Wu Libal is the wise man of the northern frontier, their backbone.

Once the backbone of the main heart collapses, what fighting spirit does Northern Xinjiang still have?

The eldest prince was refreshed, and he said to the third prince, "The flood has receded a lot, and if you don't escape at this time, you won't have a chance in the future." ”

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

After months of confrontation, Jiang Pengji showed her ruthlessness and decisiveness in all aspects.

Not to mention the prince of Northern Xinjiang, even if the king of Northern Xinjiang is captured, it is estimated that it will be a dead end.

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

"What nonsense - the acting king continues to live and flees to the next place to rectify the soldiers and horses, and there is still a chance in the northern frontier. If the whole army were buried here, wouldn't he become a sinner in the northern frontier!" Wu Liba was already very tired, but in the desperate situation, he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Even if he wanted to die, he would bite a piece of meat from the willow thief to prevent her from succeeding easily.

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

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

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

"Goodbye—"

He held back two words, but they knew it, and they were determined to die.

"The old man will watch you under the Nine Springs—" Wu Li gritted his teeth, "Don't let the Northern Frontier fall into the hands of the enemy!"

He wanted to let the iron horses of the northern frontier step on the land of the Central Plains, which was his lifelong wish, and he never thought that the Central Plains would swallow the northern frontier.

After hurriedly speaking, Wu Liba let many young and potential generals also flee.

In the end, only more than 3,000 people remained.

Ulibal had thought of countless ways to end up with himself, but he never thought that he would be cornered by the cowards of the Central Plains.

Until dawn broke in the sky, wisps of light pierced through the clouds and shone on the earth.

There were only a dozen people left around Wu Liba, and he and the remaining survivors were escorted to Jiang Pengji together.

Jiang Pengji and Wu Liba have only met three times.

For the first time, Wu Liba was at the peak of his life, and he was arrogant, but Jiang Pengji was a white body.

The second time, Jiang Pengji was a powerful prince who threatened the northern frontier, but Wu Liba was the messenger who swallowed his anger and sued for peace.

This is the third time -

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

"Get down on your knees—"

The soldier raised his foot and kicked his leg socket, forcing him to pull out and kneel with his strength.

The Han family in the Central Plains only bowed to the heavens, the earth, and their parents, and even the king could not let them bend their knees, just make a gesture.

However, there is no need to pay attention to this when dealing with prisoners, especially those in northern Xinjiang.

The captive doesn't even have his own life, and he still wants to stand upright?

Think beautifully!

Wu Liba's image was embarrassed, his whole face was stained with blood and flesh, but his eyes still burst out with terrifying hatred and killing intent.

Jiang Pengji looked at him and easily judged the identity of the other party.

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

For a person who only appeared three times in the live broadcast room, the vast majority of the audience did not know him.

[Tangmen Holy Spirit Cai'er]: Who is this guy? He was escorted to the anchor, he should be a heavyweight in Northern Xinjiang?

[Little Thief]: It's a little familiar, but his face is full of flesh and blood, so I want to wipe him with a broom.

[Lots of Blessings]: Anchor, are you planning to recruit An?

Zhao'an?

Impossible.

Jiang Pengji didn't mean this, and Wu Liba wouldn't accept this humiliation.

"Carry the road, what are you doing sending this man to me?"

Jiang Pengji glanced at the Wuliba below, and her eyes were calm.

She didn't pretend to be as calm as Wu Liba expected, and she didn't step on the stone, but chose to ignore it.

Sun Wen said with a smile, "This person has an extraordinary status in Northern Xinjiang, and he should be consulted with the lord." ”

Not right-

Wu Li pulled out his thoughts, his eyes almost out of his sockets, staring at the man in the Confucian shirt sitting at the head of the main tent.

Carrying the road?

This statement made his heart palpitate.

How the ninth prince exerted his supernatural play, Wu Liba carefully studied it in private-

The more he studied, the more he felt that Sun Wen had a problem, but the family disappeared and could not be liquidated.

The man's expression is also called Zaidao, and he is also at this age......

Wu Li pulled his face and twitched, and he understood in his heart, his eyes were full of horror.

"It's you—" Wu Li pulled out his teeth, "the old man is really blind...... I didn't even realize that you were secretly doing this—"

If there had been no civil strife in northern Xinjiang and the tribes had not been divided, northern Xinjiang would not have only taken out a shabby army of 180,000.

Sun Wen said calmly, "Pass the award." ”

Wu Liba was affirmed by Sun Wen, where was he still calm, fluttering in his direction, opening his mouth to bite.

Sun Wen's eyes glanced at him, and he 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, right? ”

If Wu Liba can surrender, unless Jiang Pengji's body is pure Northern Frontier blood.

Sun Wen bowed his head apologetically and said calmly, "Although this is the case, the courtiers have the duty of the courtiers, and they will never dare to trespass." ”

Figuring out the will does not mean making one's own opinions, and it is even more impossible for Sun Wen to bypass the lord and make decisions without permission.

Wu Liba calmed down a little, and spat in the direction of Jiang Pengji, the audience could see the trajectory and appearance of the spit, Wu Liba said, "Demon woman - even if you can win for a while, can you still hold on for a lifetime?"

Jiang Pengji said, "I don't know if I can hold on to it for a lifetime, but you can't hold the northern frontier, it's ironclad." ”

Wu Liba took another mouthful of blood, and his old face was full of hideous color.

"The old man cursed you, even if you open a national dynasty, you will eventually fall into the hands of foreign surnames, and the descendants of the bloodline will have to die well!"

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

Jiang Pengji is a woman, and no woman has been enthroned as an emperor throughout the ages, let alone personally built an empire.

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

But it's just that she's a woman, and she's going to marry someone after all, and her husband is a little ambitious, hehe-

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

Wei Ci's face on the side changed, and the hand in his sleeve clenched fiercely.

Wei Ci in his previous life did not restrain his edge from the beginning, he and His Majesty secretly became acquainted, and the relationship between the two became a little closer.

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

He steadily walked towards the center of power, and when the limelight was in full swing, he warned from heaven and rained down meteorites.

[The emperor does not pass on the first, the emperor replaces him]

Who is Huangfu?

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

How did the prime minister die?

The big guy knows it.

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

Carefully checking the birth dates of the Manchu Dynasty, Wei Ci was found out.

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