"Teacher-teacher-disciple is not filial-"
The third prince cried so hard that his already weak body couldn't bear it anymore, and his embarrassed appearance did not show any extravagance.
He wasn't just crying about Wulipa, he was crying about the fate he was about to face and the predicament he was currently facing.
Wulipa led thousands of elites to cut off the queen for him and the eldest prince.
Although they escaped successfully, they did not carry many weapons, not even food or clean water.
They could not get supplies, they were starving, they could only eat grass and bark to satisfy their hunger.
Thinking back a few months ago, there were 180,000 elites in the northern Xinjiang camp, including the 30,000 elites brought by the eldest prince, that's a full 210,000!
There are 210,000 warriors in the northern border, and now there are only less than 20,000 left, all of which are remnants of defeated soldiers.
The nightmare didn't end here, and the news of Wulipa's death gave them another blow.
The third prince was mourning, the eldest prince was upset, and wished to hack this younger brother to death in order to keep his ears clean.
"What's the use of crying now? The most urgent task is to contact the major tribes in the northern Xinjiang to jointly fight the willow thieves, so as to be worthy of the general."
The eldest prince was irritable, and the chasing soldiers at the back had not been completely shaken off. They might go to see Wuliba at any time.
"Teacher treats loneliness like a parent and child, so why don't loneliness cry for him?"
The third prince stabilized his emotions, but his eyes were still red.
But the eldest prince is right, life is the most important thing right now, so that there is no need to worry about no firewood.
Thinking of the culprit, his teeth itch with hatred, "I can only blame Lao Jiu—if it wasn't for him, how could the teacher die so young—"
If it wasn't for the pig teammate Jiuwang who broke a good deck of cards, Beijiang would not have suffered such a huge loss.
The eldest prince said, "He? Hehe, maybe he's already buried in the belly of a fish."
How many living people with intact hands and feet were taken away by the flood, and Lao Jiu got the wind, can he still live
When the eldest prince said this, the third prince felt better.
As everyone knows, the person who was "buried in the belly of the fish" in their mouths not only did not die, but survived by luck.
It's a pity that good luck is limited, and the Ninth Prince was captured by the soldiers who were searching for the living.
Seeing that he was dressed in extraordinary wealth, everyone kept an eye on him.
While taking him back to the camp, while investigating his identity, he did not expect that he was the former king of Beijiang.
Although he was the acting king, he was also a "king", so the soldiers hurriedly reported the matter to Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji didn't want to see him at all, but knowing that this guy could survive a stroke, she wanted to see what this lucky guy looked like out of curiosity.
Ninth Prince was carried into the main tent by someone. Because the medicine was cut off, the sign of Ninth Prince's "stroke" eased slightly.
Before, I could only move my eyes, but now I can twist my neck.
The Ninth Prince is already mentally prepared to beg for mercy, he never expected to see the white moonlight in his heart in the main account!
Sun Wen: "..."
The ninth prince looked straight at Sun Wen, his eyes filled with the pain and accusations of being betrayed.
His eyes were too hot to be ignored by others.
"Know?" Jiang Pengji asked Sun Wen with a smile, "It looks like you are an old acquaintance in Northern Xinjiang."
Sun Wen smiled and said, "This person is the ninth son of the King of Northern Xinjiang. He is stupid enough to use a knife to kill people."
The ninth prince heard Sun Wen's words, his heart was so painful that he couldn't help himself, his eyes were red, and he seemed to cut Sun Wen with a thousand swords.
It was a waste of him to trust Sun Wen so much, and he was even worried about the disappearance of the other party, but he didn't expect—
Sun Wen was actually an undercover agent sent by Liu Thief!
Thinking of himself being played around by Sun Wen, causing nine brothers to kill each other, and causing the northern tribes to be torn apart... Nine princes looked a little ugly, and looked at Sun Wen with thousands of knives hidden in their eyes - unfortunately, these knives Can't kill people.
"In this way, this person is still a 'hero'."
Helping Jiang Pengji to deal with the Northern Xinjiang, isn't the ninth prince the hero
Sun Wen teased and said, "Nian has made a 'great contribution' to this person, so please don't let him go easily, Lord."
Jiang Pengji said, "Rewards and punishments are clear and impartial... Since he's 'good', naturally he can't be neglected."
Listening to the conversation between the two, the Ninth Prince's eyes were filled with fear. He tried to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but his mouth was drooling.
Jiang Pengji said, "Drag down and let him and Wu Liba be a companion."
No matter how hard the Ninth Prince struggled, he still died in the end, and the body was hung by Wu Liba's side, drifting in the wind.
When Jiang Pengji cleared the spoils and pushed the front to the center of northern Xinjiang, the situation in the world also changed many times.
The most shocking news happened in Zhongzhao—
Tens of thousands of refugees broke through the defense line of the palace and rushed into the palace to burn, kill and loot. There was almost no one alive in the royal family.
The men were smashed into flesh by the emotional refugees, the women were humiliated to death, and all the family members of the palace maids became the captives of the refugees.
At the same time, the forces headed by the Nie clan have recruited troops and established themselves in the name of "cleaning up the chaotic people".
Seeing that the imperial edict had become this virtue, Beiyuan and Xichang also wanted to share a piece of the pie.
However, the two countries have also been in conflict in recent years, and many vassal kings are fighting their own little Jiujiu, and they can't make a move for a while.
In addition, Dongqing and Nansheng did not stop for a moment.
Jiang Pengji formed an alliance with Huang Song and Xu Pei. Although they only supported each other, they also gained a lot of benefits from it.
The person in charge of forming an alliance with Xu Pei is Yang Si.
Yang Si is now in charge of Hu County, and he represents the alliance between his lord and Xu Pei.
With Jiang Pengji's tacit approval, Yang Si went to Xu Pei's place as a representative to give certain military support.
Originally, the brothers Xu Pei and Xu Fei were evenly matched, but with the intervention of Jiang Pengji's forces, the balance tilted towards Xu Pei.
Xu Fei suffered repeated defeats, lost half of Zhejiang County, was forced to retreat to Shanghai County, and his power was greatly reduced.
Compared with Xu Pei's ease, Huang Song's side was not so lucky.
Their opponent is the Meng family who owns the entire Cangzhou!
Tremendous stress.
Huang Song knew that the gap between him and the Meng family was absolutely unstoppable, and the loss of attack was far greater than that of defense.
He only needs to slow down Meng's pace, and he doesn't have to fight to the death with the opponent.
With this thought in mind, Huang Song and his advisors chose the safest plan—Shou!
Don't fight!
Huang Song turned himself into an iron tortoise, armed from head to toe, even his teeth - no matter what Meng's clamor, he ignored.
At first, Mrs. Meng was patient, but as time passed, good news about Jiang Pengji in northern Xinjiang came out one after another, and Mrs. Meng couldn't sit still. They attacked several times, but Huang Song's side was always unpredictable. After several confrontations, the Meng family couldn't take much advantage.
The two sides entered a state of wrestling, and neither was willing to back down.
The battle situation in Dongqing was stalemate, but Yang Tao was thriving in Nansheng.
In the name of crusade against the pseudo-emperor, he invaded the Nansheng site on a large scale, and in just over half a year, he has established a firm foothold.
However, he divided Nansheng's cake, and the local princes in Nansheng were unwilling.