The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1252 Military Meeting
Liaodong, mid-October, two months have passed since the war.

The Jurchens seemed to have accepted the reality and stopped sending troops, and both sides began to accumulate strength tacitly.

In Jinzhou City, soldiers are helping to build houses.

A huge mansion, where military officers gathered.
Holding up the wine glass, Niu Jizong looked at Zhang Cheng and said with a smile on his face: "Nephew Jia, in this battle, you made me stand up straight! Hahahaha!"

"Uncle, you are too kind. The soldiers just obeyed their orders! It is mainly because General Feng led the troops well and General Jiang was very helpful in dispatching them!"

Holding up his wine glass, Zhang Cheng quickly shared the credit.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Feng Tang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Jue, you are exaggerating. We all know how brave you are!"

"Yes, Jue brother, it's not good to be too modest!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng praising him, Jiang Zining couldn't help but smile.

Because he and Feng Tang were almost broken by Daishan at the beginning. If it weren't for Zhang Cheng's desperate battle, everyone would have to go back to Beijing to be tried.

As for Wang Ziteng, Jiang Zining didn't want to mention this waste at all, because when attacking Chaoyang, the soldiers under his command actually made the artillery and muskets misfire. Fortunately, Daishan didn't have the courage to fire at that time, otherwise he would have been waiting to die!

After a round of toasts, Wang Ziteng's face became more and more gloomy.

Because in the past when he was in Jizhou Town, relying on the reputation of the Jia family, many generals admired him very much.
But now, as Zhang Cheng stood up, these people seemed to begin to betray him, Wang Ziteng!

Thinking that he could not gain a foothold in Liaodong, Wang Ziteng looked at Zhang Cheng with greater hostility.
After all, the Jia family has limited resources. If you take them away, what will happen to Wang Ziteng?
"I am not feeling well today, please forgive me!"

After drinking the whole cup, Wang Ziteng left with his people.
Looking at Wang Ziteng's back, Feng Tang's eyes flashed with coldness, because he felt that this old guy was becoming more and more ignorant.
Looking at Wang Ziteng, Niu Jizong couldn't help but glance at him, and then he seemed to understand something.
However, relying on their old relationship, Wang Ziteng and Niu Jizong are more optimistic about Zhang Cheng because he is a good fighter!
As for his relationship with the Jia family, Niu Jizong said that this should be treated separately!
"The Emperor established the Liaodong Protectorate in order to regroup. I think within two years, we will have a major war with the Jurchens!"

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Niu Jizong looked at the military heroes in front of him and couldn't help but become serious.
"I guess it will take at most one year, because Nurhaci will not allow us to gain a foothold here!"

Looking at Niu Jizong and others, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but put some beef into his mouth.

Hearing his words, Niu Jizong said, "What do you think, Jue brother?"

"Although the troops of Jizhou Town have moved forward, there is no guarantee that Huang Taiji and others will not attack from Rehe and other places!"

At this point, Zhang Cheng's eyes were filled with coldness.

Because he had too few soldiers and horses, it would take him at least several years to completely pacify Liaodong.
"The imperial court has already prepared to send other people to defend Rehe. As for that place, we don't have to worry about it!"

He spoke calmly, and Niu Jizong couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"That's fine, then!"

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Zhang Cheng laughed.

Because as long as Huang Taiji dared to attack Rehe, he would dare to attack Shengjing.

Let’s change places. Let’s see whether he takes Rehe first, or we kill all the Aisin-Gioro first!

Seeing Zhang Cheng's sudden meaningful smile, Niu Jizong said, "Brother Jue, you and Wang Ziteng are relatives, so don't make things too awkward! I'm afraid that outsiders will laugh at you!"

"Don't worry, uncle. I have no grudge against him!"

After hearing what Niu Jizong said, Zhang Cheng began to explain.
Looking at Zhang Cheng, many people present were confused, because this is called no grudges? Didn't you see Wang Ziteng just walked away with his sleeves rolled up?

"Since there is no grudge, I will write a letter to the court tomorrow and ask him to go back!" Looking at Zhang Cheng, Niu Jizong spoke up.
Hearing Niu Jizong's words, Feng Tang and Jiang Zining beside him also hurriedly said: "We want to sign too!"

Inside the mansion, Wang Ziteng sat gloomily on a chair.
At this moment, the butler came in and reported, then whispered something in his ear.
"Wow!"

Wang Ziteng angrily swept across the desk and roared, "The damn kid, only a few months old, wants to take away my foundation in Liaodong! How can I tolerate him!"

However, after venting his anger, Wang Ziteng also realized that Niu Jizon and others were short-sighted. They thought they could achieve merit by relying on Zhang Cheng. No, this was absolutely impossible!

Picking up the pen and ink, Wang Ziteng wrote a letter and said, "Send it to my sister!"

"I understand, sir!"

Picking up the sealed letter, the butler turned and left.
Because he wanted to make some arrangements before returning to Beijing. Instead of waiting for that little brat to take away his resources, it would be better for him to borrow the power of the Jia family and rise to the top!
Back in the mansion, Zhang Cheng saw the young maid was heating water, carrying the wooden bucket with great difficulty, causing water to spill onto the ground. He immediately stepped forward to help.

But looking at Zhang Cheng, the maid knelt on the ground in fear and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Looking at the maid in front of him, Zhang Cheng's outstretched hand froze in place for a moment, and he couldn't help but press her head and said: "I just want to help you, and you are not a slave, we are compatriots."

At this point, Zhang Cheng helped him up, then walked into the house with a smile on his face, carrying the wooden bucket.

The maid was staring at this scene blankly, and her eyes began to turn red.
Because she once made a small mistake in the hands of the Tartars, but it caused the death of both her parents.
From then on, she remembered that no matter what she did, she had to call him "slave"!
A few days later in the hall,
In the study, the relatives of the Jia family were gathered together.
There were more than a hundred people in the past, but now there are less than thirty people.

Looking at Zhang Cheng above, Jia Pu said, "Brother Jue, why did you call us together?"

"Now that Jinzhou has been liberated, the war is still coming. I want to ask you all, do you still want to stay here?"

Speaking to the tribesmen below, Zhang Cheng knew that if the war broke out again, it would be a battle of life and death, and there could only be one voice in Liaodong!
"If we go back now, how will we be able to face the world?"

Many people looked at Zhang Cheng bitterly, lowering their heads.
Because too many of their relatives had died, and they were the only ones left out of the hundred or so people, how could they go back?

"In that case, then you can distribute the troops to the various camps and help our Jia family stand up again!"

Speaking to the crowd, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.
Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the people present nodded one after another.
After discussing the matter, everyone dispersed one after another.

Leaving Wei Ge'er behind, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Come here!"

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Wei Geer asked with some doubt,
"Go find some merchants and tell them this."

Zhang Cheng leaned close to Jia Wei's ear and spoke. His eyes gradually turned cold.
When Jia Wei heard Zhang Cheng's words, he was shocked and said, "Is this true or not?"

"Why do you care whether this is true or not? How can you be so gossipy at such a young age?"

Patting Wei Ge'er's head, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but scold him.

But looking at Zhang Cheng, Jia Wei said with disbelief: "Uncle, this is clearly what you said!"

"Go, go, go, get it quickly! Also, the army calls it plants, call me the pacification master!"

Looking at Jia Wei unhappily, Zhang Cheng raised his foot, but failed to kick him because Wei Ge'er had already run away.

(End of this chapter)