Facts have proved that Wu Sangui's worries are not groundless, and on the third day after the envoy of the Dashun army left, the envoy of the Qiong Navy also came. Compared with the Dashun Army, which casually sent a passer-by A as an envoy, the envoy of the Qiong Navy was of a much higher standard, with Sima De personally appearing and escorted by a special combat team.

The expanded special combat team has reached 2,000 people, all of whom are the best of the best in the army, and thanks to high-intensity training and adequate nutrition, all of them have strong muscles and are impressing. Seeing the other party's neat queue, as fast as the wind and immovable as a mountain, coupled with the unified military uniform and the addition of a standard rifled gun of one water, Guan Ningjun, who has always regarded himself as an elite soldier, looked at the simple three-eyed gun hanging on his waist, and he was also a little ashamed.

When Wu Sangui saw this group of people, he was secretly frightened in his heart. The team of about 2,000 people seems to be more elite than the Qionghai army seen a few days ago, and even the family members around Zu Dashou can't catch up, and the murderous aura and self-confidence that these people inadvertently reveal seem to have only been seen in the Tartar's Bayala. It seems that the strength of the Joan Navy is far stronger than he estimated, and this opponent must be re-evaluated.

After seeing the tower-like Huang Mengjia, Guan Ningjun couldn't help but let out a low exclamation. Such a giant is rare even in Liaodong, how can such a person appear in such a smoky land in the south?

Huang Mengjia has experienced a baptism of war for several years, and has transformed from a Li Rentong lord who only relies on brute force to fight bravely, to a god of war-level figure, he is already burly and tall, and then sitting on a tall mount, almost looking down at the cavalry of the Guanning Army in front of him, the arrogant momentum in his eyes can't be stopped. The cavalry of the Guan Ning Army, who was swept by his eyes, felt worried in his heart, and involuntarily took two steps back.

With mixed feelings, Wu Sangui received Sima De and his party.

Sima De was polite for a few years, he bowed to Wu Sangui, and introduced his identity succinctly by the way.

"Sima De, chief of staff of the Qiong Navy, has met Ping Xibo."

Hearing the title of Ping Xibo, Wu Sangui couldn't help but hold his head high and replied modestly: "Mr. Sima is polite, the title of Ping Xibo was only mentioned in the emperor's edict, and it was not enthroned. Now that the emperor has died, naturally he can't do anything, and Wu can't afford to be this Pingxibo. ”

Su Thick Leg had already mentioned this stubble in Xianghe, and Wu Sangui was already mentally prepared for Qiong Haijun to know that he had not yet been officially enthroned. However, Su Thick Legs called him with a bit of banter and no respect, and Sima De was sincere or false, this voice was very sincere, giving him enough face.

It's just that what kind of road is this chief of staff of the military aircraft, it seems that there is no such position in the imperial army? Wu Sangui thought secretly. However, to be able to escort such two thousand elites must also be an extremely important figure in the Qiong Navy.

Sure enough, the other party seemed to see his doubts and took the initiative to answer: "In the next scholar, he can't lift a gun, can't wield a knife, and has no power to restrain a chicken. Although he is not talented, he admires Zhuge Kongming, Liu Bowen and other giants very much. This time I came to your army to discuss important matters, and it is also the trust of Pingnanhou, which involves the general trend of the world, and I am really afraid of it. ”

Sima De is so shrewd, in just a few words, he explained clearly what Wu Sangui wanted to know and what he didn't expect. There are two key points in these words: first, my status in the Qiong Navy is very important, similar to Zhuge Liang and Liu Bowen; Second, we look up to you and regard this negotiation as an important event that can affect the general situation of the world.

When Wu Sangui heard this, his heart was much more comfortable. The Qiong Navy sent a figure at the level of a military advisor to show respect for him; Seeing him as an important figure who can influence the direction of the political situation in the capital shows the importance of his role. Compared with the condescending tone of the Dashun Army, Qiongjun's attitude of getting along as equals is undoubtedly more acceptable.

In the choice between left and right, the details often determine success or failure. Sima De said a few words, and the balance in Wu Sangui's heart began to tilt. He warmly invited Sima De to enter the big tent of the Chinese army, and said: "Although Wu has not been knighted by the imperial court, he is just a Ningyuan general soldier, and it is not as important as Mr. said, and it will not affect the general trend of the world, but the person who comes is a guest, please Mr. come in to talk in detail." ”

Sima De smiled slightly, before leaving, the general said that it was really good, give Wu Sangui a dismount in Xianghe, and then hold it again, first suppress and then raise, Wu Sangui will most likely eat this set, and the initiative of negotiation will fall into his own hands.

"Why did Pinciber say that? Although the capital has suffered changes, the Ming Dynasty has not died in the country, and the things set by the emperor will naturally be implemented, and this earl's position will definitely not be able to escape. ”

Wu Sangui stared at Sima De with wide eyes, and a storm was set off in his heart, this is a lot of information! Could it be that Xia Nan is so sure to deal with hundreds of thousands of rogue troops, and to keep the Ming Dynasty alive?

The twists and turns in this are not something that can be figured out for a while, but the matter of chasing Ping Xibo is a good thing for him, and he is naturally happy to see it. Wu Sangui stabilized his mind and said respectfully: "Please enter the big tent to discuss in detail." ”

After Sima De followed Wu Sangui into the big tent, Huang Mengjia stepped forward as if no one was around, standing at the door of the big tent, like a god guarding the South Heavenly Gate, making people dare not approach. More than a dozen henchmen also stood in a row around him, blocking the entrance to the tent.

For this kind of anti-guest-oriented behavior, Guan Ningjun was not only jealous, but also a little resentful in his heart. But I just thought about it in my heart, and I didn't dare to say it in my mouth. Let's not talk about whether you can fight or not, your own general is so polite to others, you must not be able to do it, this dumb loss can only be swallowed.

In the big tent, only Wu Sangui and Sima De were left, and there were no idle people, so there was no care, and the two went straight to the topic.

Sima De got straight to the point: "The people who know Li Zicheng have come and put forward what conditions they have put forward, and they can guess it, it is nothing more than a reward and salary." Regardless of whether these conditions are eye-catching or not, it is difficult to say whether Li Zicheng's dragon chair can sit firmly or not, and these promises may not be fulfilled, they are just castles in the air. ”

Wu Sangui was no longer surprised by the accuracy of Qiong's navy's intelligence, and he didn't dwell on these trivial issues, and asked directly: "Although the Guanning Army is located in a remote place in eastern Liaodong, it is not an insignificant pawn. At present, the first emperor has died, there is no successor, and the Ming Dynasty is in danger, how does Pingnanhou plan, what do you want Guan Ningjun to do, and what benefits can it give us, please Mr. may as well speak bluntly. ”