He turned his head and looked at the battle map in the tent, and after a while, he thoughtfully said: "Mangguertai is really not a thing! He led the army to walk here, and did not say that the road here is steep in front of the Khan, but he simply emphasized that it only took three or five days to lead the troops to this mountain road. Two years ago, the Po Nu Army did not destroy the mountain road, nor did it build a city here. He said that it was your life!"

Yue Tuo was very calm when he heard this news. Mangourtai was just a messenger. Not only did he stab him in the back, but he also plotted against Amin Beile and the eighth uncle Huang Taiji.

"Uncle, don't worry about such villains. My grandson is worried that our army will be defeated again this time and the defeated slave army. In the future, the grassland fox wolf Zhang Ping'an will be able to easily attack the Jurchens' heartland in Liaodong!"

Yueto heard something strange from Bayala's somewhat discouraged words. While bringing a comfortable seat for Bayala, he thoughtfully laid a dog-skin cushion on it, and asked Bayala to take his seat, while carefully testing Bayala.

"Hu'er, does it take so much for us to talk? Just a few days ago, a spy came from the Ming Dynasty: Zhang Ping'an, the main force of the Purgatory Army, led the Lingzhou, the hinterland of the Ma Tengyao army in Shaanxi. You and I know the ability of the Purgatory Army to fight. I have seen the Shaanxi map of the Ming Dynasty. His tactics directly hit the waist of the Ma Tengyao army, forcing the Ma Tengyao army to fight with him. Judging from the strict arrangement of Zhenhu Fort, the Purgatory Army in the Grassland had already guessed the dynamics of my Jurchen army. The Purgatory Army in Zhenhu Fort is to delay time and wait for Zhang Ping'an to return to the army."

Speaking of this, Bayala stood up from her chair, walked to the map and pointed to the map, "My Jurchen army is so moving, and the words of the northwest of the Ponu City and the Ponu Army in Ping'an City are not mentioned in the spies sent by the Ming Dynasty. This only means that the fox wolf Zhang Ping'an did not intend to use the Ponu Army here. According to the speculation of the Khan, there were 100,000 war soldiers entering the pass, and the Ponu Army in Ping'an City had almost so many people. The Ponu Army who stayed in Ponu City was estimated to have 70,000 to 80,000 war soldiers. Tell me, we went there two million troops two million years ago and we could not defeat more than 100,000 war soldiers, so you only brought 200,000 war soldiers with the Han flag. Can you defeat 70,000 to 80,000 war soldiers?"

"Please give me advice to my grandson!" Yuetuo heard from Bayala's calm resignation, and then guessed that Nurhaci's purpose of sending Bayala here was to prepare to bear the responsibility of defeat when the war was not done on the front line. After all, Bayala was old enough, and even if he was punished, it was much lighter than Yuetuo, the rising star. Other banner owners Beile dared not take the blame on him and chased Bayala. This is because Bayala has a good reputation. When Nurhaci was seriously ill, he strongly advocated Huang Taiji's assistance in government affairs, and cared for Dorgon, Yuetuo and other juniors. Therefore, a group of powerful Bayala's soldiers gathered around Bayala.

"I like you, a cautious junior! After getting the latest intelligence of the Ming Dynasty, Da Khan couldn't sleep at night and always thought about the war here. Before leaving, Da Khan summoned me to discuss secretly and asked me to take the token of the Khan and secret edict to have the right to decide on the war in Zhenhu Fort. This way, if the slave army is used, I will order us to withdraw our troops!"

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The grassland in early spring is still deserted, and the once golden dead grass is now dull. The flags on the Wuzhumuqin grassland northeast of Guihua City are covered with the sun, and the cavalry formations are like black clouds passing through the yellow-gray plain. A broken slave flag flutters in the wind on the flag cart, and the fox and wolf heads are like personal military camp battle flags guarding it.

With continuous combat and hard work on the road, Zhang Ping'an, the commander of the Ponu Army, finally lay in his command box car. Since the battle report from the Xuanwei commander of the Ponu City, Lu Xiangsheng, the commander of the Ponu City, came from a war report, Wang Hua had a stalemate with the Jurchen coalition forces with the cooperation of his sister Yang, and Zhang Ping'an was very happy. He guessed the direction of the Jurchen attack, and Lu Xiangsheng even helped Wang Hua consolidate the defense of Zhenhu Fort, making the entire Zhenhu Fort defense line solid. With this prerequisite, Zhang Dashen could naturally slow down his marching.

