Li Jiangyao first nodded at Xu Youchang and Situ Wushou, then turned to Samor and smiled, "Can we change the original plan a little." Now that the entire Western Ghost Desert is controlled by the rebels, it can be said that it is full of dangers, and the enemy's strength is very strong, which is by no means something we can easily deal with. No matter which tribe of Shenhua is, if it is clear that it will confront them, it will easily invite the disaster of extermination. If the entire Shenhua family is dragged in at once, not only the leaders and elders of the various clans will have concerns, but even I myself can't bear it. ”

He paused slightly, and said in a consultative tone, "It's better to do this." Let Hassan lead them in the process, and we will assist His Highness in selecting the twelve most determined and powerful tribes to join the Metasequoia garrison. I think that as long as we can choose it properly, we can not only get strong reinforcements, but also ensure that the vitality of the Shenhua family will be damaged too much. ”

Xu Youchang also agreed: "What Jiang Yao said makes sense. Judging from the entire strategic situation of Western Xinjiang, in fact, we don't need the Shenhua family to take a huge risk and put all their strength into it at once. After all, the moment has not yet come for a full-scale decisive battle between the enemy and the enemy. If intelligence networks and supplies alone can play a key role in a few relatively powerful clans, you say? ”

Samor has been a veteran of politics and business for many years, and of course he understands the truth that soldiers are not expensive, he thought about it carefully, and said happily: "I understand the words of the two adults." Before, His Royal Highness and we really didn't think about this layer. If you follow Master Li's method, things will be much simpler. We can pick those who can fight well, have a lot of money, have abundant food and grass, and those who have been rooted in the three kingdoms of Loulan, Shule, and Chechi, as the twelve personal guards to protect His Highness, and join the command of the Metasequoia Army. In this way, we can completely achieve our previous goal! My lord, I will go back at once, and tell the little prince that I will first consult the list of tribes carefully, and I will have a good evening with them!" ”

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Metasequoia City, the castle guard's house.

In the wide mansion, there are high wooden platforms, lanterns and lanterns, and seventy-two colorful flags painted with different totemic runes stand one after another around the meeting hall, a solemn and solemn scene.

The majestic soldiers of the Metasequoia garrison, dressed in black armor and white cloaks, carrying long knives and strong crossbows, were all over the key points inside and outside the castle guard, and were on high alert.

Today, the succession ceremony of the prince of the Shenhua family is about to be held here.

The night before yesterday, in accordance with Li Jiangyao's suggestion, after consulting with the little prince of Shenhua, Kuliban, Samol prepared a detailed plan to deal with the "lifting system" in advance, and clearly announced at the senator's meeting: The Shenhua family will firmly support the garrison of Metasequoia in Zhenjiang, and look forward to the day when the Holy Tang Dynasty will recover Western Xinjiang!

In the face of Kuriban's determination, several tribal leaders, represented by Hassan, expressed their concerns and opposition on the spot. They expressed their opinions and bitterly stated their interests, hoping that the heir of the prince would proceed from the interests of the entire family and carefully consider the harm that this would bring to the Shenhua family.

Curiban looked resolute and refuted the leaders' doubts-for-tat. He told everyone that whether it was the Turkic Empire or the Western Xinjiang Alliance, their purpose was not to benefit the people of Western Xinjiang, but to enslave the people here forever, so that the ghost desert of Western Xinjiang would become a bargaining chip and springboard for their eastward invasion of Shengtang. As long as the Turks lasted a day, their tyrannical rule would intensify and be endless. In the far western continent, all the places that have been invaded by the Turks have the same tragic experience without exception. And Western Xinjiang, the vast land where the ancestors of the Shenhua family have lived for generations, is also about to experience all this.

Shouldn't we resist?

Unfortunately, however, the tribal leaders did not listen to Kuliban at all. Because now it is not the Turks who rule here, but the Western Frontier Alliance. In the words of the leaders, the people of Western Xinjiang will never be worse than Shengtang in governing Western Xinjiang, and there is no need to jump out and resist in a hurry.

Besides, do we have the capital to revolt?

Hassan generously stated that it was very unwise for the Shenhua family to take the initiative to intervene in the wrestling between the two great empires of the East and the West. Whether it was fighting for the Holy Tang, or for the Turks, or for the Western Frontier Alliance, it was the family's own strength that was lost, and it was Shenhua's own people who died. To do so is to lead the thousand-year-old family into the abyss, which is extremely dangerous and meaningless.

Kuliban's face became more and more ugly, and he was about to scold people on the spot, but Samar hurriedly stood up first and made it clear to the opposition leader once again that His Royal Highness the Little Prince had made up his mind and would not change.

