The seventh prince said sadly, "We were caught by the willow thief... Now we are her prisoners..."
He was seriously injured, and the arrow wound on his shoulder was full of filth.
Hachioji's heart skipped a beat, as if he didn't believe in this reality.
"We were caught?"
He is not a naive person, falling into the hands of the enemy, the fate can be imagined.
The Seventh Prince nodded solemnly, "Yes."
"In that case..." Hachioji hurriedly asked, "Is there any movement in the imperial court?"
He and the seventh prince are both princes of the imperial court, representing the face and majesty of the imperial court in Northern Xinjiang. If they are humiliated, the imperial court will lose face.
It is impossible for the imperial court to allow the enemy to humiliate them, and it will definitely send people to negotiate with the willow thief to negotiate terms to exchange the two.
The seventh prince knew what the eighth prince was thinking, and after a while he slowly shook his head, meeting the expectations of the other party, and said sadly, "The willow thief has not seen us so far, and the imperial court is under the control of the old sixth. Someone to redeem us?"
The Seventh Prince has always supported Hachioji for free, and Hachioji is still a strong contender for the replacement king.
The two are the six princes' confidants, so how could the latter give up his interests in exchange for the two
As everyone knows, the imperial court has already exploded.
The sixth prince had not slept for two days, for fear of closing his eyes, the enemy broke through the royal city and entered the imperial court.
Not sleeping for a long time, his nerves are extremely fragile, and the ministers below are still chatting, making his brain hurt.
"Noisy and noisy - apart from quarreling, is there anyone who can relieve the worries of loneliness?"
The sixth prince's emotions erupted, and his angry voice made all the ministers quiet for a moment, not daring to make a sound.
"You! Stand up and say it!" The sixth prince pointed at a minister casually, "If you can't say how ugly you are, you will be killed!"
All the ministers were as quiet as chickens, and no one dared to be such an early bird.
Only the sixth prince's father-in-law dared to stand up. He was the main fighting faction. The only seedling, Hakeyi, was killed in battle, and he wanted to avenge his son.
The sixth prince felt a little guilty in the face of his father-in-law, so he reluctantly suppressed his manic emotions and patiently listened to the other party's words.
There is only one core that Lao-zhangren said throughout the article—war!
As for the strategic layout, there is no mention of it, just like a reckless man with only muscles in his mind.
war
What to fight
Take the head and fight the willow thief
They have been blocked into the king's city by the willow thieves, and they are like the king of ten thousand years. Their morale is extremely low, and they can't beat them at all.
The sixth prince resisted the urge to vomit blood in his heart, and on the surface he still had to stabilize his father-in-law, and he still had to rely on this old father-in-law now.
"Reporting to the king, an arrow was shot from outside the city, and there is a letter from the willow thief on it."
The Sixth Prince regained his spirits and said quickly, "Come on and see what is said above."
The ministers of Northern Xinjiang knew not many people of Han script, so in the end they could only pass the letter to the third prince and let him read it on his behalf.
The third prince opened the letter and looked at it, his face was as gloomy as ink, something seemed to be choked up in his throat, and he couldn't pronounce a word.
"The third child - even you have to disobey the order of the lonely king?"
The sixth prince's anger was high, and his anger caused him to breathe quickly, his chest heaved violently, and he panted like a cow.
The third prince was stunned for a moment, and read the above content with difficulty.
The seventh prince and the eighth prince had already become prisoners of the willow thieves. If the Northern Xinjiang imperial court wanted to redeem the two, they had to surrender in Kaicheng—the surrender of Kaicheng was not over, and the imperial court would become prisoners—if she was willing to agree to this condition, she would have to surrender. Only clean up the imperial court, not hurt other nobles.
This is an ultimatum issued by Jiang Pengji. If Beijiang doesn't know what is good or bad, then don't blame her for being cruel and ruthless.
"Go away—all for Gugo—" The sixth prince lost control of his emotions, he got up from the throne, rushed to the third prince with great strides, snatched the letter in his hand, and tore it into pieces in three or two times, "She Liu Xi thought she was Who is it? How dare you make such a threat!"
The Northern Imperial Court is the most noble race in Northern Xinjiang.
According to the genealogy records, they are descendants of the gods believed in the northern Xinjiang, and their bloodlines are extremely noble.
Don't think that only the Central Plains family pays attention to bloodline, and the northern Xinjiang barbarians care more about bloodline.
The Northern Border Imperial Court is a descendant of the gods. They were born to control the life of the earth, and the mere mortals still want to control their life and death
absurd!
However, God-born or something, to put it bluntly, is to put gold on his own face.
If not, how could the imperial court be able to suppress other families in the northern border and become the royal family
The third prince looked at the mad and furious appearance of the sixth prince, and asked coldly, "If it doesn't work, what about the old seven and the eight?"
The sixth prince angrily pulled out the dagger from his waist, and said to the third prince, "The solitary is the king, and you are only courtiers. Instead of solving problems for the solitary, you ask the solitary what to do? The trash - all trash - the only one who wants you all. What's the use of waste?"
The third prince looked at each other coldly, and he knew that the brother in front of him had already been driven crazy.
The courtroom was in chaos, and everyone was clamoring for nothing.
The next day, a mobile arrow tower was pushed to a place hundreds of paces away from the royal city, and there were two naked people hanging on it.
It was the seventh and eighth princes who were half dead.
Around their necks hung two strips with a few bohemian characters written on them.
A long strip reads—[When the two princes died]
Another long strip reads—[The day our army broke the city, and the head of the owls]
At the end was painted Liu's clan emblem, arrogant and arrogant.
Seeing this, the guards on the wall of the royal city were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they quickly passed the news back to the imperial court.
The sixth prince sat on the spot in a daze, his face was too dark to look at, and the courtiers who were arguing under the tent couldn't make him come back to his senses.
"The king, the old minister is willing to ask Ying to fight."
"... Instead of being humiliated, it's better to integrate and go out of the city to fight the willow thief to the death!"
The old father-in-law is all about revenge for his son, who is the only seed in his lineage.
Now that the only son is dead, he is equivalent to cutting off his son and never being a grandson. Rather than being so humiliated by the enemy alive, he might as well fight a battle in Kaicheng.
The old man sees death as home and is willing to fight to the end for the royal family, but the other nobles are not willing.
To live why to die
How much is the backbone worth
They don't pay attention to propriety, righteousness, integrity, filial piety, loyalty and trustworthiness.
As long as they are still alive, they can continue to enjoy the glory and wealth, but it is just a change of loyal master.
If surrendering can save their lives, why should they be buried with the royal family
"It's better - let's come down -" an old official said hesitantly, his voice was not loud, but it attracted everyone's attention, he boldly said, "Now that thieves are in full swing, it will be time to break the city. It's better to increase casualties as soon as possible—"
Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed in the air, his neck was cold, and hot blood splattered on the ground.
The third prince took the knife back into the scabbard, and said with a gloomy expression, "You surrender without a fight, are you still the tough northerners?"
If Master Wulipa was still there, he would definitely fight to the end, how could he have the idea of bowing down to the enemy