"It would be a good idea to bring about the internal division of northern Xinjiang in the shortest possible time. Qi Guanrang said, and glanced at Feng Zhen, "However, Zishi has also used a lot of cold food powder before." It can be seen that this thing will not kill people instantly, as long as the will is firm, it can be stopped. That king of Northern Xinjiang is a rare master of Northern Xinjiang, and his faith is firm, and he may not really be planted on the cold food. ”

Feng Zhen was once again brought up as a negative teaching material, which made him depressed.

If you make a mistake, you will be hated for thousands of years, and your friends will take you as a counterexample at every turn.

The heart is tired and will not love anymore.

Wei Ci said, "It doesn't take that long. Zishi is not the same as the king of Northern Xinjiang. Although Zishi has been taking cold food powder for a long time, he does not abuse it, but the king of the Northern Frontier regards this thing as a tiger and wolf medicine to revive his strength, and he takes it almost every day."

After eating cold food, I went to the harem to find a concubine and a concubine, and I couldn't bear the iron beating.

As long as the king of Northern Xinjiang is in decline, some people will send him on his last journey.

It would be interesting if the king of Northern Xinjiang had the same horse on a woman as the Hujun county shou Wu Ma Yu.

Feng Zhen coughed lightly, signaling Wei Ci to speak more subtly, didn't you see that they still have an older unmarried heroine here?

The official glanced at Feng Zhen and asked, "Are you itching in your throat?"

Don't think he doesn't know what Feng Zhen's cough means.

"Remember to drink more goat's milk to moisten your throat. Wei Ci smiled.

Toyojin: ""

Goat's milk can moisten his throat, bullying him for not reading much?

Wei Ci, this guy is wilting, wilting, bad.

Knowing that his lord was going to attack Northern Xinjiang, he was busy planting an internal line for Northern Xinjiang.

It's just a matter of inserting the inside line, he still wants to hang a debufuff for Northern Xinjiang, hoping that the lord can beat Northern Xinjiang with his eyes closed?

Don't you know that their lord is already very cruel?

Jiang Pengji, who was sitting at the top, didn't seem to notice the "open and secret fighting" of the three strategists, and she said to Wei Ci with a smile, "If we can successfully split the northern frontier from the inside, the possibility of us recovering the northern frontier will be increased by at least thirty percent, and Sun Zaidao should be remembered as a great contribution." ”

Wei Ci came out and wrote Jiang Pengji for Sun Wen.

Qi Guanrang shook the fan gently, his hair fluttering slightly, and he said, "My lord, the top priority is to investigate the details of the various tribes in northern Xinjiang. If we can, we can secretly support the weakest princes of the Northern Frontier so that they can fight evenly-"

The more they fight, the longer the civil strife in northern Xinjiang will last, and the more beneficial it will naturally be to them.

On the contrary, if a certain prince is too powerful and defeats other princes with a crushing posture to stabilize the momentum of northern Xinjiang, then it will not be easy for them to take advantage of the chaos to take advantage of northern Xinjiang. Therefore, the official let Fu'er plan to calculate the northern frontier again.

"W-Is this possible?" Jiang Pengji wrinkled her eyebrows.

Qi Guan said, "Whether it is feasible or not depends on whether that Sun Zaidao has the ability of Lu Shang." ”

Jiang Pengji smiled and glanced at Qi Guanrang, the other party was holding a fan handle, the fan was slightly pressed against his knees, and his eyes drooped.

Live with a smile: Guess the eye dialogue between our anchor and Xiao Jean?

A lot of blessings: The anchor said - the baby knows that you are vinegared.

Purple Butterfly: Little Jean said-Hmph () The baby is angry, ignore you.

Eternal Night and Dust: Ci Meiren said - what about the little frog who said that he wanted to cook the baby, why did the lord empathize and say goodbye?

Bo Xiaoyun: Feng Tianzhen said - it is obviously a play between two people, but the baby has become the fourth person.

The melon-eating party in the live broadcast room said that watching the live broadcast performance of the live broadcast room was more exciting than the live broadcast of the anchor.

Of course, fortunately, there are many people in the live broadcast room, and in addition to the drama spirits, there are also bigwigs from different industries.

Jun Shuying: I feel sorry for Northern Xinjiang for a second, according to the rhythm of the anchor, it is only a matter of time before Northern Xinjiang is conquered.

Ghost genius Guo Fengxiao: Isn't it? That Sun Wen sounds quite hanging, have you noticed, but all the people who have been stamped by the beautiful people are not simple. If Sun Wen really has the ability of Lu Shang, the northern Xinjiang is destined to be torn apart. Moreover, northern Xinjiang is still a tribal people, and there is no such concept as a big family among each other, and they are accustomed to fighting their own wars. If even the institutions that connect each other's forces such as the imperial court in northern Xinjiang are finished, can they not be scattered into scattered sand?

Lily King: If I say that this situation reminds me of the Eight Kings Rebellion and the Five Rebellions, will you spray me?

Old driver Lianmeng: In addition to these schemes, the anchor Tuntian and the training are also quite ruthless, and they are completely aimed at the northern Xinjiang. In ancient times, training March was already considered an elite. How long does it take for the soldiers under the anchor to be trained? Three or five years, right? She still uses advanced training methods similar to modern times, and individual combat is not weak, but group combat is even more terrifying. This is their absolute confidence to win the northern frontier.

It is undeniable that intrigues and intrigues can sometimes work wonders, but in the final analysis, war is a confrontation between the two sides.

Not to mention anything else, the soldiers under Jiang Pengji are definitely the elite of the world.

If it is the northern Xinjiang in its heyday, it is indeed difficult for Jiang Pengji to fight.

The current northern frontier is just a seriously ill tiger, even if it is terrible, but it is not impossible to fight.

The only problem is –

How long is the fight?

The strategists did everything they could, but to shorten the time of the frontal tug-of-war, so as not to enter the quagmire of long-term attrition.

They discussed for more than an hour, and finally the meeting ended.

"Zixiao stayed, I have something to say to you. ”

For this reason, he was about to get up, but Jiang Pengji stopped him with a word.

Feng Zhen secretly squeezed his eyes at Wei Ci, and the official asked Jiang Pengji to throw a "you take it easy, don't frighten people" look.

The two left, and Jiang Pengji only said one word.

"I have adopted a lot of other people's children, but I am still close to them. ”

Wei Ci's front and back feet came out, and his steps were a little fluttering.

Because of the adjustment of the details of the plan, Wei Ci also had to secretly inform Sun Wen so as not to injure his own people by mistake.

The most important reason why he prevented the caravan from withdrawing from northern Xinjiang was that the caravan was the channel of contact between him and Sun Wen.

If the caravan stopped the acquisition and left the northern frontier, Sun Wen's information would not be transmitted, and his instructions would not be delivered.

Sun Wen, as the guest of Halencha, picked up the exquisite life of the past, and lived a beautiful life.

If—Wei Ci wasn't that troublesome—

"The princes of the Northern Frontier - sure enough, the poor dagger saw - this Liu Xi, how did he subdue so many demons?"

Sun Wen and the caravan exchanged codes were personally taught by Wei Ci, and the confidentiality was extremely high, and ordinary people just got their hands on a bunch of messy patterns, similar to the ancient totems in the remote areas of northern Xinjiang. Even if someone sees it, the other party can't read what it means.

Sun Wen spent a day memorizing all the annotations, and only he could translate the true information.

Wait for him to translate the true content, and privately pity Beijiang for a second.

"It's a pity—but the North has to die. ”