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Text Section 172: The Game of Later Jin Dynasty

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    The main street in Yangcheng is bustling with people and traffic. Banner people and Han people are mixed with silk from the south. Tea and rice from Huguang are filled with shops of all sizes. Its prosperity is no less than that of Qiongzhou Prefecture.  Li Chengzong's deputy was attracted by a Mongolian woman in fur and flag uniform. He stared blankly until he saw the beauty turning the corner, then turned around and praised Li Chengzong,

    "I never expected that there is such a big city in this cold northern land. The Tatars should not be underestimated."

    Li Chengzong was neither in the mood to see the city scenery nor happy.  I've been in Shenyang for five days. Not to mention convincing Hou Jin to attack the Ming Dynasty, I haven't even seen Huang Taiji's face.  However, he was perfunctory by several Jinhan officials for a few days, taking turns to get information about Nanhai Kingdom.  The full ambition at the time of departure turned into heavy pressure, weighing heavily on Li Chengzong.

    This time, the commander-in-chief carried several banners and took the order from King Dong. If he couldn't do it, he would lose the face of King Dong.

    The group of people were riding towards their settlement when they heard the sound of fast horse hooves coming from ahead, and the crowds on the street moved to avoid the situation.

    Most of the envoys brought out by Li Chengzong were people from the logistics department. They didn't usually ride horses much. A few of them were slow when they reined in the horses' heads, and they had to collide with the dozen or so horses rushing over.

    Li Chengzong frowned and shouted loudly, "Get out of the way!"

    But it was too late. There were only two meters between the horses' heads on both sides. The envoys were so panicked that they couldn't control themselves and even spun their horses across the middle of the road.  Li Chengzong saw that all the people in front of him were wearing expensive clothes and knew that they had a lot of background. He thought that this collision might cause trouble, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

    They were about to collide with each other, but they saw a dozen or so riders rising up with their horses' hooves flying, and they stopped one meter in front of the horse's head.  The neighing of more than a dozen strong horses caused everyone on the street to stop what they were doing and look over.  Li Chengzong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't hit anyone, clasped his fists and said,

    "I am not good at horseback riding and can't avoid it, so I asked"

    "It's your uncle!"

    ?See here is the Han Dynasty.  The Jurchen knight in the front row whipped over with a domineering whip.  The riding crop is already long.  Now the knights on both sides are very close.  The whip was directed towards Li Chengzong's face.  Li Chengzong was shocked and bent down to avoid the whip.  He used his backhand to draw out the dagger from his waist and roll it onto the whip.  He wrapped the riding crop around his sword.

    The whip-swinging knight in white armor seems to be a noble bannerman.  The Han people in Shenyang City exist like slaves.  How could he have expected that this group of Han people would dare to draw swords against each other?  The knight held a riding crop in his hand.  A pair of eyes opened as big as a gong.  He stared at Li Chengzong in shock and anger.

    Li Chengzong has been depressed these days.  Now I saw that this Tartar and this Yi Di actually dared to whip themselves.  I was also very angry.  Li Chengzong shouted "Bold!" and rolled up his hands.  >The dagger made of steel cut the riding whip in half.

    As soon as the riding whip was broken, he was stunned and shouted angrily.  A dozen armored knights glared at each other.  He actually rode his horse and surrounded the envoys here.  The Nanhai people here are not easy to talk to either.  They looked at each other and rushed forward to confront the group of Queen Jin Xungui in front of the street.

    Li Chengzong is guarding his sword in front of him.  He shouted with a sound of sweat breaking out on his head.  "I am Li Chengzong, the envoy of the Nanhai Kingdom, 'Zhijinwu'. I am here to negotiate with Erhan. Who are you? How dare you surround me in the street."

    ¡°Zhi Jinwu was an official name during the Han Dynasty. Where could such an official exist in Nanhai Kingdom?  It was Qin Mingtao who was afraid that Li Chengzong would not have enough power in the Hou Jin Dynasty, so he temporarily gave the title as an empty title.

    But this title did not calm the soldiers, it had more of a reaction.  I heard that it was the South Sea Kingdom, and the Jurchen knight's eyes turned red.  A dozen sabers were flashed amidst a clanging sound.  The envoys were shocked and had to draw their swords to defend themselves, and the situation became tense.  Several Tatars clamped the horse's belly and pushed forward a few steps, and the weapons on both sides almost hit each other.

    Although Li Chengzong did not want to lose the prestige of the Nanhai Kingdom, he was even more unwilling to fight with the Jurchens on the streets of Shenyang for no reason and ruin this important negotiation.  Seeing that the vigorous soldiers were eager to try, Li Chengzong restrained his subordinates in a low voice, and then shouted loudly over there again,

    "It will be of no use to the two countries to start a war for no reason. Who is in front of me? Li Chengzong, the ruler of the South China Sea, wants to see you."

    No one responded to Li Chengzong, but the Tatars pressed harder.

    Holding the knife in a posture that can pounce at any time to deliver a fatal blow, the blood-red eyes are full of hatred.  Thousands of bannermen were killed in the Battle of Dalinghe, and the Tatars hated the Nanhai people.

    In the cold wind of December, sweat soaked his back, and Li Chengzong frowned.  He didn't expect that this mission would be like this. He pulled his horse back and took a step back. Li Chengzong held the dagger in his hand tighter.  He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dozen riders in front of him, trying to think of a way to escape safely without losing the dignity of the Nanhai Kingdom.

    "The dagger is good, but is this the sword of the South China Sea?"

    &nbsQi is naturally the key target of Huang Taiji.  Relying on the two yellow flags he held, relying on the support of the Dorgon brothers' two white flags, and relying on the power of victory in the first battle to enter the pass, Huang Taiji gradually defeated the three major Baylors and deposed Amin last year.

    But now that Dalinghe has achieved such a tragic victory, Huang Taiji's status as the Great Khan is once again in danger.  In the history of Houjin, so many people had never died in a battle.

    At this time, Huang Taiji showed great interest when he heard that the Nanhai people wanted to sell cannons to Hou Jin.  With these artillery pieces, he can enter the border again, use victory and plunder to make his tribe worship him, and re-establish his supreme authority.

    But the other two Baylors seem to have different opinions.  The key to this matter now is the attitude of Dorgon and Dodo.  In fact, this is Dorgon's attitude - Duduo grew up with Dorgon, and ultimately listened to Dorgon's decision.

    Dorgon is only a nineteen-year-old boy, but he has to serve his mother-killing enemy every day. This kind of pressure is not understandable to ordinary people.  He looked at his biological brother melancholy, nodded and said, "I know, but he was not the only one who killed E Niang. Without Huang Taiji, our life will be even more difficult."

    Dorgon breathed out and said resolutely, "It's more expensive. I saw the test firing that day, and it was better than the red cannon. We must support Huang Taiji in this matter."

    Duduo took a step back. He was very dissatisfied with Dorgon's attitude.

    The two were silent for a while, and Duduo said unhappily: "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday, and I want to go to the tomb. You don't have time to go, or you still have some scruples"

    Dorgon interrupted his younger brother unhappily, "Nonsense! Never have I forgotten my mother's birthday! Let's go together!"

    Duduo¡¯s expression softened, and the young Baylor looked at his brother and sighed.
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