The right ninth prince looked at the ministers who spoke to him at the court meeting, and his heart was so irritable.

If it were Mr. Sun Wen, he would definitely not be vague, let alone prevaricate, what is the use of keeping these wastes in front of him?

“…… As...... Send someone to sue for peace?"

Today's Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court is very poor, and the funds needed to fight the war can't be obtained.

A group of nobles were also accustomed to a life of luxury and peace, eating, drinking, and enjoying themselves, and did not want to fight at all.

If there is a war, it will damage their interests, and who wants to fight.

The ninth prince laughed angrily, the battle has not yet been fought, and the group of people below have already thought about how to sue for peace, this is still a bloody northern Xinjiang people?

"Asking for peace, why don't you say that you will send someone to wag your tail and beg for mercy on Liu Xi?"

The ninth prince lost his temper and directly brought the man up and sprayed him.

Before the horse plague in northern Xinjiang, they were still sharpening their knives and preparing to wave their troops in the Central Plains, it has only been a few years, and a group of courtiers have not even fought to negotiate peace?

The minister was sprayed by the ninth prince, his old face couldn't hold back, and his face was blue and black for a while.

Although he didn't have a seizure in the court, he also made a hard note in his heart and directly hated the ninth prince.

"Acting king, according to the old minister's opinion, this battle is inevitable. Talking about peace talks now is undoubtedly helping others to be arrogant and extinguishing their own prestige. A certain old minister from Northern Xinjiang came out of the ranks, and he said, "The most important thing now is to reorganize the troops and horses everywhere and prepare to meet the enemy——"

The old minister talked nonsense, but it was better than talking about peace at every turn.

The ninth prince also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take back the military power of the various tribes, and the minister's words were right for him.

There is a reason for that. The ninth prince said, "There is a strong enemy outside, and the whole of the northern frontier should work together to resist the great enemy!"

Several brothers ran to the fiefdom tribe, gathered troops and horses, and made it clear that they wanted to pull him, the acting king, off the throne.

Where will the Nine Princes get their wish?

simply take advantage of the war to take back the military power in their hands at one time.

Without military power, no matter how capable the elder brothers are, they can't set off much of a storm.

The Nine Princes' abacus crackled.

He knew that the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court was short of finances, but it was one thing to be short of money, and it was another thing to fight a war.

The strength of the cavalry was greatly damaged, but the strength of the infantry was still there, and the three clans in Northern Xinjiang could fight immediately under the horse.

The warriors fought fiercely and fearlessly.

In the eyes of the ninth prince, Jiang Pengji's attack on northern Xinjiang was simply lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Northern Xinjiang is not even afraid of Dongqing, and will it be afraid of a small Dongqing prince?

Hitting a stone with an egg is beyond the reach of foolishness.

The abacus of the nine princes played loudly, but as everyone knows, it is difficult to implement this abacus in practice.

He knew that by taking this opportunity to take back the military power, wouldn't his brother know his calculations?

Don't think he's the only smart guy in the world.

Once the military power is handed over, it is like a tiger without teeth and claws, and it is up to the hunter to kill and kill in the future.

Surrendering the military power is death, and not handing over the military power can still make the ninth prince jealous, and the fool will obey the order.

After weighing the pros and cons, these northern Xinjiang princes all chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

As the "acting king", the first order he gave was prevaricated by all kinds of prevarications, with little effect, and he was so angry that his chest hurt.

"Bastards-Lone is the king of the Northern Frontier, and they dare to disrespect the decree-"

The Ninth Prince was so angry that his teeth were itching, he knew that this was the case, he should have let Sun Wen's design take their lives.

As soon as he thought of Sun Wen, the ninth prince was even more heartbroken.

The Ninth Prince sighed and muttered, "If the Dao is still there, why should you suffer from their bird anger?"

Sun Wen has been deified in the hearts of the nine princes, and has become an indelible cinnabar mole.

