"Lin Danhan has joined forces with Junggar Mongolia and other Mongolian tribes and is also ready to attack you next year!"

"Isn't he attacking this year? Why has he changed the time?" After Zhang Ping'an said this, he wanted to slap himself hard. Isn't this obvious?

"Damn! I treat my Pozoo City as a shared thatched cottage. Come whenever I want, and leave whenever I want!" Zhang Ping'an finally got a little scared and deliberately scolded to hide his anxiety.

"Tell me, boy! How much more do you want*! I will find a way to allocate more iron materials to you." Sun Chengzong sighed. He just wanted the Slave Army to kill more Tartars, so that the pressure on the Ming Dynasty would be much smaller.

"No, if you can give more sulfur! The Ming Dynasty's * is not good! Old man, how many weapons did the Ming Dynasty sell to Lin Danhan? Don't tell me, you don't know!"

Zhang Ping'an accidentally revealed that he was more advanced than the Ming Dynasty, which made Sun Chengzong a little disbelief.

"Okay! I try to make arrangements! But, you have to exchange it for a horse! You said that the Ming Dynasty sold the weapons to Lin Danhan, as far as I know: On the surface, there were 5,000 pairs of iron armor, 3,000 horse harnesses; 20,000 swords, 300,000 arrows. Xuanda border army and the unscrupulous merchants may sell him more in private!" Sun Chengzong did not want to leave a handle for Zhang Ping'an, and did not tell him the specific number. What Sun Chengzong knew was that the court sold no less than 30,000 iron armor alone.

"The Ming Dynasty is so bad! My Po Nu Army and I are finished, and it's the Ming Dynasty's turn next."

Sun Chengzong was silent. He could not answer Zhang Ping'an's complaints. Even if Zhang Ping'an was telling the truth, he could not let someone catch the handle.

"Just judging from the old man's words today, I, Zhang Ping'an, swear: If I survive this disaster next year, the old man will be in Liaodong for one day, I will do my best to cooperate with all the actions of the old man!"

Zhang Ping'an vowed to leave a slap for himself. If Sun Chengzong was transferred from Liaodong, this would be in vain. Doing his best is to do it if he has the ability, and if he has no ability, he will be fine.

Sun Chengzong couldn't hear that, but he didn't like Zhang Ping'an either.

"Boy, it's OK to have this intention! If someone else had changed to this friendship?" Sun Chengzong persuaded.

"The others really don't have this friendship!"

"I will rely on my seniority to advise you boy. Don't think about attacking Lin Danhan. In order to ensure next year's attack, he moved his nest out of Naturalization (now Hohhot) and went 600 miles northwest. Be careful that the Jurchen Tartars picked up the bargain!"

"Mr. Xie's advice! I won't go! I want to set the battlefield in a place I am familiar with."

"There is another news, but it is not certain. It is said that Tong Yangxing gave the old slave an idea to buy artillery. The Jurchens seemed to have bought siege cannons with the Red-Mao Xiren. But what is certain is that there will not be too many!"

Zhang Ping'an was a little numbed by the impact of bad news, and he kept smiling bitterly. Sun Chengzong stood up and patted Zhang Ping'an on the shoulder, waved his hand and said goodbye, but turned around and walked slowly towards Ningyuan without riding a horse.

As the sun sets in the west, Zhang Ping'an looked at Sun Chengzong's tall and mighty figure gradually fading away, disappearing at the city gate, turning over and riding a horse, returning to the tent of the Pou Nu military camp.

Xu Yian, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that the general's face was not good, he knew that Sun Chengzong had disclosed major military information to the general. It was also information that was unfavorable to the slave army.

"There are too many things today, I have to have a good sleep! Do whatever you should do! Don't disturb me!"

Xu Yian said intimately: It’s bad! I’ve been following the Grandmaster for so long, and it’s the first time I saw him with such a helpless look. Something must have happened!

Early the next morning, Zhang Ping'an washed up and ate breakfast as if nothing had happened. In order to prevent the Jurchen spies from seeing through the strength of the Posses, the Possesses stopped training. Zhang Ping'an and Song Meixin, a business genius he discovered in Possesses, made final arrangements for the next transaction.

