Chapter 965

The ninth Prince looked at his minister at the court meeting and was very upset.

If it were Mr. Sun Wen, he would certainly not be vague, let alone prevaricate. What's the use of keeping these wastes in front of us?

"Why don't... Send someone for peace?"

Today's Northern Xinjiang imperial court is very poor, and the funds needed for war can't be taken out. Isn't it the time to dig military expenses from various tribes?

A group of nobles are used to extravagant and peaceful days, eat, drink and have fun, and don't want to fight at all.

If there is a war, it will damage their interests. Who is willing to fight.

The ninth Prince smiled angrily. The war had not been fought yet. The next group of people had thought about how to make peace. Is this still a bloody people in Northern Xinjiang?

"Ask for peace? Why don't you send someone to shake Liu Xi's tail and beg for mercy?"

The ninth Prince got angry and directly put the man out and sprayed a meal.

Before the horse plague in Northern Xinjiang, they also sharpened their swords and prepared to wave troops to the Central Plains. It has only been a few years. A group of courtiers negotiated peace without even fighting?

The minister was sprayed by the nine princes. His old face couldn't hang, and his face was blue and black.

Although he didn't attack at that time, he also made a hard note in his heart and directly hated the ninth prince.

"Dai Wang, in the view of old officials, this war has been unavoidable. Now speaking of peace talks is undoubtedly to help others' arrogance and destroy their own prestige." An old minister of Northern Xinjiang stepped out and said, "the most important thing now is to reorganize all troops and horses and prepare for the enemy -"

The old minister said some nonsense, but it was better than peace talks.

The ninth prince also wanted to take this opportunity to recover the military power of each tribe. The minister's words were right in his heart.

"That makes sense." The ninth prince said, "there are strong enemies outside. All the people in Northern Xinjiang should work together to resist the great enemy!"

Several brothers ran to the fief tribe, gathered troops and horses, and made it clear that they would pull his acting King off the throne.

Where did the nine princes fulfill their wishes?

Simply take advantage of the fighting effort to take back their military power at one time.

Without military power, several brothers can't lift much wind and waves no matter how capable they are.

The ninth Prince's abacus crackled.

He knew that the imperial court in Northern Xinjiang was in financial shortage, but lack of money was one thing and war was another.

The cavalry strength is greatly damaged, but the infantry strength is still there. The three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang can fight on horseback.

The soldiers fought fiercely and fearlessly.

In the view of the ninth prince, Jiang Pengji's attack on Northern Xinjiang was simply to lift a stone and hit her own feet.

Northern Xinjiang is not even afraid of Dongqing. Will it be afraid of a small Dongqing vassal?

It is foolish to strike a stone with an egg.

The nine princes' abacus played loudly. Unexpectedly, the actual implementation of this abacus was fraught with difficulties.

He knows to take this opportunity to recover his military power. Doesn't his brother know his abacus?

Don't think he's the only smart man in the world.

Once the military power is handed over, it seems that the tiger has no teeth and claws. In the future, life and death are all up to the hunter.

Handing over military power is death. If you don't hand over military power, the nine princes can be afraid. Only fools will obey orders.

After weighing the pros and cons, all these northern princes chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

As the "acting king", the first order he gave was prevaricated by all kinds, with little effect, which made his chest ache.

"Bastard - Gu is the king of Northern Xinjiang. They dare to resist the order and don't respect -"

The ninth prince was so angry that his teeth itched. If he had known so, he should have asked Sun Wen to kill them.

At the thought of Sun Wen, the ninth Prince felt even more heartache.

The nine princes sighed and said, "if the Tao is still there, why should they be alone?"

Sun Wen has been deified in the heart of the ninth Prince and has become an indelible cinnabar mole.

On the second day of February, the Dragon looked up.

This year was destined to be an extraordinary year. Jiang Pengji, who had been dormant for several years, finally showed her fangs again.

Seeing that spring ploughing is approaching, the troop mobilization on the border between Northern Xinjiang and Chongzhou is becoming more and more frequent, and occasionally small-scale conflicts will break out.

The atmosphere of war became more and more intense, and there was a smell of wind and rain.

In the same year, Cangzhou Meng and Huang song officially broke up, the tear ratio of the Xu Pei brothers became white hot, and Zhangzhou Yang Tao completely gained a firm foothold.

Dongqing territory was swallowed alive by a giant beast called "war".

"Liu Xi and Beijiang, Xu Pei and Xu Fei, Huang song and Cangzhou Meng... The whole Dongqing has been stirred up."

Yang Tao frowned.

Every family is fighting, which means that their development will stop temporarily. This is a good time for him to grow!

If they decide the outcome, Yang Tao has only Zhangzhou and may be watched by several companies.

Only by strengthening himself can he survive in troubled times.

But... Where else can Dongqing play?

Yang Tao scratched his head and was distressed.

Yan Lin said, "there is more than one country in the east to celebrate the greatness of heaven and earth."

Yang Tao looked silly, "ah?"

Yan Lin said with a smile, "do you want to compete with Liu Xi and others?"

Yang Tao said bluntly, "when immortals fight, what strength do mortals make do? Even if they want to compete, it's not now."

His foundation is far less stable than Jiang Pengji and others. If he grabs food from them, it will be hard to please.

Yan Lin lowered his eyes and said coldly, "the puppet emperor fled into Nansheng with the defeated soldiers. This is a good excuse for us to send troops."

Dongqing's territory has been occupied by several great gods, but there are no other territories, especially Nansheng!

The puppet emperor chang shou fled to Nansheng, and Yang Tao could use this excuse to attack Nansheng's territory.

Yan Lin said, "The princes of Dongqing have more or less had a climate, and now it's hard to shake them. Lord, it's better to find another way out. According to the minister, Nansheng is a good choice. After the four Nanman tribes conquered Nansheng, the princes of Nansheng rose up. However, the four Nanman tribes are strong, the two sides suffered heavy casualties, and there is no chance for Nansheng to recuperate. Lord, it's better to take advantage of this to enter the territory of Nansheng and dive Heart development... It's not too late to turn around and counter attack when the power grows and you have enough strength in your hands. What do you think? "

Dongqing's cake was almost divided up. If Yang Tao wanted to get involved, he would have to fight with all the princes. It was too difficult.

Instead, it's better to go second and choose another cake.

In peacetime, where can we casually send troops into the territory of another country?

Dare to stretch out your feet?

It's different now.

Nansheng state has been destroyed. All kinds of puppet regimes are growing like leeks. No one is orthodox. Yang Tao intervened and no one said anything.

Yang Tao is not an unknown teacher. The puppet emperor chang shou is his enemy. Can't you chase his enemy across the border?

"Yes, then listen to Shaoyang."

Yang Tao can fight, but he can't use his brain. Anyway, he has Yan Lin's external brain. It's not his turn to think about such things.

After more than a month, spring ploughing came to an end, and Jiang Pengji had completed the final troop mobilization.

"Is the second prince of Northern Xinjiang still alive?" Jiang Pengji turned her head and asked.

Qi official asked him to gently shake the feather fan. "He's still alive. Why did the Lord suddenly mention him?"

Jiang Pengji's tone was cold, but the corners of her lips raised a cold arc. "There are few people to sacrifice the flag. Take him to sacrifice the flag. This is the perfect beginning."