Nine Hundred and Eighty IX: War in Northern Xinjiang (26)

Wu Liba is a wise man in northern Xinjiang, their backbone.

Once the backbone collapses, what fighting spirit is there in Northern Xinjiang?

The eldest prince was straightforward, he said to the third prince, "The flood has receded a lot, if you don't escape now, you will have no chance in the future."

As the prince of Northern Xinjiang, once he becomes a prisoner, he will most likely follow in the footsteps of the second prince and be killed to sacrifice the flag.

After several months of confrontation, Jiang Pengji showed her fierceness and determination in every aspect.

Not to mention the prince of Northern Xinjiang, even if the king of Northern Xinjiang is captured, it is probably a dead end.

She is obviously a woman, but the ruthlessness displayed in her bones is stronger than many savage northern Xinjiang men.

"What nonsense - Dai Wang continues to live, and flees to the next place to rectify the army, there is still a chance in northern Xinjiang. If the whole army is buried here, wouldn't it be a sinner in northern Xinjiang!" Wu Liba was already very tired, but In the desperate situation, he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Even if he was about to die, he would bite a piece of flesh from Willow Thieves fiercely, so as not to let her succeed easily.

Seeing that the third prince was still hesitating, the eldest prince became ruthless and called for someone to tie him up and take him away.

Before leaving, he glanced at Wu Liba with a complicated expression.

He also tried his best to win over Wu Liba, but he never thought of the other party's bad temper, and he was not moved at all.

"Goodbye—"

He choked out two words, but they knew well that Wu Liba was dead.

"The old man will watch you under the Nine Springs—" Wu Liba gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let Beijiang fall into the hands of the enemy!"

He wanted to let the iron cavalry of Northern Xinjiang step on the land of the Central Plains. This was his long-cherished wish in his life. He never thought that the Central Plains would swallow up Northern Xinjiang.

After speaking in a hurry, Wu Liba made many young and potential generals flee with him.

In the end, only more than 3,000 people were left behind.

Wu Liba thought about countless endings for himself, but he never thought that he would be forced to a dead end by the cowards of the Central Plains.

Until dawn breaks in the sky, wisps of light pass through the clouds and shine on the earth.

There were only a dozen or so dead around Wu Liba, and he and the rest of the survivors were escorted to Jiang Pengji together.

Jiang Pengji and Wu Liba only met each other three times.

For the first time, Wu Liba was at the pinnacle of his life, arrogant and arrogant, but Jiang Pengji was white.

The second time, Jiang Pengji was the dominating side, threatening the powerful princes in northern Xinjiang, while Wu Liba was the envoy who swallowed his anger and begged for peace.

This is the third time—

Jiang Pengji was still a prince, but the latter was a prisoner.

"Kneel down—"

The soldier raised his foot and kicked the hollow of his leg, forcing Wu Liba to kneel down.

The Han family in the Central Plains only bowed to the sky, the earth, and their parents. Even the king could not let them bend their knees, they just bowed.

However, there is no need to pay attention to this at all when dealing with captives—especially captives in northern Xinjiang.

Prisoners don't even own their lives, and still want to stand upright?

Think beautifully!

Wu Liba looked embarrassed, his whole face was covered with blood clots, but his eyes still burst out with terrifying hatred and killing intent.

Jiang Pengji sized him up and easily judged the identity of the other party.

At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room were also looking at Wu Liba and guessing his identity.

For a person who only appeared three times in the live broadcast room, the vast majority of viewers don't know him.

[Tang Sect Holy Spirit Caier: Who is this guy? He was escorted to the anchor, so he should be a heavyweight in Northern Xinjiang?

[Little Thief Wushuang: Looks familiar, but his face is covered in blood and flesh, I really want to wipe him off with a broom.

[A lot of good luck: anchor, are you planning to recruit?

recruit?

impossible.

Jiang Pengji didn't mean that, and Wu Liba would not accept this humiliation either.

