The four words "calm" and "calm" were even more biting than the midwinter cold wave outside the Great Wall. Even when the group of people came out of the Northwest Palace, the chill still lingered on their bodies.
"Your Majesty, if you act without authorization, the city lord will be furious after you return..."
Tie Ying's voice was hoarse:
"How can you say divide and conquer? You ruined the city lord's important matter..."
"Do you think I really want to divide and conquer? No, I just want to keep Dongyue Road, but it's a pity..."
Tie Tiefa didn't care at all. He tightened his clothes and felt his back was wet. He smiled bitterly:
"When the news comes back from outside the Great Wall, I'm afraid grandpa won't have time to blame me. This guy, I'm afraid, is going to take action..."
He wants to take action!
Feeling the hustle and bustle of the northwest city, Tie Tufa felt a chill rise in his heart.
After twenty years of recuperation, and sitting on the Northwest Road with the largest horse breeding land and the largest number of mines in the world, the war potential has exceeded that of most anti-kings in the world.
But if that were the case, Dongyue Road, which had absorbed the forces of the South China Sea Islands, would not have the slightest fear.
But if you add in the unparalleled martial arts of this supreme martial saint, the first person in the world, it will be completely different!
Heavenly Wolf, Da Li was as powerful as any rebel king in the world, but in less than a year, he was almost overthrown by his people and destroyed the country!
Can Canghai City be stopped?
Can Dongyue Road be saved...
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In the hall, Yang Yu stood with his hands behind his hands. A group of Northwest Dao ministers headed by Qi Wensheng had different expressions and spoke one after another.
"Tie Hengliu, the world's great hero, can almost be regarded as the biggest rebel king in the world. Such a person will never agree to divide and rule. I'm afraid it is a delaying strategy."
"We and other forces have entered Dongyang. The three states of Dongyang have the heart of one state and four prefectures waiting for us. It is ridiculous to talk about dividing and conquering at this moment!"
"The prince came out of seclusion and destroyed two kingdoms. This is an earth-shattering feat, a feat rarely seen in ancient times. Who among the wise people in the world does not want to turn to the northwest?"
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When Tie Tufa took out the document, several people panicked for a moment, because they were really afraid that their prince would really agree.
In front of the magnificent map of Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains, Yang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the mountains, rivers and city walls above it.
After twenty years of recuperation, the northwest is no longer as desolate as it once was. Today, the Northwest Road has more than 500,000 troops.
The lives and fortunes of more than two million people were staked on him, and there was no room for him to take a step back.
The so-called general trend is like a tide, pushing people forward, but it is nothing more than that.
Of course, he never thought of giving in.
No matter in his previous life or in this life, he has never been a person who gives up halfway.
After a long time, Qi Wensheng and others silenced their voices one after another, and Yang Yucai said:
"Use the circular light mirror to send a message, including Qin Lihu, Wu Changbai, Jiang Wu, Fang Ada, Fang Han, generals above the middle level in the various armies.
The heads of the Supervision Department, the Demon Slaying Department, and those in charge of the twenty-nine mansions in the three states, order them to return to Daocheng as quickly as possible to see me!"
"yes!"
Qi Wensheng was shocked, and many ministers behind him were also agitated.
They have been waiting for this day for twenty years!
Everyone was in agitated mood. When they left the room, their hands and feet were a little trembling. After leaving the room, they didn't waste any time and dispersed to do their own things.
But in the room, Yang Yu, who issued the order, had no trouble in his heart. After everyone left, he took out a round light mirror himself.
Buzz!
The faint white mist receded, and after just a few breaths, the scene on the other side of the bronze mirror was revealed.
Thousands of miles of wilderness are covered with cold wind and heavy snow.
It was still late autumn inside the Great Wall, but outside the Great Wall it was already extremely hot. The biting cold wind was enough to freeze to death any cattle, sheep, or horses in the wilderness.
Whoosh!
In the heavy snow, Wei Zhengxian rode on a high mountain with his dragon and horse, hunting with a cloak behind him, and his arrogance was like fire.
"Why does the Northwest King have time to contact the general today?"
Glancing at the bronze mirror, Wei Zhengxian smiled.
In one year, there were two severe winters, and more than 200,000 of the imperial troops he led suffered casualties from freezing to death. When he saw the food and wine on the other side of Yang Prison, he suddenly looked unhappy.
"Brother Wei hasn't returned to the pass yet?"