On the second day of the second month of February, the dragon raised its head.

This year is destined to be an extraordinary year, and Jiang Pengji, who has been dormant for several years, finally showed her fangs again.

Seeing that spring ploughing is approaching, the troop movements on the border between northern Xinjiang and Chongzhou are becoming more and more frequent, and occasional small-scale clashes break out.

The atmosphere of war is getting stronger and stronger, and there is quite an atmosphere of impending wind and rain.

In the same year, Cangzhou Meng and Huang Song officially broke up, the Xu Pei brothers' tearing ratio entered a white heat, and Zhangzhou Yang Tao completely gained a firm foothold.

The land of Dongqing was eaten alive by a giant beast called "War" and swallowed it all.

"Liu Xi and Northern Xinjiang, Xu Pei and Xu Fei, Huang Song and Cangzhou Meng...... With so many families, the entire Dongqing was stirred up. ”

Yang Tao frowned.

Each family is at war, which means that their pace of development will be temporarily stopped, and this is a good time for him to grow!

If they wait for them to decide the winner, Yang Tao only has one place in Zhangzhou, and maybe he will be targeted by a few companies.

Only by strengthening himself can he survive the troubled times.

But...... Is there anything else in Dongqing where he can fight?

Yang Tao scratched his head, distressed.

Yan Lin said, "The world is so big that there is more than just Dongqing. ”

Yang Tao was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Yan Lin smiled and said, "Do you want to compete with Liu Xi and the others?"

Yang Tao said bluntly, "Immortals fight, what do mortals have to do? Even if they have to compete with each other, it is definitely not now." ”

His foundation is far less solid than Jiang Pengji and others, and it would be thankless to snatch food from their mouths.

Yan Lin lowered his eyes and said coldly, he said, "The puppet emperor fled into the border of Nansheng with the remnants of the defeated army, which is a good excuse for us to send troops." ”

Dongqing's territory has been occupied by a few great gods, but other lands are not, especially Nansheng Kingdom!

The puppet emperor Changshou Wang fled into Nansheng, and Yang Tao could use this excuse to attack Nansheng's land.

Yan Lin said, "The princes of Dongqing already have a climate, and now it is difficult to shake it, so the lord might as well find another way." In Yichen's view, Nansheng is a good choice. After the Nanban four conquered the Nansheng country, the princes of the Nansheng family rose up, but the strength of the Nanban four was strong, and the two sides suffered heavy casualties, and the Nansheng side had no chance to recuperate. It is better for the lord to take advantage of this to enter the land of Nansheng and concentrate on development...... When the forces grow and they have enough strength in their hands, it will not be too late to turn around and counterattack. What does the lord think?"

Dongqing's cake has been almost divided by others, and Yang Tao wants to get involved in a fight with the princes, which is too difficult.

Rather than that, it's better to settle for the next best thing and choose another cake.

If it is peacetime, where can you casually send troops into the territory of another country?

Dare to stretch your feet and try?

It's different now.

The Nansheng Kingdom has been destroyed, all kinds of puppet regimes are growing like leeks, no one is orthodox, and no one said anything when Yang Tao intervened.

Yang Tao is not a nameless teacher, the puppet emperor Changshou King is his enemy, can't he chase and kill the enemy across borders?

"Cheng, then listen to Shaoyang. ”

Yang Tao can fight, but he can't use his brain, anyway, he has Yan Lin's external brain, and it is not his turn to think about this kind of thing.

After more than a month, the spring ploughing has come to an end, and Jiang Pengji has completed the final troop transfer.

"Is that second prince of Northern Xinjiang still alive?" Jiang Pengji turned her head and asked.

The official shook the feather fan lightly, "He is still alive, why did the lord suddenly mention him?"

Jiang Pengji's tone was indifferent, but the corners of her lips raised a cold arc, "There are few people who sacrifice the flag, take him to sacrifice the flag, this is the perfect beginning." ”