"Zaidao, what are you sending this man to me for?".

Jiang Pengji glanced at Wu Liba below, her eyes were calm and unwavering.

She didn't pretend to ask for peace as Wu Liba expected, and she didn't step on it, but chose to ignore it.

Sun Wen said with a smile, "This person has an extraordinary status in northern Xinjiang. He can be killed. He should ask the Lord for instructions."

wrong--

Wu Li pulls his mind back into the basket,

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, staring fixedly at the man in Confucian shirt sitting at the head of the main tent.

Said?

This word made him tremble.

How the Nine Princes perform supernaturally, Wu Liba has studied carefully in private——

The more he researched, the more he felt that there was something wrong with Sun Wen, but he disappeared and could not be settled.

That person's nickname is also called Zaidao, and he is also at the same age...

Wu Liba twitched his face, he understood, his eyes were filled with astonishment.

"So it's you—" Wu Liba gritted his teeth, "I'm so blind... I didn't realize that you were the one who was behind the scenes—"

If there were no civil strife in northern Xinjiang, and the tribes did not fall apart, northern Xinjiang would not have only a shabby 180,000 army.

Sun Wen said calmly, "Thank you."

Obtaining Sun Wen's affirmation, Wu Liba was so calm, he threw himself in his direction and opened his mouth to bite.

Sun Wen glanced at him, and didn't even change his face, his posture was arrogant and contemptuous.

Jiang Pengji said, "You don't need to ask for instructions for this kind of thing? Anyway, you can't recruit, and it's a waste of time to see it."

If Wu Liba can surrender, unless Jiang Pengji's body is of pure northern Xinjiang blood.

Sun Wen nodded apologetically, and said calmly, "Although this is the case, a courtier has his duties as a courtier, and he must never dare to overstep."

Thinking about Shangyi does not mean making his own decisions, and it is even more impossible for Sun Wen to go beyond the lord and make decisions without authorization.

Wu Liba calmed down a bit, and spit in the direction of Jiang Pengji, the audience could see the trajectory and appearance of the ball of saliva, Wu Liba said, "The temptress—even if you can win for a while, you Can you survive forever?"

Jiang Pengji said, "I don't know if I can hold on for the rest of my life, but you can't hold on to the northern border, that's for sure."

Wu Liba took another mouthful of blood foam, his old face was full of ferocity.

"The old man curses you, even if you found a country and establish a dynasty, it will eventually fall into the hands of foreign surnames, and the descendants of the blood will have to die!"

Even if it was cursing and insulting, Wu Liba played tricks.

Jiang Pengji is a woman. Throughout the ages, no woman has been enthroned as emperor, let alone conquered an empire by herself.

For such a person, the foundation that he has worked so hard to lay down must be left to his descendants, and it is not the turn of foreign surnames to get involved.

But unfortunately, she is a woman, she will marry someone after all, her husband is a little bit ambitious, hehe——

It is not impossible for the royal family to change their surname.

Wei Ci's expression on the side changed, and he clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves.

In the previous life, Wei Ci didn't restrain his sharpness from the very beginning. He and His Majesty secretly became friends, and the relationship between the two became a little more intimate.

At that time, the Jiang Dynasty had just been established and was in need of manpower. Wei Ci, as an all-round expert, was highly valued.

He walked steadily towards the center of power, and when he was in the limelight, the heavens warned him and sent meteorites down.

[The emperor does not pass on to the first generation, and Huangfu replaces him

Who is Huangfu?

When you see this surname, you will think of the famous prime minister in the previous dynasty.

How did the prime minister die?

Everyone knows what's going on.

He has been dead for hundreds of years, so it is naturally impossible to come back from the dead, that is his reincarnation.

After carefully checking the horoscopes of the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, Wei Ci was caught.

This is a bureau, but Wei Ci doesn't know how many people are involved in it, and how many people want his life.

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