"Why didn't I see someone from Duoyan's tribe? They dare to pay the debt!" Zhang Ping'an guessed that Duoyan probably got the news, but Duoyan shouldn't be so stupid. At least now, he has the strength to destroy Duoyan immediately.

"Duoyan is here tomorrow, and the leader of the team will be Alatan. General! Qu Guozheng is here, and I will arrange for him to see his son first. Do you want to see him now?" Song Meixin asked softly.

"Let him come over, Yian is here, sit down!" Zhang Ping'an pointed to the seat beside Xu Yian.

After Xu Yian saluted and sat down, he saw that although Zhang Ping'an's face was as normal, his eyes contained anxiety. He knew that the commander was trying to calm down and stabilize people's hearts.

Soon the personal soldiers brought Qu Guozheng to the commander's tent. When Qu Guozheng saw Zhang Ping'an, his eyes immediately turned red, and he was so excited that he knelt in front of him and cried.

"The national government has gotten up quickly, how long has it been left! I forgot the rule that the slave army does not kneel!" Zhang Ping'an quickly helped him up and kept complaining. Zhang Ping'an knew that Qu Guozheng's behavior was to vent his grievances to his relatives.

"Master General! There are other things to be done under his post. Can you give up?" Song Meixin knew that Qu Guozheng was nominally under his control, but in fact he was Xu Yian's person. So he left consciously.

"Go! Go back to the National Government and go to find you again!"

After seeing Song Meixin leave, he winked at Xu Yian, and Xu Yian immediately notified his personal soldiers to be in charge of martial law.

"National Government, sit down! Yi'an pours tea for the national government! Don't be embarrassed, just say anything when you get home. This time I will take your wife and son Haibo to come here to let them go to the capital with you. Guo'an sat down! After listening to me, you are alone in the capital, which is not conducive to the cover of your identity. Taking this opportunity, your family will be reunited!" Zhang Ping'an grasped it just right when he won people's hearts.

After listening to it, Qu Guozheng knelt down in front of Zhang Ping'an again, holding his legs and crying bitterly. This time, Zhang Ping'an did not help him up immediately, but waited for him to vent his anger. Then patted his shoulder and helped him get up.

"Master General! The Mongolian Tartars are preparing to attack and defeat the slave army in the autumn next year!" Qu Guozheng finally stabilized his mood.

"Is there any news about the Jurchens in the country?"

"No! But there is vaguely incomplete news, saying that it is to attack the slave army next year. But there is also news that it is to attack this year! Due to the uncertainty of the news, I did not dare to report it to the Grand Marshal!"

"National Affairs! I have to criticize you. What you do is to find out the news, not analyze the information. Otherwise, what will the detective office do! No matter what information is in the future, it will be reported!"

"The government is wrong! Please punish the general!"

"It's okay, this is not your fault. Yian and I didn't think it thoroughly. Do what I said in the future! If Mongolia attacks us, how many people will there be?"

"Yes! Grandmaster! According to the news I arranged to come from the Datong intelligence station, Lin Danhan bought no less than 60,000 in various types of armor from the Ming Dynasty. He had 100,000 in battle swords; 200,000 in spearheads; countless arrows. The specific number of people is unknown. Through this series of transactions, the current Shanxi merchants can be said to be rich enough to rival a country."

"What are the actions of Lin Danhan, Mongolia recently?" Zhang Ping thought quietly and asked.

"Lin Danhan has recently moved away from naturalization and migrated seven or eight hundred miles northwest."

"What else is there in the national affairs?"

"The Mongolian Junggar tribes are also meeting with Lin Dankhan in the east. The specific number of people is unknown! According to the distance, we may reach Lin Dankhan's territory in the beginning of spring next year."

"Did the Ming court know these things?"

"Every high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty know! These dog officials want us to fight the Tartars to the death. Therefore, no one opposed the deal with us. Instead, material that was beyond our imagination came to Ningyuan."

"By the way, Grandmaster! Shanxi merchants also sent people here this time. The leader was Fan Chengyang. They didn't bring much, but they wanted to monopolize the fur transaction this time!"

"What? They dare to snatch Wei Zhongxian's tiger beard?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!