When Dege entered the Mongolian camp, he met what the Ming woman called "another enemy."
He Zhuo walked up with his arms folded and said coldly: "I hope the Ming Dynasty will also cut your body in half, keep half in their capital, and send the other half back to Hetuala, just like you did to Buzhai back then."
These fluent Jurchen words with a cruel tone made Degerei realize that the person in front of him should be from the Yehe tribe.
By the way, Su Tai from the Yehe tribe is married to Lin Danhan. This woman is probably Su Tai's confidant.
A hint of slyness and narrow-mindedness flashed in Dege's eyes.
"Women of the Ye He tribe, your hatred should be directed at the people of the Ming Dynasty. Kaiyuan Fortress is on the road we must pass from Jianzhou to attack you, Ye He, but..."
General Dege nuzzled his chin towards Ma Xianglin, and his sarcasm became more intense: "But the Ming Dynasty has many such fierce generals in Liaodong, but they are unwilling to lead troops to assist you."
He Zhuo's complexion changed slightly.
Zheng Haizhu, standing next to He Zhuo, although she could not speak or understand the complex Jurchen dialect, she had been with Aya for a long time, and she was familiar with the words "Mingguo", "General" and "General" in Jurchen dialect.
Words like "military fortress" and "attack" were still familiar to me. At this moment, I could somewhat guess Dege's intention to sow discord.
What Degelei said was actually where Zheng Haizhu became angry with the Ming Dynasty.
The military position of the Yehe Jurchens in Liaodong was very important. This powerful tribe, located to the north of the Ming Dynasty and east of Mongolia, could have been at the horns of the Liaodong Town of the Ming Dynasty, curbing Nurhaci's Jianzhou Jurchens, and at the same time preventing Jianzhou from connecting to various Mongolian tribes.
Many years ago, Li Chengliang, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty, was good at using the "restraint" strategy, first supporting the Huifa tribe and then the Yehe tribe, with the purpose of holding back the increasingly powerful Jianzhou Nurhaci tribe.
In the original history, due to the successive defeats of Fushun and Sarhu, the Ming army in Liaodong was defeated and unable to defend itself. Nurhachi took the opportunity to go north and annexed the Yehe tribe.
However, in this world, Fushun was saved, and the Battle of Sarhu did not occur. Zheng Haizhu thought that the Liaodong Army would support Ye He's tribe from Kaiyuan, Tieling and other places as it did during the Li Chengliang period.
When she left Liaoyang, she even specifically mentioned to Zhang Chengyin, the commander-in-chief, that Nurhaci would attack the old city of Yehe if he failed to conquer the Ming Dynasty, so as to achieve the unification of all the Jurchen tribes under his command.
Unexpectedly, in the forty-seventh year of Wanli, Zheng Haizhu returned to Songjiang and heard from Huang Zunsu that Ye He's tribe was actually defeated by Nurhachi. When he asked more about why the Ming army did not send troops to rescue, it turned out to be a lack of pay.
What can I say to this court? All I can do is vomit blood.
At this time, Dege completed a challenge between trapped beasts and hunters. With pride, he looked at He Zhuo and then at Zheng Haizhu.
Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, even though this little Tartar has been fooled, he is a bit of a novice in fighting with swords and guns, but he still has some cunning and quick wits that are good at causing discord.
However, Zheng Haizhu would not immediately retaliate against Dege. The camp was not a battlefield, and the person who spoke was He Zhuo.
He Zhuo was the one she wanted to unite with. She couldn't act like she wanted to speak in front of a group of men, which would destroy He Zhuo's authority.
As soon as He Zhuo withdrew his knife-like gaze, the Mongolian Unger came up and said to He Zhuo in Mongolian: "You are not going to kill this little Belle from Jianzhou, are you? Leave him to the people of the Ming Dynasty, but Dun
(Referring to Dafu Jin Sutai) If I blame you, I will speak for you."
The Mongolian Chahar Tribe and the Jianzhou Jurchens were only in open conflict and had no deep-seated resentment. No matter how much of a loser Unger was, he knew that the Chahar Tribe had no reason to tie up with Nurhachi to kill his son just because the Yehe woman wanted to vent his anger.
Great feud.
He Zhuo narrowed his eyes, nodded in agreement, and translated Unger's Mongolian words to Zheng Haizhu and Ma Xianglin.
Zheng Haizhu said respectfully: "Thanks to Anger Taiji and Sister Kedun, we will take these Jianzhou people into the pass and send them to the capital to present them to our emperor. Outside the Meridian Gate of the Grand Palace,
There may be a prisoner sacrifice ceremony to teach the world that Beile, the Jurchen prince of Jianzhou, is not some three-headed and six-armed god, and will still be captured by Ming generals and Mongolian warriors."
She deliberately spoke slowly, and when she came to the words about offering prisoners, she looked at Derge with interest.
Dege still maintained his arrogance on his face, but his eyes fell on the snow. He did not want to look at this Ming Dynasty woman again.
