Nine Hundred and Eighty-Fifth: War in Northern Xinjiang (22)

"Halencha, do you think Liu Xi is trying to mess with something again? Why hasn't there been any movement for half a month?"

Dai Wang's eye bags were black and blue, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with astonishing madness and anger.

For some reason, the Dai Wang always felt flustered during this time, and had nightmares at night, always dreaming that Liu Xi's army rushed to kill the Mainu tribe. He woke up with a start when there was any disturbance outside, and then he couldn't sleep all night. After a few days, his mental state was extremely poor.

Haruncha pursed her lips and looked at Dai Wang worriedly.

Harencha thought that he was scared out of his wits by the previous battle, so he could only try to appease the other party and send him beautiful women for him to enjoy.

This move worked very well. It successfully diverted Dai Wang's attention, and Haruncha's ears were also cleansed.

As everyone knows, a disaster is quietly brewing.

Jiang Pengji rested for a while, set up camp and chose a place with higher terrain, which scared the acting king who was paying attention to her.

After that day, the nightmare of Dai Wang became more and more serious.

Because of his irritable and restless mood, he couldn't restrain himself, and he often took the concubines who served him to vent his anger, killing people at every turn.

Not only that, the Dai Wang also relied on his status to bully the third prince, calling the other party up to humiliate and vent his anger every now and then.

"Dai Wang is dying—" Wu Liba looked on indifferently, "When he has a complete 'stroke', you will be able to avenge your shame."

The third prince's gloomy expression returned to calm.

As Uliba said, he had to deal with it calmly.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

As long as the acting king "strokes", there will be no leader in the northern border. For the sake of the stability of the army, he will definitely be elected as the new acting king.

At that time, he will have plenty of ways to make Lao Jiu die without a place to bury him.

but--

"Teacher, there has been no movement in Liu Xi's camp, and the students always feel a little flustered." The third prince tested Wu Liba, hoping to get some news from him. Pursuit of victory is—"

Wu Liba sighed deeply, frowning slightly gray, and said, "This is also for the teacher's worry, I don't know what kind of medicine the willow thief gourd sells. The willow thief is too treacherous, she only let us see what she wants us to see. A while ago, Liu Thief dispatched more than ten thousand troops to send the captives back to Chongzhou in batches... I thought it was a secret plan, but after careful investigation, it turned out to be true..."

Originally, Wu Liba thought that the other party was using the name of transporting captives to secretly dispatch troops to attack other tribes.

In the end, he told him that he thought too much, and he didn't mean it at all.

No matter what, Jiang Pengji did not continue to attack with troops, which also left room for Wu Liba to breathe and plan.

Dai Wang's current food and clothing expenses depend entirely on the Mainu tribe.

The Mainu tribe is the home of the third prince, and it couldn't be easier to secretly tamper with the other's diet.

A few days later, Dai Wang and a group of beauties were laid to bed together. Just as he was playing vigorously, heart-wrenching throbbing came from his chest——

"On behalf of, on behalf of the king?"

Seeing that the Dai Wang hadn't moved for a long time, the beauty under her finally couldn't help opening her eyes, only to see that man's face was livid, his eyes were protruding, veins appeared on his forehead, and there was a dead silence on his face. If it weren't for the heaving of his chest, others would have wondered if he was dead.

"what--!!!"

The high-pitched and sharp cry caught the attention of the guards outside the tent.

A group of people rushed in, and the scene was once again in chaos.

Haruncha knew that the Ninth Prince was unlikely to be successful at this age, but Uliba and the Third Prince controlled the scene with their hands.

He guessed something, his expression changed a few times, and finally he chose to take refuge in the new master, and helped Uliba push the third prince to the throne of acting king.

As for the former acting king who suffered from horse wind?

After the limelight, who cares whether he lives or dies?

As soon as the third prince came to power, he made drastic improvements, and with the help of Wu Liba, he stabilized the camp in northern Xinjiang.

Collect remnants, recruit troops, and restore morale.

In order to test the reality of Jiang Pengji's camp, they called every now and then,

Trying to recover the demoralized morale through several small-scale victories.

"It's already the tenth day... only two times out of ten callouts, and the rest of the time the free card is displayed. What does Liu Xi mean?" The third prince became the new acting king, but he has not yet enjoyed the rights. Ziwei will clean up the mess for the former acting king.

The most important issue in front of him was Jiang Pengji, who was staring at him from the sidelines.

After dealing with the foreign aggression, the third prince has room to breathe.

Wu Liba said, "No matter what tricks Liu Thief has, the Dai Wang cannot take it lightly."

Several confrontations told him that Jiang Pengji was far more treacherous and cunning than he had imagined, even a bit rascally.

When dealing with such unreasonable people, you must not think according to conventional thinking.

"Alone remember."

It's been a month.

The temperature in northern Xinjiang is slowly warming up. It has been rainy in recent days, and the air is filled with humid and hot breath.

The grass grows wildly under the nourishment of the rain, covering the earth with a layer of green blanket, and it is green as far as the eye can see.

Because of the gradual abundance of rainwater, the flow of the Sui River has also 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 abundant pasture this year.

The Xishui River is a river that rarely suffers from floods in northern Xinjiang, and ice floods are even rarer. The rise in the river level this year is also expected.

On the other side, Jiang Pengji's battalion is secretly rushing to make bamboo raft boats.

Tens of thousands of captives were sent to Chongzhou, Maruzhou, and Hujun as manpower——

"These people are not enough—" Jiang Pengji murmured, hiding in the tent, not knowing what to do.

"What's not enough?"

Qi Guan let into the main tent, and saw his lord wearing black and white clothes, with his back turned to him, his back was exactly like a bunch of iron-eating beasts.

Jiang Pengji said, "Two or three years ago, Zixiao suggested to me to build a reservoir near Shangjing to solve the draft and irrigation problems of the people in nearby counties and counties. If the construction is successful, at least 400,000 people will benefit, but Building a reservoir requires a lot of manpower. The construction of Shangjingzhou Prefecture has not been completed for two or three years. If a larger reservoir is included in the project, it may take a long time to repair it."

Qi Guanrang looked at the lord, and asked with his eyes - so?

"So, don't you expect some people from Northern Xinjiang? If it wasn't for this, those captives would at least—"

Jiang Pengji gestured on her neck with her hand, saying that the captives in northern Xinjiang should also be responsible for their food and drink. These are food. In the current war, keeping these captives is just a waste of food. If it weren't for the lack of manpower, she would also want to eliminate some "unqualified" captives.

Qi Guanrang took a glance at the lord, with a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

"Wenzheng, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Quite a bit like the leader of the fff regiment - burn heterosexuals to death!

"Please keep your eyes open." Qi Guan backed up, "Don't let Zixiao get involved in this matter, just push it to Shao Guang."

Anyway, it was Shao Guang who proposed the idea of ​​building a reservoir, and asked Wei Ci to take care of the lord for him.