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Chapter 457: The West Wind Breaks The East Wind

On the third day after the Jurchen army arrived at the Hasensumu grassland, Zhang Ping'an, in a uniformly armored and led three thousand personal guards to a clearing ground four miles away from Shuangsheng Shandong to meet with the Jurchen wise Khan Nurhaci. The tables and chairs of the commanders of both sides were prepared by their respective combat soldiers. The snacks and tea placed on the blue cloth of their tables were all prepared for their own homes, for fear that the other party would be uneasy and kindly poison the commander. Even so, the personal guard camp of the Po Nu Army sent 15,000 cavalry and artillery teams to guard the rear. The same was true for the Jurchens. Behind Nurhaci, in addition to the three thousand cavalrymen, there were also 15,000 cavalry ready to attack at any time.

In such an environment of mutual distrust, the commanders of the hostile sides met with thoughts. In order to ensure the safety of the commander, Qian Mingrong, the deputy general of Qian, who was the best martial arts in the personal guards of the Posou Army, held a shield under the leadership of Qian General Hao Yidao, and stared at Nurhaci's two personal guards Oboi and Zarenbi with a vigilant look. The commanders of both sides looked at each other three meters apart. Zhang Ping'an prepared more thoroughly for this meeting. His handsome table and chair were one foot taller than Nurhaci's.

Zhang Dashuai, who is full of beef and mutton every day, is now six feet and four inches tall, which is basically the same as an adult. He lazily supported his chin with his left arm and silently looked at his enemies who had been with him for many years. Nurhaci, wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, had a little bit of shiny left in his sharp eyes, and the wrinkles that were as firm as a knife in his early years had already relaxed, making people feel the dusk air emitted from the coffin. Seeing this, Zhang Ping'an raised his eyebrows provocatively, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nurhaci was also observing the grassland fox wolves in his mind. The baby commander has grown up. Two hideous scars on Zhang Ping'an's face show that the grassland fox wolves are people who will not retreat when fighting. The small single eyelids and small eyes are restrained and their hands are rough. The grassland fox wolves Zhang Ping'an's armor is no different from the soldiers of the Pou Slave Army. The only difference is that he has five golden wolf-headed battle robe embroidered with the army of the Pou Slave Army. As the commander of the Pou Slave Army's hundreds of thousands of troops, Zhang Ping'an has no majesty as a commander. His provocative sword eyebrows are like a smile on his face. People who don't know the inside story will regard him as a military rooster at all.

However, Nurhaci did not dare to underestimate this little military gangster. It was this gangster who was like an exposed jackal wolf that tortured the Jurchens millions of troops. Under the invincible iron cavalry of the Jurchens, Nurhaci unified the various divisions of the Jianzhou Jurchens, defeated the powerful Ming Dynasty's official army several times, and defeated a powerful Ming Dynasty to hide in the Jinning defense line and dared not step beyond the line. However, the powerful Jurchen Eight Banners had never won a victory in front of this baby commander. This time, the slave-breaking army took the initiative to attack the most iron-core Mongolian alliance of the Jurchens.

For the sake of this battle of Korqin, the grassland jackals on the opposite side took great pains to reveal the truth and deceive the Jurchens' judgment again and again. They divided the Jurchen army into two and could not gather superior forces to fight the attack of the Pou Nu Army. In the last battle of Baishan, the Pou Nu Army could only concentrate more than 100,000 soldiers, and even defeated the Jurchen million army. This time, the Pou Nu Army gathered 200,000 troops, and the 600,000 soldiers on his own side were only twice as good as the Pou Nu Army. It seems that this battle is not necessarily easy to fight.

The commanders of both sides thought about their own thoughts, and did not speak for a long time. Until Nurhaci, who could speak the Ming Dynasty, broke his silence and bowed to Zhang Ping'an, and took the lead in speaking: "Your handsome is polite! I see your utensils are simple and unpretentious. Everyone says that you are rich enough to compete with the country, but I didn't expect that Your handsome will be so poor."

"It's easy to say! It's easy to say! General Longhu said that he was so sorry for me! I am a person who valued affordability. You have either sent food or supplies for years, which made me feel a little embarrassed."

Zhang Ping'an bowed his hand and replied, but he did not accept Nurhaci's claim to be the Khan, pointing out the historical fact that Nurhaci was once the Dragon and Tiger General of the Ming Dynasty. He used Benbo's title to show that he was a Ming Dynasty's despotic slave, and he wanted to suppress Nurhaci on the face of the official position. Zhang Ping'an's meeting today was to oppress Nurhaci in terms of momentum. Therefore, he ridiculed the Jurchens in his words and spoke in his words and words to defeat him several times.

It's not over yet. He pointed his right hand at the camp built by the Jurchens, then wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his left arm, and said excitedly: "General Longhu, you are so polite every time. Knowing that I lack slaves in the slave city, I hurriedly gave it to me. This time I have to calculate carefully. I still have 500,000 acres of land to be reclaimed in Ping'an City. Well, there are 400,000 acres of manpower in Jianrong City. The Mongolians are becoming more and more lazy in grazing. You Jurchens will not feed all the cattle and sheep when they grazed!"