Hassan and the others had no choice but to make a big move, threatening to use the power of the family's "Divine Codex" to temporarily break off contact with the prince in order to protect the fundamental interests of the Shenhua family.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they proposed this idea, His Highness Kuriban immediately nodded in agreement, without the slightest hesitation. Before Hassan and the others, who were a little confused, could react, Samor smiled and pulled out the list of the twelve guardian clans that had already been studied.

The list included the Montenegrin, Akron, and Kazakh tribes that were capable of fighting well, as well as the Dochi and Helenmus tribes, which were populous and well-studied. In particular, the Dochi tribe, most of whom were born as hunters, were good at mining wrought iron, and were famous for producing archers, which played a very important role on the battlefield.

In addition, there are three wealthy large tribes, who want money and food, and the key is that they also have rich ore and medicinal resources, which can supplement the needs of Metasequoia.

The other five tribes, although they do not have any particularly outstanding resources, they have all lived in Loulan, Shule and Chechi countries for a long time. After years of silent development, their tentacles have extended to all strata of these countries, from officials and generals, to peddlers and pawns, and even in the royal palaces of these three countries, there are secret eyeliners of their tribes.

Among them, there is Yudra, who firmly supports the Holy Tang.

Looking at this list, the head of Hassan and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

It was only now that they finally understood that although the little prince Kuliban was young, his methods were really a bit incompatible. On the surface, His Royal Highness unabashedly deliberately revealed his position during the critical period of his ascension to the throne, in fact, he was forcing these leaders to raise objections, and when the two sides were deadlocked, Hassan came up with a three-year severance of ties as a threat, and he just took the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes in the "Divine Codex" and hold the most powerful tribes in his hands.

In this regard, everyone, including Hassan, felt a little crying and laughing.

They are not disloyal to the prince, they just have different angles and views when looking at the fundamental interests of the Shenhua family. Now seeing that the little prince Kuriban actually knows how to play tricks, Hassan and the others are not really angry, but they can't help but feel relieved like an old man who sees the progress and maturity of his juniors.

And, if you think about it the other way around, this may be the only way to do it right now. Sixty tribes were temporarily cut off from His Royal Highness, while twelve tribes followed the prince and went all out. In this way, it will not violate the will of Kuliban to support Saint Tang, but also protect the Shenhua family to the greatest extent, so that everyone will not get involved in the game, and finally end up with a result of total annihilation.

Thinking of this, Hassan and the others couldn't help but be happy that there was such a shrewd and wise heir in the family, and at the same time, they all gladly agreed with His Highness's arrangement.

After some discussion, the leaders of the seventy-two tribes unanimously agreed, and the prince's succession ceremony and family system were carried out successively. After Kuriban officially became the new generation of Prince Shenhua, he led the army to resist the enemy, and the remaining sixty tribes hid and hid, waiting until three years later to decide the future direction of the family according to the situation.

Finally, the leader of Hassan still had another problem in mind: His Highness was still young, had no heirs, and the battlefield was unpredictable, so he could not help but consider how to succeed the descendants of the god of flowers.

Kuliban smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, Uncle Hassan." Lord Samar had already found me seven or eight candidates for the princess. After three years, I promise to show you a bunch of big fat boys! ”

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Twelve huge brass trumpets sounded a grand and melodious sound, resounding throughout the entire Metasequoia City Guard.

"Suulipha, Rulun Haliti...... Mada numbness...... Remmere, Remmeree-"

Under the leadership of the high priest of the Shenhua family, the six elders of the Holy Land and the seventy-two clan leaders knelt neatly on the small square of the city guard's mansion, raised their hands high, recited the "Divine Codex" in unison, and prayed loudly to the sky, praying for the blessing of the Nanjin Flower God.

On the high platform directly opposite them, Kuliban sat upright in a plain coarse linen coat and a wreath of nan brocade on his head.

Li Jiangyao, as a specially invited guest of honor, sat on the left side of the high platform, while Xu Youchang and other metasequoia generals stood solemnly behind him.

At this time, Situ Wushou next to him was whispering to Li Jiangyao: "Now it's a prayer session. When the prayer is finished, as long as Kuliban spills the water from the copper kettle on the crowd, it will be considered a prayer. Next, he would use the Black Crystal Jade Stone to stamp the parchment scrolls of the Blood Alliance of each tribe in turn, and accept the oath of allegiance from the clan leader. ”

Li Jiangyao nodded and snickered: "Okay, the leaders didn't find out that it was a fake, right?" ”

Situ Wushou looked serious: "What did the adults say?" The leaders of Hassan have personally confirmed it, of course, it is a family sacred stone that has been passed down for thousands of years, how can it be fake? ”

Li Jiangyao forced a smile and was about to speak again, when Lin Feng suddenly ran in from outside in a hurry and went straight to his side.

"My lord, according to the Pegasus scout's report, the 80,000 allied forces of the Loulan Kingdom and the Cheshi Kingdom are approaching Metasequoia City!"