"I dare not, but the Qing Dynasty is at the critical moment of life and death, so I have no choice but to do this."

"How many soldiers do you want to borrow?" Zheng Zhilong asked.

"Not much, five thousand naval divisions will be enough."

"What are you going to Liaodong for?" Zheng Zhilong immediately became alert.

Zheng Chenggong was about to go to Dengzhou.

Although the specific mission is still unclear, it is definitely a battle in Liaodong.

Once the two sides meet, no matter who wins or loses, it will be a huge loss for him.

"I am only responsible for defense, not taking the initiative to attack."

"Where to defend?"

"The Haeju Port of Korea was protected from surprise attacks by the Ming navy when loading and unloading goods."

"Sure?"

"Sure."

"This matter...can be discussed." Zheng Zhilong said gritting his teeth.

He seems to have a choice, but in fact he has lost the right to choose.

As the saying goes, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.

Once smuggling with the Jiannu starts, it cannot be stopped.

As for when it will end, he has no idea.

Fortunately, he had already figured out how to deal with the issue of sending troops.

Next, the two sides discussed the money for borrowing soldiers and purchasing goods.

Dorgon's people grasped the scale very well during the negotiations.

He both threatened Zheng Zhilong and gave him enough respect and money.

Finally, the two sides reached a consensus.

The Jian Nu paid 100,000 taels of silver to borrow soldiers, and at the same time raised the price of smuggled goods by 10%.

After the discussion, Dorgon's men stood up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, "Master Zheng?"

"What's wrong again?" Zheng Zhilong was extremely annoyed.

"Prince Rui asked me to bring you a message."

"What?" Zheng Zhilong asked.

"Prince Rui, please think more about why the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty did not allow the Crown Prince to return to the capital, but instead left him in Nanjing without any care."