The riots in Dragon City and the death of Yale Fuhua were just the beginning.
In fact, compared with the stormy waves behind, it was nothing at all.
In just one day, Fang Yuan "visited" powerful princes such as the eldest prince Batu, the second prince Aguda, and the eighth prince Geritu, and summoned them to participate in the alliance meeting in the name of the acting alliance leader.
Originally, Hu people would not care about this, but with Fang Yuan's force that could suppress everything, the lion, no matter how ferocious, could only become more obedient than a kitten.
Even the most rebellious eighth prince, Geritu, had no choice but to obey and participate in the alliance meeting hosted by the leader of the Xia Kingdom after Zhuoli Getu, the first warrior of the Yuan Kingdom, was defeated by Fang Yuan in three moves.
Outside Dragon City.
A group of Hu cavalry surged out, with a person in the middle, who turned out to be Batu, accompanied by several warriors and shamans.
"Even if an alliance is to be held, why not hold it in Dragon City?"
He exhaled and looked very dissatisfied, with a vague look of fear in his eyes.
Of course Batu is not afraid of Fang Yuan. In fact, as the other party said, if you want to kill him, even if you hide under the palace, it will be useless!
What he was really afraid of was his younger brothers.
"Prince, please rest assured that the meeting place is the southern military camp, and in the name of the best warrior in the world, we will ensure our safety!"
Next to him, a shaman with a white bone ring on his nose comforted him: "With that adult here, Aguda and Geritu must not be willing to take the risk to assassinate you! And... if the alliance location is placed in Long Cheng, I’m afraid your brothers won’t agree!”
Batu smiled bitterly, thinking that if Geritu, Aguda and others were really willing to enter Dragon City obediently, it was hard to say whether he would give up this opportunity to catch them all once and for all.
"These southerners are not good at fighting, but they are quite unique in architecture. If they go south in the future, they will rob a group of craftsmen and use them for my use!"
Seeing the towering rooftop that had been built in front of the southern military camp, Batu couldn't help but think to himself.
"Lulu!"
At this time, not far away, two more plumes of smoke rose into the sky, approaching quickly.
"It's the flag of Aguda and Geritu!"
Batu took a look, and his expression suddenly darkened.
The two gangs approached, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Fortunately, the Southern military camp also discovered this. The camp door opened wide, and thousands of cavalry rushed out under the leadership of Zhang Xia, Li Xinghu, Liu Shanchuang and other Wu Zong to maintain order.
"snort!"
Geritu turned over and dismounted, followed by Zhuoli Getu. The first warrior of the Yuan Kingdom looked a little pale and coughed from time to time. It was obvious that he was not in a good condition. At this time, he followed Geritu step by step.
"Batu! You, an accomplice of the devil, an evil seed cursed by the gods, committed the crime of patricide, and you still dare to appear here?"
Geritu's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light, and he called in a low voice: "Zhuoli Getu..."
"Your Highness the Eighth Prince, I understand what you mean..."
Zhuoligetu coughed, "With the current distance, I can kill Batu regardless of life or death, but the Southerners will definitely not let us go. In the end, they will only benefit your brother, Prince Aguda!"
"I know, so I have to endure it for the time being!"
Ge Ritu's face was as dark as water. He stepped onto the high platform and his expression changed again.
I saw the monarchs of all countries sitting in rows. This was naturally expected, but there are two unexpected people who are also here!
"It's the third and fourth princes!"
Zhuoligetu said: "It seems that the news is true. They brought the remnants of two ten thousand households and surrendered the southerners!"
"This is a shame! I will definitely remember this moment, God is watching me!"
Geritu clenched his fists.
Now the three princes sat down at the table and looked at each other with the other two princes, all with evil eyes.
"I think Yuan Wu has always been the mainstay of our alliance!"
After everyone arrived, the leader of the Xia Kingdom spoke according to the prepared words: "... It is a great pity that King Khan died, but the Yuan Kingdom cannot be left without a master for a day... "
"Hmph! Could it be that the leader of the alliance wants to interfere with the affairs of our grassland king?"
Geritu was young after all, so he couldn't bear it anymore and came forward first.
"You are all heroes of the generation, how dare the leader of this alliance dare to choose at will? It is just the turmoil in the Yuan Kingdom, which is not a good thing! As for whether this alliance has the strength?"
Xie Lingyun stood up and smiled proudly: "Although there are only 30,000 troops here, we have already sent word that hundreds of thousands of troops will immediately gather at the border of the grassland!"
Hearing this, Batu and Aguda looked at each other with sadness in their hearts.
The southerners have gathered a large number of troops, and it will be difficult to fight in Grass Valley in the future.
But Fang Yuan knew that all of this was just Xie Lingyun's bluff. Even though he had the lives of the kings of various countries at his fingertips, when the critical moment came, it would be great if he could recruit a hundred thousand troops.
Even so, this is also an extremely scary number.
At that moment, the expressions of several barbarian princes changed rapidly: "What exactly do you want?"
"I have already said before that I want the grassland to be peaceful, and we will discuss a plan that everyone can accept!"
Fang Yuan made the final decision.