Although Nurhaci had long expected that the grassland jackal was not a good opponent, Zhang Ping'an's words of slapping the face still made Nurhaci feel the urge to vomit blood. Huang Taiji once advised him not to talk to the grassland jackal. Zhang Ping'an's bad thing not only likes to plot against the enemy on the battlefield, but also dig pits for his opponent even in words. Years of tests of blood and fire on the battlefield have developed Nurhaci's mentality of not being surprised by honor and disgrace. Zhang Ping'an's stimulating words made Nurhaci want to vomit blood, but his expression was still dull on the surface.

"Why do you need to speak out quickly on the battlefield? Guishuai was obviously from the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong, but the Ming Dynasty court gave you a local official position. In his early years, the Marquis of Huaiyin was humiliated by the crotch, so that he would soar to the sky in the future. Guishuai was awarded the title of the Despotic Nu Bo of the Ming Dynasty at a young age, and his goal would definitely surpass the Marquis of Huaiyin!"

Regarding Nurhaci's blatant provocation of his relationship with the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ping'an guessed that Nurhaci wanted to change the topic. Usually, people meet with each other, and the snacks on the table are just a decoration. Zhang Ping'an doesn't care about these rules. He picked up his favorite pastry and snuggled in one bite, and then drank the tea and replied in a vague way: "As a native of the Ming Dynasty, he died as a ghost of the Ming Dynasty! Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin, is one of the three heroes of the Han Dynasty. As long as I hand over your head to the Ming Dynasty court, surpassing Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin, and becoming the Duke of the Ming Dynasty, there is hope! By the way, I heard that the son of the Jurchens can marry my wife, and brothers can also exchange wives. How about it, tell me, do you feel really good?"

As soon as Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, Nurhaci regretted meeting with the grassland jackal. This jackal was a hob that could not be eaten. Not only did he speak sharply, he said frankly that the Jurcerer was an uncivilized barbarian, and he did not even have dirty words when scolding others. After being humiliated by Zhang Ping'an, Nurhaci remained calm and calm. He turned the topic of the conversation from boring debates to provoking the relationship between the Pou Slave Army and the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Magistrate's words are sarcastic. You and I are both the commanders of the army. Why should we speak out quickly? Now the Ming Dynasty has great internal and external troubles. You and I are regarded as aliens in the eyes of the Ming Emperor and the Ming court bureaucrats. As long as we abandon our past grudges and advance hand in hand, we can hunt the Central Plains and drink horses and Yangtze River! I, Jurchens, are willing to share the world with the Possess Army!"

"Ah! The robbers can't change their true nature of robbery. The Jurchens are uncivilized savages, and they don't even have their own words. This is equivalent to the Jurchens' butts being covered with animal skins and thinking about wearing silk. If you enter the Central Plains, my bright and colorful civilization will be destroyed! Let me tell you, as long as I, Zhang Ping'an, have a breath, you Jurchens will not have the dream of spring and autumn entering the Central Plains!"

Zhang Ping'an's ambition to covet the Ming Dynasty caused Zhang Ping'an's anger. On the expression, Zhang Ping'an was a righteous saying, but he secretly laughed at Nurhaci's arrogance in his heart. Zhang Ping'an cursed: You are a wild boar skin and don't urinate to reflect your virtues. His gray and pale face is like a zombie that has not yet been buried. He can climb to the front line of Korqin to calculate your luck. As for wanting to go back, it will be difficult. Nurhaci's weak expression gave Zhang Ping'an greater confidence in victory.

Nurhaci, who was in poor spirit, often made many common sense mistakes when commanding war. The last Battle of Baishan was a serious mistake by Nurhaci in the later period, which gave the slave army the opportunity to defeat the powerful enemy. Therefore, Zhang Ping'an, who was good at beating the dogs, immediately changed his expression after scolding him. He looked at Nurhaci with kindness and comforted him with a gentle voice: "General Dragon and Tiger! Look at you at such an old age and you are still coming to die. I sympathize with you from the bottom of my heart. To be honest, you are really not my opponent. Don't look at Huang Taiji's two white flags defeated me this time, but his escape was impressive."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ping'an picked up the tea bowl with some smugness. Two ferocious centipedes on his face were wandering around, squeezing Zhang Ping'an's smiling face into a strange way. Before Nurhaci could answer the conversation, Zhang Ping'an raised his sword eyebrows and said, "You are all people who are almost buried in the soil, and you are still so greedy for authority. What's the point? Your sons all want you to die early, and they can only realize their thoughts. I really disdain to fight with you. It's interesting to compete with your son Huang Taiji!"

Zhang Ping'an's words were very vicious. He knew the thoughts of Nurhaci's nephews too much. Therefore, Zhang Ping'an used facts to provoke and achieved the expected goal. After Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he picked up the tea bowl and pretended to drink tea. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Nurhaci's gray face turned pale. Nurhaci's short vomiting action could not escape the fox wolf's eyes. Now, Zhang Ping'an was so happy. Nurhaci picked up the tea bowl with his slightly trembling right hand, and suddenly took a big mouthful of milk tea, trying to suppress his anger.

Zhang Ping'an guessed that Nurhaci was not nauseous after eating something bad, but was so angry that he vomited blood. Nurhaci drank milk tea and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, confirming Zhang Ping'an's guess. Zhang Ping'an was very satisfied with this result. He wanted to pursue the victory. However, Nurhaci suddenly stood up and left. Unexpectedly, he was too old and stimulated by the grassland fox wolf. The amplitude of his movements got up was too large, causing him to faint at his table. (To be continued)
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