Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"Would you like to test the sharpness of my sword?"

Dorgon seemed to have his reverse scale touched and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. His eyes widened and he gripped the hilt of his sword, as if he would chop Zhang Shikang to pieces if he dared to talk nonsense again.

He didn't know how this Ming minister knew all this, whether it was because his father Khan asked them to read the Han people's Three Kingdoms and familiarize themselves with the art of war, or... that matter.

With Romance of the Three Kingdoms as a military book, even the surrendered Han officials knew about it, and he would not tell anyone about Dayuer's affairs, nor did he dare to tell anyone.

This was a matter of life and death. Although his brother's health was deteriorating, he was the emperor after all. Even if his Zhengbai Banner was strong in men and horses, it could not defeat the combined forces of the other banners.

and so……

Who leaked the news?

It is definitely impossible for Dayuer to be alive. If he dies, Dayuer will definitely not be alive.

This bastard must be killed, Dorgon thought to himself.

"My knife is not bad either." Zhang Shikang grinned with a mysterious smile, but his hand was holding the handle of the knife.

He could see some clues from Dorgon's sudden angry expression, which not only satisfied Zhang Shikang's gossipy mentality, but also gave him something to use as a bargaining chip.

Although Dorgon was still in his prime, Zhang Shikang was not afraid of him. Over the past six months, Zhang Shikang never slacked off in practicing martial arts and keeping fit.

No matter when or where, no matter what situation he was in, Zhang Shikang always understood that this was a time of chaos.

When people live in troubled times, they will encounter tigers, which are people who are completely unreasonable and don't care about your status, position or family background.

If they just want to kill you, all you can do is fight to the death with a knife.

For this reason, he often shamelessly asked the generals in the Beijing camp who had family martial arts to teach him their ancestral sword and boxing techniques in the military camp.

Under pressure from Zhang Shikang's tyranny, those generals dared not hold back, so Zhang Shikang was able to combine the strengths of many schools and learn a little bit of every martial art.

If it were an ordinary person, even three or five Zhang Shikangs would not be a problem, but Zhang Shikang was a little worried about the famous Dorgon.

Because he only knows a little bit of martial arts.

But he was not too worried. He thought it would be no problem to hold out for a while. A dozen steps away was his own officer corps guard. Sun Weifan and his men had long wanted to kill Dorgon and exchange him for his title.

But in the end, Dorgon just stared at Zhang Shikang coldly for a moment and suppressed his anger again. Zhang Shikang felt that Dorgon was very strong and could tolerate this.

"Tell me your terms."

Of course Dorgon wanted to kill Zhang Shikang, but not now. He had been through many battles and had long seen that the guards behind Zhang Shikang were not ordinary guards.

Han people eat little meat and most of them are weak, but the group of people behind Zhang Shikang are all strong and vigorous, and many of them are even stronger than his Eight Banners Guards.

It is not a good deal to gamble with your own reputation to kill a scoundrel.

To this end, he decided to rescue Yuetuo first, and then teach this scoundrel how to behave on the battlefield.

Seeing Dorgon being so direct, Zhang Shikang hesitated for a moment, but soon he felt that he was worrying too much, and after thinking for a while, he said:

“If you want to save Yuetuo, you need to agree to Benbo’s three conditions.

First, release all the people you have captured, including Sun Chengzong’s clan.

Second, pay three million taels of silver as compensation.

Third, withdraw your troops and promise that you will never commit the offense again."

Dorgon was so angry that he almost laughed when he heard this.

"You are so bold to say that you want to stop the war. Is it because the Ming Dynasty can no longer hold on?"

He had long known that the Ming court was short of food and money, and this time in order to deal with their offensive, he mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, which must have been a huge blow to the Ming's finances.

This can also be evidenced by the fact that Yang Sichang had always been seeking a decisive battle with him.

Dorgon was smiling, and Zhang Shikang's mouth corners were also raised.

The clause just mentioned was actually just something he made up. The Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty were mortal enemies, and even the king of heaven could not resolve this contradiction.

"You should know how big the Ming Dynasty is, and how many troops, horses, money and food it can mobilize are beyond the imagination of your makeshift team.

If you don't believe it, you and I will just keep dragging it out.

Of course, if the imperial court is pushed to the limit, even if it is to exchange three of you for one of you Tartars, the imperial court will not hesitate, but I don’t know if you are willing to do so?”

Although the Jiannu were ferocious, they were few in number, which was their biggest weakness.

He had figured it out before. If he wanted to end the war with the Jiannu as soon as possible, he had to fight a decisive battle with them. Even if taking the initiative to attack would be very risky, he had to act as if he was going to fight a decisive battle with them.

After all, the Jiannu army did not enter the pass to fight a decisive battle with the Ming Dynasty, so they had to weigh the input-output ratio.

Although these Tatars seemed powerful and majestic relying on their large number of war horses to attack everywhere, they actually had many constraints.

The winter outside the Great Wall is not easy, and their purpose is nothing more than to grab more resources for the winter. But if they don’t grab many resources and many Eight Banners warriors die, then it will be a big deal.

Not to mention the Ming Dynasty, even the Mongolian tribes outside the Great Wall would probably have more concerns, especially those tribes that had just surrendered to the Qing Dynasty not long ago.

Nomadic people are the most admiring of strength.

"A ceasefire is possible, but I'm afraid you have misunderstood the situation. The conditions should be proposed by me." Dorgon thought for a while and said.

His royal brother had ordered him to go back more than once, and in fact he himself wanted to stop the war.

This time, Nanlue's affairs have become very unlucky since the appearance of this scoundrel in front of him.

Now that the Ming army of more than 100,000 is ready for battle, he has no way of expanding his victory, and there is not much point in continuing the confrontation.

The scoundrel on the opposite side guessed one thing correctly: the Ming Dynasty wanted to exchange three soldiers for his warrior, and he was really reluctant to do so.

The Qing Dynasty had just been established. Although my brother had tried his best to recruit soldiers from the Manchus, the total strength of the Eight Banners of the Manchus was only 60,000.

If the scoundrel's hypothesis was true, the Ming troops that surrounded him would almost be able to destroy the Qing Dynasty. This was really too absurd.

"Tell me about it." Zhang Shikang said leisurely.

He remembered someone saying that the world is just a huge makeshift team, and things that seem very important to you, such as a war between two countries, may just be because of a reason that you think is ridiculous.

In fact, the negotiations between the two countries were not that solemn at all. It was nothing more than one side asking for a sky-high price and the other side paying on the spot. If they couldn't reach an agreement, they would continue to fight, and when they couldn't fight anymore, they would continue to negotiate.

"You are not at a disadvantage in exchanging Sun Chengzong's clan for Yuetuo." Dorgon felt that he was sincere, at least in this regard.

Although this scoundrel said that Sun Chengzong was already old, he just thought that the other party wanted to increase his bargaining chips. After all, if he did not save Sun Chengzong, the scoundrel would offend many people in the Ming court.

"It's not you who has the final say, just continue." Zhang Shikang snorted.

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