Logically speaking, Zhu Cixuan should be well prepared. At least, he should send spies to the place where the peace talks are first inspected. Let's see if Hauge has set up any ambush here.

But Zhu Cixuan did not do this, and he didn't even look at the place chosen by Haoge. He just said that he would bring people to negotiate and sign the alliance at noon tomorrow.

Could it be that this little prince is not afraid of anything at all. No matter what kind of conspiracy Haoge sets up, he has a way to solve it.

This is terrible. Fan Wencheng is very worried. If he can't guess the other party's plan, he will be in danger.

Fan Wencheng found Aobai and secretly reminded him: "Aobai, the eldest prince underestimates the enemy so much, I am always worried. You must always protect the eldest prince's safety at all times. No matter what happens, you cannot leave the eldest prince three feet away. Do you understand?"

Obai was very respectful to Fan Wencheng. He nodded: "Mr. Fan, don't worry, as long as I, Obai, breathe in one breath, I will never let anyone hurt the eldest prince. Besides, the eldest prince is wearing the Heavenly Silkworm Armor given by the emperor. This armor is indestructible and cannot even penetrate the musket. Don't worry. But there is only one thing that is puzzled. Why is the prince of Ming Dynasty not afraid of us at all?"

Fan Wencheng was shocked: "Do you think so too?"

Oboi nodded: "That's right, the prince of Ming Dynasty is definitely not a good person. He underestimated the enemy so much this time and came to the meeting without saying a word. I am always uneasy."

Even Oboi thought so, Fan Wencheng was even more worried. However, the eldest prince couldn't listen to the advice at all. Haoge stubbornly believed that Zhu Cilang was not worth worrying.

The most important thing now is how to prevent Zhu Cilang's tricks. However, you can't guess the other party's methods at all, and Fan Wencheng is very anxious.

This is exactly the effect Zhu Cilang wants, psychological warfare.

In the bare and endless north of Jinzhou City, Haoge has to do it on himself. What kind of methods he can take are nothing more than what kind of methods.

It is difficult for masters to assassinate. Since it is an alliance, as the eldest son of the emperors of both countries, the guards they carry must be first-class masters.

Under layers of guards, the possibility of assassinating the opponent is almost zero.

The second type is poisoning. This seems to be debated. The ancients' highly poisonous substances were nothing more than arsenic, and there was almost no possibility of poisoning during peace talks.

The third type has the greatest possibility, and ambushes are preset. The surroundings are vast, and it is even more impossible to preset an ambush. Within a radius of dozens of miles, you can see clearly even a figure.

If you use cannons, let alone the Qing Dynasty, even the Ming Dynasty would not have such a long range. Even if there are, the range of dozens of miles will not be so accurate. By then, both sides would have long been escaping.

When Haoge wanted to kill himself, he was nothing more than a preset gunpowder, fire attack, flooding, traps, cold arrows, etc., which Zhu Cilang couldn't guess thoroughly.

Since you can't guess thoroughly, don't guess. It's better to find a way to protect yourself and deal with emergencies that may occur at any time, so Zhu Cixuan did not send anyone to the negotiation site to spy on it.

Because it is useless if you go, and you can't find anything that the other party doesn't want you to see even if you go.

But Haoge was determined to win: "Mr. Fan, why do you have such a bitter face? The prince of Ming Dynasty is not a monster. If we have more than 200 archers who can't kill him, then there will be a ghost."

Fan Wencheng didn't say anything, but sighed in his heart, fearing that even two thousand archers would not be able to kill them, not only two thousand archers.

Maybe he really regarded Zhu Cilang as a ghost, and Fan Wencheng also felt a little nervous. I hope that as the eldest prince said, he was thinking too much about everything. Anyway, no matter what, he will see it at noon tomorrow.

Even if the prince of Ming Dynasty cannot be killed, Haoge has the Tian Silkworm Armor to accompany him, he will not be worried about his life.

Early the next morning, Zhu Cixuan ordered thirty followers and prepared to set out from Jinzhou and go out to meet Haoge.

Hong Chengchou was very worried that the prince was the country's connection. If there were three strengths and two weaknesses, the Ming Dynasty would be in danger.

However, when Zhu Cixuan and his group set off, Hong Chengchou was stunned.

Zhu Cixuan, the secret guard master Meng Fanchao, the dog-legged waste, and the tiger-ben army and the tiger-ben army's Linghu Yunlong Zhan Yunpeng and others, their equipment was extremely strange.

The shield is nothing strange. What is strange is that the weapons, flintlock rifles in the hands of Zhu Cixuan and others, and the flintlock rifles under Zhu Cixuan. Even the eunuch Sun Wangcai was carrying a hand.

That's not all. Everyone's waist was bulging. There were a few black, gourd-style things hanging. No one knew what that was, but everyone's waist was hanging three or four. No one was holding a bow or arrow or cold weapons.

That's right, Zhu Cilang just uses hot weapons to suppress it. No matter what method you use, no matter how you Haoge use tricks.

If the soldiers come and generals block the water and soil, I will only go all the way. No matter how high your martial arts are, I will be afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how strong your skills are, I will be afraid of muskets.

No matter what trick you, Hauge, I will use a flintlock gun and gunpowder to cover it up at once. If you don’t die, you will be disabled.

The gate of Jinzhou City slowly opened, and Zhu Cixuan and his group left the city. The sound of horse hooves, Zhu Cixuan's flying clouds were extremely fast. The four hooves flew everywhere, and they just bounced lightly on the ground and rushed out very far.

Haoge and others had long been anxious to wait for the league location. There were three trees fifty miles north of Jinzhou City. This was the place where they negotiated the alliance. Haoge's two hundred archers had already been ambushed in the trenches.

Around Haoge are thirty warriors including Oboi, and these people are also selected by thousands of experts.

The dust was flying, and the sound of horse hooves was heard. Zhu Cixuan and his group rolled in from afar like a wave.

The Manchu warriors who were waiting stood up one after another and surrounded Haoge. Oboi accompanied Haoge, with Fan Wencheng on the side.

Everyone looked at them, and Zhu Cilang and his group were getting closer. Suddenly, Fan Wencheng said in a deep voice: "No, they have shields."

Zhu Cixuan's subordinates had a shield on their backs. It seemed that they had been guarding against Haoge's archers.

However, Hauge didn't care about this: "What are you afraid of? They are just thirty people. Even if they have shields, they are still doomed."

That's right, the two hundred people who were preset ambushed were enough to encircle and annihilate Zhu Cixuan and others. Haoge was very confident in this regard.

However, Zhu Cixuan and his group arrived dozens of meters away in front of Haoge and suddenly stopped.

Haoge bowed: "Why did the Prince of Ming Dynasty stop? Why don't you come and have a drink together?"

Under three trees, there were two wine glasses on the table. Haoge waved his hands generously and made a gesture of asking for words.

Zhu Cilang held the horse: "No, my grand prince, I am afraid that you will be poisonous in the wine."
Chapter completed!