Xiong Tingbi looked at the figure in front of him, who was held down by two soldiers. He had pig tail braids and was wearing a suit that was no different from the Ming army generals without armor, and his face showed a trace of solemnity.
The old slave actually asked for peace, which was really beyond his expectation. He really couldn't believe it.
According to his understanding of the old slave, he should not give in, even though he used to be the dog behind Li Chengliang.
But after all, so many years have passed, and whether it is status or power, the old slave is no longer what it used to be.
Not to mention, he originally released the so-called Seven Hatreds and shouted the slogan of fighting the Ming Dynasty until death, but ended up asking for peace so quickly?
The old slave is extremely cunning, could it be that his plan failed? This was what Xiong Tingbi was thinking at this time.
However, there is a letter written by the old slave here, and it is also stamped with his so-called official seal of the Jin Kingdom and his so-called Great Khan's seal, which has a little bit of authenticity.
If the old slave really has the idea of suing for peace, he can really make good use of it. After all, he also needs time and energy to complete the fruits of victory this year and the emperor's mission.
However, he did not intend to let him go so easily. He wanted to see how these normally howling slaves would react under the threat of death.
"You slave thieves are really not afraid of death. You dare to come to Shenyang City alone to meet me. Unfortunately, I have already seen the evil plan of Boar Skin. Do you really think that I am the man named Yang?"
Upon hearing Xiong Tingbi's words, Zu Dashou, who was promoted to the rank of general because of his partisanship, immediately shouted:
"Taitai, why are you talking nonsense with this Jiannu? Why don't you let the general cut off his head in person and present it to Your Majesty? The level of Jiala in Jianzhou is not considered low!"
Hearing Zu Dashou's words, the generals of the Ming army laughed. These words were indeed true. If they could accumulate some heads of slaves, wouldn't that be another great victory?
How could Xiong Tingbi not know the little thoughts of these generals? However, it is now normal to lie about military achievements and invite rewards, so he does not want to expose them prematurely.
As soon as he heard this, Jia La Ezhen, who came to deliver the message, immediately became agitated, yelling in a garbled manner, begging for mercy in broken Chinese, and kowtowing loudly.
Seeing his reaction, Xiong Tingbi laughed loudly, and then said in an extremely relaxed tone:
"These slaves brag about themselves all day long, saying how strong and brave they are, but it turns out it's nothing more than that, hahahaha!"
Seeing that he had been tricked, Jiannujiala felt aggrieved and angry, but he did not dare to get angry and could only beg for mercy like a dog.
"Put him in a prison and send elite soldiers to guard him day and night. If there is a problem, I will take it upon you!"
"The general will understand, please rest assured!"
Xiong Tingbi naturally took this kind of errand seriously, so he directly appointed his most trusted confidant, Li Huaixin, to take charge of this matter.
If His Majesty also intends to negotiate peace, then this slave still needs to go back and report to the old slave. If not, there is nothing wrong with taking his head in exchange for silver!
But before he could relax for a few days, military reports came from Fushun that the Zhengbai Banner of Jiannu had launched a massive attack on the Ming army.
Because the enemy was outnumbered and we were outnumbered, the leading general Zhao Lijiao decisively issued an order to withdraw his troops and joined forces with another Ming army in Puhe.
Because the Liao army has changed a lot compared to the past, Zhao Shujiao wanted to test the effect of this period of consolidation with Jiannu this time.
"Brothers, there is nothing to be afraid of as slaves. They all have a head and a knife. If you cut them on your body, you will still die!"
"The fine armor you are wearing and the weapons you are holding were all made by His Majesty in the capital and sent to the outside world by the Jinyi Guards. In the past, you could use the excuse that the equipment was tattered and invincible, but what about now?"
"Your Majesty's silver reward and the imperial army's military glory are not white-collar workers. Anyone who bravely kills the enemy and seizes the heads of slaves to establish military merits will be fulfilled. What are you afraid of?"
Encouraged by Zhao Lijiao, the Ming army finally plucked up the courage again after the defeat at Saerhu and prepared to fight Jiannu in the wild.
"Brothers, hold on to the knives in your hands, set up your muskets and crossbows, and follow me to kill the slaves!"
The morale of the army increased, and a big battle was naturally unavoidable. The Ming army formed a defensive formation based on the dilapidated ruins of Puhe Town and the Juma trench.
When the Jiannu cavalry approached, Zhao led five hundred cavalry and rushed forward. Waving the saber in his hand, he rushed over and chopped down the two Jiannu.
Zhao Lijiao's brave leadership greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army. In addition, the previous battles were all great victories. In this local battle with nearly 20,000 people on both sides, the Ming army did not suffer too much.
loss.
After the main force of Jiannu arrived, they wanted to launch an assault while the Ming army was deploying and repairing fortifications, and an offensive and defensive battle broke out between the two armies.
When Huang Taiji, who was standing on the top of a hill and observing the battle situation, saw the Ming army in fine armor fighting desperately against his Eight Banners Army after losing their momentum, his expression could only be described as surprise.
"Master Beile, this Ming army is different from the past ones. It dares to confront our Eight Banners head-on. It seems that they are undoubtedly the little emperor's reinforcements to the Liao Dynasty!"
"I didn't expect that the little emperor would be so capable. He could train such an elite force in just one year. The situation has become even more difficult."
After listening to the analysis of his men, Huang Taiji did not agree. His eyes were fixed on the Ming army's banner, and then he sighed and said:
"This is either the little emperor's aiding Liao army, or the Liao army in Shenyang City!"
"How does Mr. Beile know? I don't look like this. The Liao army does not have such sophisticated armor and weapons, let alone such morale. The Liao army is a loser."
"You can tell by looking at the Ming Army's Great Banner. It's just an ordinary sun and moon flag. According to the information from my Dajin spy, the so-called Yulin Army's Great Banner is rusted with a golden dragon!"
After hearing this, all the generals of Zhengbai Banner raised their necks and looked at the military formation. It was exactly as Sibeile said, and all of them showed incredible expressions.
I didn't expect Lord Beile to know the Ming army so well. I'm afraid even the Great Khan can't do it, right?
"Pass Benbeile's military order to withdraw the troops. We won't be able to gain much benefit from this battle. This bear barbarian really kept his secrets secret. He was caught off guard!"
Everyone did not understand why they were retreating at this time. Although the Liao army was more numerous than them and did not appear to be defeated, the Eight Banners still had the upper hand. If they continued to fight, they would definitely be able to defeat the Ming army.
Moreover, there are red flags, white flags, and more than 10,000 elite soldiers behind them. As long as they can hold off for three to five hours, they will definitely be able to form an encirclement and eat up these nearly 10,000 Ming troops.
"You must learn to analyze the overall battlefield and situation trends from various aspects such as the enemy's formation and troop formations."