Just as Zhang Ping'an was serenely flipping through the "National Colors and Heavenly Fragrance" on the soft chair of the box car. This was a gift from Mou Cheng, the deputy general of the Shenji Camp of the Capital. Of course, there was also a "Cutting Lights" written by Zhang Ping'an, and as for a single version of "Biography of Ruyijun", he could not let go. Zhang Ping'an cherished this lonely book that was banned during the Wanli period. As he looked at it, Zhang Ping'an felt quite moved. The literati of the Ming Dynasty still had a lot of life experience, and wrote such obscene melee fights between men and women, and even kept lewd poems and lyrics. Some people wrote comments.

Naturally, I can't watch this kind of * like this. Zhang Ping'an, who was guilty, looked out through the white screen window of the box car, and saw a group of guards watching him with admiration. Seeing the respectful gazes of the soldiers, Zhang Ping'an blushed a little. He grabbed a book of "The Great Edict" and put it in it. Now Zhang Ping'an deliberately exposed the cover of "The Great Edict" through the screen window. Only then did Zhang Ping'an deeply understand why Song Yingxing wanted to add a book of "Introduction to the Investigation of Things" outside when he read it. As expected, he was both affordable and able to win everyone's favor.

Just as Zhang Ping'an was relaxing and watching*, an urgent report came from the Civil Affairs Office of Ponucheng. Zhang Ping'an still attached great importance to the urgent report of the Civil Affairs Office. When he opened the urgent report, he saw that he was completely slumped into a soft chair. In order to support the Ponucheng Army in Shaanxi to suppress the rebellion, the Civil Affairs Office of Ponucheng was almost at the brink of bankruptcy. Despite preliminary statistics from the Inspector of Ponucheng Army, more than 700,000 refugees captured by Gao Yingxiang's troops in Shaanxi, 500,000 had been transferred to the northwest of Guihua and headed towards the Ping'an City area.

The Ponu Army captured more than 2.4 million people from the rebel army, and basically cleared the population in northern Shaanxi. In order to ensure this major transfer, the Ponucheng Civil Office used all the grain and cloth warehouses to store them. Now, all the reserve warehouses of Ponucheng and Ping'an City are empty. If there is a natural disaster, the Ponucheng will inevitably break out in the area of ​​the Ponucheng. Zhang Ping'an, who was in a mess, had no good idea to think about it. So he hid his head and walked out of the box cart and rode his horse to relax.

About half an hour later, Zhang Ping'an finally figured out the real intention of the civil yamen to report urgently. Chen Liang and Long Tao became more and more cunning and began to put a trap on him. As the commander of the Pou Nu Army, Zhang Ping'an knew the details of the civil inventory of the Pou Nu Army controlled the territory. Last year, the bumper harvest was great, and the tax in the Pou Nu Army was 4 million stones. After deducting one million stones of military stadium, the civil yamen's grain storage plus the stock of the previous year was close to four million stones. There was absolutely no problem in feeding and relocating refugees including the placement of this prisoner. What's more, the grain he purchased from the Ming Dynasty, the grain he cashed in the Ming Dynasty, and the grain that the generals in the capital camp bought and sold military merits, and more than one million stones, which basically met the needs of the transfer population this time.

As for the shortage of spring plowing crops mentioned in the emergency report, they were even more nonsense. The people in the Possess Army benefited from last year's bumper grain harvest, and the people did not lack food crops at all. The two seemed to be eyeing the profits of the Ming Yin Building, and wanted to take away all the profits of the Yin Building from him. This made Zhang Ping'an extremely angry. The Nanzhili defeated the salt merchants this time and harvested more than 2 million taels of gold and handed them all over the civil yamen, but the two of them were not satisfied and wanted to hold all the money in the hands of the civil yamen.

Although the civil yamen will not waste money, the gold and silver he wants to go from him will be used on the people, but they lack the idea of ​​making money on their own initiative. This is so similar to the Ming bureaucrats. When they have no money, they will go to the emperor to get the silver in the country to pay their bottomless pit. The civil yamen in Posou City has nearly 10 million taels of silver in living money, but they just realize it in the warehouse. Unlike himself, he finds ways to make money without money, which makes the life of the Marshal's Mansion very prosperous. Thinking of his Marshal's Mansion, Zhang Ping'an felt sad again. (To be continued)
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