Ma Xianglin stepped forward and said to He Zhuo: "Sister Ke Dun, this place is less than a hundred miles away from our Xifengkou in Da Mingji Town. I thought that the mission would continue to camp, so we should not go north first to avoid obstruction.
We ran into the main force of Mang Gurtai's troops. Please send two light cavalry to report to Chahanhot as soon as possible. When your supporting team reaches the Luanhe area, I will also lead more than a thousand men and horses to strengthen the escort.
How about leaving again?"
He Zhuo thought about it and thought it made sense. Seeing that the Ming army had sufficient combat power and supplies, his team was closer to the Ming army's border wall and he could hide in at any time.
He Zhuo and Unger relayed Ma Xianglin's suggestion, and Unger, who didn't want to take any risks, agreed.
…
"Snapped!"
The pottery glazed teacup fell on the frozen hard mud floor, and rolled to the corner of the felt tent with the black tea water splashing on it.
He Zhuo stared at Zheng Haizhu, who was still holding the teapot in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I really want to throw this hot tea soup on your face. You cunning and bad woman!"
There was a lot of noise outside the tent, and far and near inside and outside the camp, the men either continued to clean up the battlefield, collecting baggage or living horses, or they began to cut up the limbs of dead horses and roast them to replenish the energy consumed in the battle.
There were only He Zhuo and Zheng Haizhu in the tent. Their guards were all screened out.
After He Zhuo cursed bitterly, he saw Zheng Haizhu lowering his eyes, put down the teapot, smoothed down his sheepskin robe, and sat down opposite He Zhuo.
"You must be very proud," He Zhuo continued bitterly, "You are not your emperor's minister or Dafujin, but you can make these brave men listen to your orders, and you can also fool me and Mongolian Taiji, and take advantage of it.
We are used as bait! A person as stupid as Unger understands that this is a trick you have planned in advance!"
Zheng Haizhu said calmly: "The caravan transformed into artillery and a lot of honey for healing wounds. This is all obvious afterwards. No matter how we make it up, we can't make it up. He Zhuo, when the fight started, I didn't shy away from it.
However, I know that the intruders were Jianzhou Jurchen soldiers. Besides, Unger Taiji, not only is he not stupid, he is also very wise. After today’s war, he even took General Ma and General Man to have a drink, so it’s not
But he didn’t fall out after seeing through it, and he had a long-term plan.”
He Zhuo heard this and glanced at the woman opposite.
"He is so smart, I am the one who comforted him."
Zheng Haizhu showed a faint smile.
"That would be even better. There are so many smart people in Chahar. He Zhuo, let me guess, did you tell the noble Taiji that the Ming army is so powerful, and we in Chahar should treat them as brothers?"
Let’s make an alliance to deal with the Jianzhou people together.”
He Zhuo looked away, feeling agitated and unable to calm down for a while.
The emotions this female fox from the Ming Dynasty brought to her in just over half a month were too complicated.
Vigilance, curiosity, ups and downs of envy, vague jealousy, anger and unwillingness after discovering that you are being used, secret admiration that you are indeed inferior to others.
There are all kinds of mixed feelings, but it seems that there is only no contempt and contempt.
He Zhuo felt that venting a few words directly to the other party was the simplest and most effective way for him to relieve his frustration.
Anyway, the woman in front of me still wants something from the Chahar tribe.
The two of them just sat facing each other in silence.
Suddenly the voice of Jin Yiwei came from outside the tent: "Is Madam okay?"
"Your wife is panting. Go back and tell your general. I won't eat her."
He Zhuo said loudly.
"I'm discussing with Grandma Ke Dun, please don't bother me again." Zheng Haizhu continued what He Zhuo said.
"Yes, madam, this subordinate deserves to die."
After the tent became quiet again, Zheng Haizhu felt He Zhuo's aura, and gradually calmed down a little, then slowly said: "He Zhuo, in the words of our Ming Dynasty, you are not an idle person. I am in Xunzhen
, I didn’t know how happy I was when I found out that you were not a Mongolian, but a Yehe Jurchen, the most important helper of Sutai Dafujin. However, even if it is not you who comes to receive the silver reward this time, I will still be happy.
I will be sent as an envoy to Chahar until I meet the great blessing Jin Sutai."
He Zhuo snorted.
"As for the ambush of the Zhenglan Banner headquarters," Zheng Haizhu poured himself a cup of hot black tea, took a sip, and continued to brush the female leopard, Ye He Jurchen, "He Zhuo, what is the bait? The hunter can sacrifice the bait.
Something to give to wild beasts, but this time, we Ming people just borrowed the news of the Mongolian mission. In fact, from the time when the sentinels reported the secret to the war between the two armies, there was no moment when we Ming people put you in danger.
?”
"Yes, you Ming people are smart and brave. We Jurchens and Mongols are no match." He Zhuo said coldly.
Zheng Haizhu grabbed a new tea cup, filled it with tea, placed it in front of He Zhuo, and said with self-mockery: "We Ming people also have times when we are confused, such as today. De Ge Lei was right. Last year, the state was established.
How could the Ming Dynasty not send troops to attack the old city of Ye He?"