Although he was only wearing a monarch's crown at this time, he undoubtedly had the highest status and the most powerful voice.
Batu and Aguda hesitated for a while, and finally Geritu stood up: "What exactly do you want? Say it freely!"
"good!"
The leader of the Xia Kingdom clapped his hands: "All the princes are heroes, and this alliance does not dare to directly choose them on behalf of nature. How about we all become Khans and each lead a country?"
"What?"
This suggestion was like a thunder that exploded in the field.
"How brave! This is to split our Khanate!"
Geritu was shocked and angry. A word came to his throat, but he couldn't get it out.
Because when he saw Batu, Aguda, and even the third and fourth princes, their eyes were shining brightly, and they looked thoughtful and interested, his heart suddenly sank.
He had been regarded as the crown prince before, so looking at the issue from the perspective of the future leader of the Yuan Kingdom, of course he felt it was inappropriate.
But several princes were overjoyed.
Indeed, rather than fighting for a slim bright future, it is of course more tempting to eat the fat on your lips first.
Especially for the less hopeful prince, the temptation is greater.
"good!"
Fang Yuan's voice sounded: "How vast is this Yuanrong Grassland? Let alone eight, there are eighty khanates, which are more than enough. All the princes are majestic and heroic, and they can all be Khan kings and the founders of the country!"
At the end of the day, his plan unfolded.
No matter which Hu prince ascends to the throne of Khan, he will inevitably set his sights south after unification!
Even if they try their best to destroy the Yuan Kingdom, they will only have decades of peace and hope for the rise of a new kingdom in the future.
Therefore, in his opinion, the best way is to let the barbarians have civil strife and consume each other.
"There are too many tribes on the grassland and we can't kill them all. We also need these mature barbarians as a barrier in the south. We have to try enfeoffment first!"
He said silently in his heart.
The huge Yuan Kingdom was dismembered and the princes were allowed to kill each other, but the bottom line was maintained, the strong were hoeed and the weak were supported. In short, the purpose was to make them suffer from internal conflicts. The vassal kingdom became smaller and smaller, and could not have the power to integrate.
This was a delicate job, and it would definitely require several countries near the grassland to join forces and manipulate it carefully behind the scenes, but Fang Yuan wanted to try it.
Anyway, even if he fails, it doesn't matter to him, so what is there to fear
"How to divide the territory, tribes, people and horses?"
Geritu suddenly asked.
"This is a simple, adult prince, each leading 10,000 households, with the headquarters and mother clan taking priority. As for the pastures, we have already divided them, and you can decide by drawing lots!"
Fang Yuan ordered people to carry the map.
Above that is the territory of the Yuan Kingdom. Although it is only a part of the grassland near the south, it is also vast and full of fertile water and grass.
But at this time, it was randomly divided into eight pieces, each with its own mark.
Batu, Aguda, and Geritu looked at each other in confusion.
Judging from their early preparations, these southerners were determined to separate them.
But no one dared to be the first to speak, bearing this infamy, and... how could he be willing to accept the position of the Yuan Kingdom if he didn't compete for it
"Thank you for your kindness. We are willing to swear an alliance!"
But the third prince and the fourth prince, the two stooges who had been treated and obeyed, immediately jumped out.
Originally, there was little chance of them succeeding in their fight for the throne, but now they were brutally killed and their strength was greatly reduced. It was a surprise to get a consolation prize.
"Damn it... you are a thief!"
Watching this scene, Geritu couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly, his nails digging into his flesh.
"We... are willing to accept this proposal!"
Even so, reason was forcing him to agree to the peace treaty.
Just after he left his mouth, two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks.
…
"Congratulations, Master, for completing an unprecedented feat!"
Looking at the leaving figures of several barbarian princes, Xie Lingyun couldn't hide the joy on her face, bowed and said.
Wu Qiankun next to him moved his lips but said nothing.
Even he had to admit that once this feat of dividing the Yuan Kingdom was implemented, the Hu people in the Yuanrong Prairie would no longer be in trouble for at least a hundred years.
It's just that this eternal great achievement was not completed under his leadership, which is very regrettable.
"If nothing happens on the grassland and this person turns his attention to Wu Kingdom, what should he do?"
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel frightened.
While he was on tenterhooks, Fang Yuan happened to turn around and glanced at him, which immediately made Wu Qiankun feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"It's too early to mention this at this time!"
Fang Yuan looked at Longcheng with thoughtful eyes: "Send the order and put the entire army on alert to prevent barbarians from stealing the camp!"
"What?"
Xie Lingyun was excited.
"Although the Hu people's spirit has not declined, how can they obey orders without a big defeat?"
There was an inexplicable smile on Fang Yuan's lips, as if he had seen through everything.
…
That night, the Hu people's second prince Aguda and the eighth prince Geritu jointly stole the camp, were ambushed, and were killed. They were severely defeated. Zhuoligetu died on the spot. The next day, the eldest prince Batu surrendered to the city and was granted the title of Shunyi Khan and other princes also held the title of Khan and were enfeoffed in various places. This started the century-old rebellion of the Eight Khans on the grassland...