"Halenza, do you think Liu Xi is trying to do something else? Why hasn't there been any movement for half a month?"
Daiwang had dark bags under his eyes, his lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with astonishing madness and anger.
For some unknown reason, during this period of time, King Dai always felt flustered and had nightmares at night, always dreaming that Liu Xi's army rushed to kill the Mayinu tribe. As soon as there was trouble outside, he woke up with a start, and then he couldn't sleep for the whole night. After a few days, his mental state was extremely poor.
Harenza pursed his lips and looked at the king with worry.
Halenza thought that he was scared to death by the previous battle, so he could only try to appease the other party and give him beautiful women for his enjoyment.
This move worked very well, successfully diverting the attention of the acting king, and Halenza's ears were also cleansed.
As everyone knows, a disaster is quietly brewing.
Jiang Pengji rested for a while, then pulled out the camp and chose a place with a higher terrain, which scared the Daiwang who was paying attention to her.
After this day, the troubles of Dai Wang's nightmare became more and more serious.
Because of his irritability and uncontrollable emotions, he would often take the concubine who served him to shed fire, and he would kill people at every turn.
Not only that, the king also used his status to bully the third prince, calling the other party to humiliate and humiliate him every now and then.
"Deputy King is dying—" Wu Liba looked at him indifferently, "When he has a complete 'stroke', you will be ashamed."
The third prince's gloomy expression returned to calm.
As Wulipa said, he had to deal with it calmly.
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
As long as the acting king has a "stroke", the northern border will be without a leader. For the sake of the stability of the army, he will definitely be elected as the new acting king.
At that time, he has a way to let the old nine die without a burial place.
but-
"Teacher, there has been no movement in Liu Xi's camp, and the students always feel a little flustered." The third prince tried Wu Liba, hoping to find out some news from his mouth, "It is reasonable to say that Liu Xi had won a great victory before, and it should be right now. The pursuit of victory is to-"
Wu Liba sighed deeply, frowning slightly, and he said, "This is also a worry for the teacher, I don't know what medicine the willow thief is selling. The willow thief is too treacherous, she only let us see what she wants us to see. A while ago, the willow thief dispatched more than 10,000 troops to send the captured prisoners back to Chongzhou in batches... I thought this was a secret plan, but after careful inspection, it turned out to be true... "
Originally, Wu Liba thought that the other party was using the name of transporting prisoners to secretly dispatch troops to attack other tribes.
In the end, he told him that he thought too much, and people didn't mean it at all.
In any case, Jiang Pengji did not continue to attack, which also gave Wu Liba room to breathe and plan.
The current cost of food and clothing for the king depends entirely on the Mayinu tribe.
The Mayinu tribe is the home court of the three princes, so it couldn't be easier to secretly get some hands on the other party's diet.
A few days later, the king and a group of beauties slept in the same bed. Just as he was having fun, there was a heart-wrenching throbbing in his chest—
"Generation, generation king?"
Seeing that King Dai had not moved for a long time, the beauty under her finally couldn't help but open her eyes, only to see that man's face was ashen, his eyes were bulging, blue veins appeared on his forehead, and a dead silence appeared on his face. If it weren't for the ups and downs of his chest, others would doubt whether he was dead.
"what!!!"
The high-pitched scream caught the attention of the guards outside the tent.
A group of people rushed in, and the scene was chaotic again.
Haruncha knew that the ninth prince was unlikely to get wind at his age, but Wulipa and the third prince controlled the scene.
He guessed something, his expression changed several times, and finally he chose to rely on the new master and helped Wu Liba push the third prince to the throne of the king.
As for the former king who suffered from horse wind
After this limelight, who cares if he lives or dies
As soon as the third prince took office, he made drastic improvements and stabilized the northern camp with the assistance of Wu Liba.
Gather the remnants, recruit troops, and restore morale.
In order to test the reality of Jiang Pengji's camp, he called out every three to five, trying to restore the morale of the decadent through several small-scale victories.
"It's already the tenth day... Only two times out of ten bids, and other times he has a free card, what does Liu Xi mean?" The third prince has become the new acting king, but he has not yet enjoyed the taste of power. It is necessary to clean up the mess for the previous king.
The most important issue in front of him was Jiang Pengji, who was eyeing him.
After dealing with the foreign aggression, the third prince has room to breathe.
Wu Liba said, "No matter what intrigues and tricks the willow thief has, the Dai King can't take it lightly."
Several confrontations told him that Jiang Pengji was far more treacherous and cunning than he imagined, even a little roguelike.
When dealing with people who play cards unreasonably, you must not think according to conventional thinking.
"Lonely remember."
January has passed.
The temperature in northern Xinjiang is slowly getting warmer. In recent days, it has been rainy and humid, and the air is filled with hot and humid breath.
The grass grows wildly under the moisturization of the rain, laying a green blanket on the ground, and looking around is green.
Because of the gradual abundance of rain, the water flow of the water has become turbulent, and the river level has risen a lot.
Although it has risen, the herdsmen of the coastal tribes are not worried, and even look forward to the abundance of pastures this year.
Linshui is a river that rarely suffers from floods in the northern Xinjiang, and Lingxun is even rarer. The rise of the river level this year is also within the forecast.
On the other side, Jiang Pengji's camp is secretly rushing to build bamboo raft boats.
Tens of thousands of captives were sent to Chongzhou, Maruzhou, and Hu County as manpower—
"These people are not enough—" Jiang Pengji muttered, not knowing what to do in the tent.
"What's not enough?"
Qi Guanrang entered the main tent, and saw that his master was wearing black and white clothes, his back was facing him, and his back looked like a lump of iron-eating beasts.
Jiang Pengji said, "Two or three years ago, Zixiao once suggested to me that a reservoir should be built near Shangjing to solve the problem of draught and irrigation for the people of nearby counties. If the construction is successful, at least 400,000 people will benefit, but Building a reservoir requires a lot of manpower. Shangjing Prefecture has not been completed for two or three years. If a larger reservoir is included in the project, I am afraid that it will be repaired until the year of the ox and the horse.”
Qi Guanrang looked at the lord and asked with his eyes—so what
"So, isn't this expecting some people from the northern border. If it wasn't for this, those prisoners, at least—"
Jiang Pengji gestured with her hand around her neck, and she was also responsible for eating and drinking the prisoners in the northern Xinjiang. These were all food. Now in the war, keeping these prisoners is just a waste of food. If it wasn't for the lack of manpower, she would still want to eliminate some of the "unqualified" prisoners.
Qi Guanrang glanced at the lord with a bit of suspicion in his eyes.
"Wenzhen, what's your look?"
Quite the style of the head of the FFF regiment-burning heterosexuals!
"I'll let you take a leisurely look." Qi Guan gave way, "Don't let Zixiao come forward on this matter, just push it on Shao Guang."
Anyway, the proposal to build the reservoir was also proposed by Shao Guang, and asked Wei Ci to help the master on his behalf.