Whatever the blade points at, it is invincible.

With Jiang Pengji's order, the imposing army launched a powerful attack on the city wall.

Northern Xinjiang is a nomadic people, and the vast grassland is the stage for them to claim hegemony.

Although it was said that the Central Plains Han family was built to build the royal city, the defense capability of this royal city was not up to the standard of the "capital".

The tofu scum project encountered a murderous siege master, and it was no surprise that the northern Xinjiang was defeated one after another.

Even though they occupied the terrain of the city, they did not last long.

The walls were scrapped by the frenzied bombardment of catapults, and the guards at the gates could not withstand the rain of arrows from below.

Only a quarter of an hour later, the gate of the northern Xinjiang royal city was lost, and Jiang Pengji led the army to climb the city wall and opened four city gates.

"Report - acting king, the willow thief has broken through the city gate - led his troops to attack the imperial court-"

"Report-The willow thief led his troops to attack the imperial court, and a gate was lost-"

"Newspaper—"

One after another, the bad news came to his ears, and the sixth prince was dressed in the "dragon robe" that only the king of Northern Xinjiang was qualified to wear, and sat on the throne in a daze, as if he had not heard what the messenger said, and his eyes looked straight ahead blankly, as if waiting for someone.

The courtiers didn't know when they dispersed, and a large number of palace ladies packed up in a panic and prepared to flee for their lives.

Everyone only cares about themselves, where can they take care of others?

The enemy's cries of killing were getting closer and closer, and the eldest prince and the fifth prince, who had not had time to escape, put on their armor and led the remnants of the army to make the last resistance.

Seeing that the imperial court was about to fall, the sixth prince seemed to feel something, and finally came back to his senses, and his pale and tired face added a bit of madness.

He rose from his throne and walked down the steps, pouring the candle oil he had prepared in the morning on the tabernacle and the lavish tassels for the furnishings.

The sixth prince muttered with a hideous expression.

"Lonely—will always be the king of the northern frontier—"

He waved his hand and knocked over the bronze lantern of Nine Dragons Playing Beads used for lighting in the tent, and the flames that fell were stained with lamp oil, and the fire spread rapidly.

He poured lamp oil on his clothes, and in a short time he turned into a burning man.

The fire burned his body, and the six princes let out uncontrollable screams like ghosts being tortured.

The screams are so terrible that anyone who hears them will feel creepy.

After a fierce battle, the eldest prince and the fifth prince have become bloody people.

They were covered in wounds all over their bodies, and they were dying.

But no matter how they killed or broke through, the enemy seemed to be endless, forcing them to retreat.

"Emperor, Imperial Court-" Yu Guang saw the flames bubbling in the direction of the Imperial Court, and the eldest prince was shocked, "Sixth brother, he-"

He thought that according to the temperament of the sixth prince, he should lead the crowd to beg for mercy from the enemy, but he didn't expect to choose to set himself on fire.

The eldest prince is distracted, but his enemies are not.

Faced with a dozen soldiers armed with spears, they had no strength to resist.

Poof-

Puff –

The sound of spears piercing into flesh rang out.

The eldest prince and the fifth prince were back to back, spears stuck in front of them, and their bodies were covered with bloody holes, and scarlet blood was dripping.

Swallowing their last breath, they were unwilling to close their eyes and take away the last nostalgia for the world.

Jiang Pengji studied the topographic map of the royal city in northern Xinjiang overnight, and found out the mansions of various magnates.

After capturing the royal city, she immediately sent people to surround these places and intercept the nobles of northern Xinjiang who intended to escape.

People can die, but their possessions must remain.

Climbing the ruined city wall, the official squinted slightly, with a look that others couldn't fathom.

"Growing so big, I never thought that I would one day be able to climb this city wall, overlooking the once arrogant and invincible northern frontier. ”

The official let the hand in his sleeve squeeze the feather fan, only in this way could he restrain his urge to vent out of control.

Beijiang is a boulder pressing on his heart, and when he thinks about it occasionally, he always feels breathless.

Now that I have completely stepped on it under my feet, I turn my head and see that the northern frontier, which was once like a mountain, does not seem to be very good.

Jiang Pengji's ministers are under his account, and his background and social status are only a cut higher than Xu Ke.

He is the son of a Han girl and a horse bandit in northern Xinjiang, and he was born a filthy mongrel.

The Han people despise him, and the northern frontier can't tolerate him, if it weren't for his good brain and careful mind than others, how could he grow up safely?

In the end, Qi Guanrang still favored the Central Plains.

Because of the mother who seeks perfection, the teacher who teaches earnestly, the wife who is affectionate, and the daughter who is delicate and lovely...... Qi Guanrang chose his own position, and the existence of Northern Xinjiang became a thorn in his heart, reminding him all the time - his unbearable background.

"There will be no more Northern Xinjiang in the future. ”

Wei Ci saw the action of Qi Guanrang secretly climbing the city wall, for fear that something would happen to the other party, so he quietly followed and stared.

Qi Guanrang heard Wei Ci's voice, his expression was not surprised, he did not answer Wei Ci's statement directly, but said lightly, "As long as the northern Xinjiang is still there, there will always be new herdsmen—they will become the new northern frontier-"

The key to the barbaric bloodthirstiness of Northern Xinjiang has never been bloodline.

Even if the Han people lived in northern Xinjiang, they had to adapt to the environment and gradually be transformed into nomads galloping on horseback.

If this is not fundamentally changed, perhaps a new northern frontier will invade the people of the Central Plains in a few hundred years.

"Why doesn't the lord know this?" Wei Ci said with a slight smile on his lips, "She knows what to do." ”

Qi Guan let his eyes squint, and the afterglow fell on Wei Ci, his eyes flashing, as if he was looking at something.

After a while, he said, "Is it her heart that counts, or do you know the number in your heart?"

Wei Ci's heart jumped, and he said calmly, "What does Wen Zheng mean by this?"

The official put his hands between his sleeves, looking safe, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, but the arc raised did not carry a trace of warmth.

He said, "The lord will always be the lord, if you are found to be disobedient, Wei Zixiao - you and I will have a fight." ”

Wei Ci suddenly remembered the meteorite warning in his previous life, and then looked at the expressionless appearance of Qi Guanrang, and vaguely understood something.

"There is no one in the world who is more loyal to her than Tzu. ”

The official let the tip of his nose snort softly, noncommittal.

Although Wei Ci is kind, Qi Guan is suspicious, except for his family and father-in-law, he keeps a certain distance from everyone.

There is one thing that Qi Guanrang has not figured out so far.

For what purpose did Wei Ci join the Lord?

At the beginning, there were only him and Xu Ke under the main account, and the reason for this is needless to say, Feng Jin also had to join because of the movement in Beijing.

At that time, the lord was poor and white, and had no reputation, how could he attract Wei Ci to come all the way to her?

Because he couldn't figure it out, Qi Guanrang's suspicion of Wei Ci has not been put down.

The two of them had descended the city walls, and the cries of killing in the city had gradually subsided, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

The official asked him to clean up his mood and return to his previous calmness.

However, when he saw his lord sitting on top of boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, his expression cracked, and it was difficult to calm down.