Huang Taiji did know the meaning of clapping. After all, there were Han people doing business in Shenyang. If they did well, the Han people would also clap their hands to show their approval.
"Master Ma just said that your Ming Dynasty has a divine machine camp... Yes, there is a divine machine camp, but if I say that I, the Jurchen, also have a divine machine camp, what do you think?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Could it be the team from before? Haha, I'm afraid that team has something to lose."
Huang Taiji shook his head and made a gesture to Cato in the audience. Cato stood up respectfully and made another gesture.
After receiving the order, the cavalry retreated quickly and did not stop until they had exited a large open space in front of them.
At this time, the Jurchen Fire Gun Team, which had been prepared for a long time, stepped out from both sides.
Different from the firecrackers team that Ma Xiaoquan encountered before, this group of Jurchen soldiers did not carry firecrackers on their backs, but held firecrackers in their hands. Each of them had a pocket on their waist.
There are iron eggs and iron beads in the pockets. When walking, they collide with each other and make a clattering sound, which sounds quite impressive.
Huang Taiji stood on the central stage, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his right hand, and the firecrackers held the firecrackers upright with the mouths facing upwards.
"Hey~~" Someone in the team suddenly gave an order, and the firecrackers picked up the firecrackers with a clatter.
Ma Xiaoquan hummed, thinking that the overall quality of this fire gun team was much better than what he had seen before.
Huang Taiji smiled and said: "Master Ma, why don't you do it? Please wait and let Master Ma see the power of my Jurchen Fire Gun Team."
After that, Huang Taiji waved his hand, and one person from the fire gun team stepped out of the queue, another turned back, and then loudly gave an order in the ethnic language.
The musketry team, which was originally a formation, quickly divided into three columns after the order was given, and each column retreated in a different direction.
When the three rows of firecrackers retreated to a certain distance, they stopped neatly at almost the same time.
Then, all three columns turned back.
In the distance, a group of Jurchen soldiers in red uniforms had prepared their bullseyes. When the three columns of firecrackers turned around, the Jurchen soldiers in red uniforms all raised their firecrackers.
"put!"
The Jurchen soldiers in red uniforms next to the bull's-eye stood straight and still, as if they didn't care at all about what was about to happen.
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned and asked Huang Taiji: "Won't that group of red-clothed people move away? What if the blunderbuss misfires or misses, wouldn't it be..."
"Haha, Mr. Ma is worrying too much, please take a look~~"
As soon as Huang Taiji finished speaking, the sound of "bang bang bang" firecrackers was heard not far away.
As bursts of white smoke rise, the bullseye in the distance also rises with bursts of white smoke that hit the target.
And the Jurchen soldiers in red uniforms standing next to the bullseye were still standing upright, and none of them were hit by the fire cannons.
"Haha..." Huang Taiji nodded excitedly, "Master Ma, have you seen it, have you seen it? This is me, this is the power of my Jurchen Fire Gun Team, haha..."
Ma Xiaoquan lowered his head and remained silent. He wanted to refute Huang Taiji, but suddenly he felt that he had no vocabulary and no powerful words to refute him.
Indeed, a few years ago, the Ming Dynasty's fire gun team was also powerful and terrifying. However... with the chaos in the court, coupled with Wei Zhongxian's hegemony over the court in recent years, the fire gun team
The team has long since declined.
Although the Ming Dynasty's Fire Guns Team can still maintain a certain level of combat effectiveness on the battlefield, they are afraid of comparison in everything, especially if they want to compare with the Fire Guns Team created by Huang Taiji now, they are far behind.
Huang Taiji watched Ma Xiaoquan lower his head and said nothing, knowing that he was a very good general, but he did not intend to continue, because there was more to come, and he wanted Ma Xiaoquan to take a good look at why the Jurchens were so invincible.
...
The drill of the Fire Gun Team soon ended, followed by the infantry of the Jurchen Army.
Theoretically speaking, the Ming Dynasty's infantry should be stronger, but judging from the momentum of the Jurchen infantry's appearance, Huang Taiji seems to have stepped up their infantry training a lot, which they are not good at.
Looking at the infantry's training movements in the center of the training ground, Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Eh? Why do I feel that your infantry training methods are a bit..."
"Haha..." Huang Taiji smiled, "Master Ma has also noticed it. Yes, our Jurchen cavalry is the best in the world, but our infantry is inferior to your Ming infantry. Therefore, I specially found
I asked you Ming generals to help me train infantry."
"What? I am a general of the Ming Dynasty?" Ma Xiaoquan felt a surge of anger in his heart. The damn Ming Dynasty is not finished yet, why would someone join the Jurchens? This is naked treason.
"Haha, Lord Ma, there is no need to be angry. After all, those generals had no choice but to take refuge here because of the chaos in your court and army. My Huang Taiji is different from my father Khan. My father Khan has always believed that it is not necessary to use people from his own tribe.
Foreigners, but I don’t think this is right, after all, whoever is more powerful can win this country!"
Huang Taiji's words had clearly expressed his intention, and Ma Xiaoquan naturally understood.
"Haha, Great Khan, you can talk a lot, but things have to be done step by step. I admit that your Jurchen army is indeed powerful, whether it is the unparalleled cavalry or the newly established fire gun team, but
...I want to say one thing, your Jurchens have cavalry, and I, the Ming Dynasty, also have Guan Ning cavalry, so the Great Khan must have had a lot of dealings with Guan Ning cavalry, right?"
Huang Taiji's face darkened and he cursed secretly in his heart.
Huang Taiji not only knew about Guan Ning's cavalry, he couldn't be more clear about it. He fought with them two days ago. He didn't get any advantages, but he suffered a lot of losses.
"Also... the Jurchen Fire Gun Team is also very powerful. I can honestly say that my Ming Dynasty Fire Gun Team may not be as good, but... the Ningyuan offensive and defensive battle in the past,
The Great Khan should have also experienced the Red Yi Cannon of the Ming Dynasty, right? Compared to the fire blunderbuss, it looks like the Red Yi Cannon is more powerful, right?"
Not to mention Ma Xiaoquan, it was okay. When he mentioned the Hongyi cannon, Huang Taiji got angry. His father was injured by the cannon. This led to the fact that the injury never recovered and he continued to fight, suffering new injuries and old ones.
After accumulating too much, my father fell ill and finally passed away. Speaking of which, everything was caused by the gun dealer.
Huang Taiji said: "Humph, Mr. Ma is honest. Indeed, the Hongyi cannon is indeed powerful, and Father Khan was indeed injured by it, but it was just a minor injury..." Huang Taiji lied.
"It's just... I've been checking, who fired the cannon that injured my father?"
Ma Xiaoquan blinked, and the scene of the Ningyuan offensive and defensive battle in the past appeared in his mind. After thinking about it carefully for a while, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly realized that the shot that injured Nurhachi seemed to have been done by him and Yuan Chonghuan.
It was Yuan Chonghuan who was responsible for setting the target, and Ma Xiaoquan who was responsible for firing the cannon.
"Uh~~~" Ma Xiaoquan scratched his head and asked, "It's so sweaty. Have you investigated clearly?"
Huang Taiji glanced at Ma Xiaoquan and snorted coldly: "The war is so tight and the battlefield is so chaotic. Who can investigate clearly? But I will not give up. I will never give up. I will know who ordered that shot, regardless of that person."
Wherever he is, I will chase him to the ends of the earth."
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, and was secretly glad in his heart. At the same time, he was also worried about Yuan Chonghuan. After all, it was Yuan Chonghuan's idea that he wanted to blow up Huanglong's tent.
...
The exercise lasted for nearly two hours before it ended. After the exercise, Huang Taiji politely invited Ma Xiaoquan to have a dinner with him.
Being in the enemy camp, Ma Xiaoquan naturally could not refuse, but since he brought Fangfang and his son with him, Ma Xiaoquan begged Huang Taiji so that they did not need to participate.
Huang Taiji smiled and nodded, and immediately ordered his servants to prepare an upper room for Fangfang so that she could rest with her son in her arms.
...
The dinner will be held in an hour, so after the exercise, there is still nearly an hour to rest.
Ma Xiaoquan was placed in a special rest room. Although the furnishings and conditions were good, his personal freedom was temporarily restricted.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Anyway, seeing Huang Taiji like this, at least his life would not be lost. Since he was resting, he was a little sleepy anyway, so he might as well take a nap.
Sitting on the bed, kicking off his shoes, Ma Xiaoquan stretched himself out on the bed with a big font.
His consciousness gradually became blurred, and at the moment when Ma Xiaoquan's consciousness had basically disappeared, a crisp sound suddenly came from his chest.
He forced his eyes open and saw a dagger piercing his chest.
Ma Xiaoquan pushed with both hands, but nothing came up. He sat up, looked down, and found that there was a big hole in the front of his clothes.
The dagger was small, but extremely sharp. Only because of Ma Xiaoquan's steel skin, the dagger did not penetrate into his flesh.
With a "bang" sound, the dagger fell to the ground. Only then did Ma Xiaoquan realize that there was a Jurchen maid standing in front of him.
"You are...well, you are the one who served me tea at the training ground..." Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his eyes in surprise.
"Humph, you also know it's me? You, why can't my dagger kill you?"
Ma Xiaoquan was speechless for a while, jumped off the bed, put on his shoes, and said, "What, are you going to kill me?"
"Of course, I hate you very much, you Han Chinese!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter that I am Han, aren't Han people human? Do you think that you Jurchens will wantonly slaughter us Han people like the Mongols did?"