Yang Yu didn't care about his attitude and asked with a smile.
In less than a year, he fought for 180,000 miles, promoted both countries equally, and became famous all over the world.
But behind the scenes, Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian led more than 200,000 elites to clean up the mess. Otherwise, it would take ten times the time to achieve the same effect with his own efforts.
After all, even if the Sirius army, numbering in the hundreds of thousands and millions, fled in all directions, it was impossible for him to kill them all.
And once he leaves, the tribal pasture will still attract them to gather again.
Repeatedly, he asked himself whether he could convince Sirius, but the amount of time consumed was not something he could accept.
"The Eight Heavenly Wolf tribes have tens of thousands of tribes and a population of tens of millions. We don't have three generations to completely conquer the desert. It's impossible to even think about it!"
Wei Zhengxian sighed.
The speed of Yang Yu's blood dragon is even better than that of his goshawk. It can fight in eight places and cover tens of thousands of miles in one day.
But he can't.
The 200,000-strong army that spent a year mopping up the northern part of the Great Wall was only able to clear out part of it...
"It's not easy to defeat, how can we overwhelm them? Brother Wei only needs to kill and capture the princes and nobles of the Eight Heavenly Wolf Tribes. As for the rest, we can slowly take care of them."
Yang Prison was not surprised.
Since ancient times, for more than three thousand years, the Central Plains dynasties have many records of defeating grassland tribes, and there are many.
However, the grassland people who were born in the bitter cold land in the north of the Great Wall are as resilient as weeds. Even if they are wiped out for a while, they will regain their strength within decades at most.
If you want to overwhelm someone, it cannot be accomplished by one person, nor can it be accomplished in a year or two.
"Take it slowly?"
Wei Zhengxian's heart moved:
"Are you talking about a heavy snowstorm?"
"good."
Yang Prison nodded:
"Since ancient times, the grassland has been difficult to conquer, and it is only as vast as the Great Wall. But now, as the weather changes become more and more severe, sooner or later no one will be able to survive outside the Great Wall..."
Wei Zhengxian's heart moved slightly.
"The tribes on the grassland have always dared to fight and were able to fight. But in the final analysis, if they can survive, no one wants to fight and fight for years!
Especially under these years of heavy snowstorms, ordinary herdsmen won’t care too much if they can survive.”
Yang Yu’s words are concise and comprehensive:
"Brother Wei, when all the princes and nobles of the Eight Heavenly Wolf Tribes are dead, can you use the Seven Kills King's City as the foundation to recruit herdsmen?"
"Um?"
Wei Zhengxian narrowed his eyes slightly:
"you mean?"
"Whether it is the Central Plains or the northern part of the Great Wall, ordinary people have no intention of conquering the world..."
"Are you going to start an army?"
Yang Yu said it in an understatement, but Wei Zhengxian was keenly aware of something:
"I'm afraid you are not talking about Wei, but you should convey it to Mr. Xu on your behalf, right?"
"good."
Yang Yu responded calmly.
Facing the iron step method, he could tell Shunchang to be defeated, but facing Xu Wenji, he could not do the same.
Regardless of his past life, let's just talk about this life. That old man was one of the few people who was kind to him.
Over the years, he will never forget the kindness he has shown in maintaining it several times.
But the situation has reached this point, and he will never be allowed to stop. Naturally, he can only find a place for this old man to go.
"Educating the grasslands and eliminating wars is an unparalleled merit. Mr. Xu will not refuse..."
Huhu~
The broken round light mirror fell into the snow in the cold wind.
"Education grassland..."
Wei Zhengxian stood in silence for a long time, then finally turned around, marched off with his army, and returned to Shuiyunguan.
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Huhu~
In the cold wind, the Seven Kills King's City lost the bustle and bustle of the past.
On the day when the old monster from Black Mountain died, a fierce fighting broke out inside and outside the city. In the end, the newly built royal city changed hands.
"Wang Muzhi, you dare to kill me?!"
At Caishikou in the wind and snow, a vicious roar broke the tranquility of the snowy sky.
Hundreds of prisoners were detained here, many executioners had gathered at the execution ground, and a large number of people gathered outside the streets in the snow to watch.
Among them, most of them were civilians in the pass who were building the city outside the city a few years ago. The eyes they looked at the prisoners at this moment were full of resentment.
"Back when you were in the capital of the gods, I ran around for you. You dare to kill me before I repay your kindness?!"
The prisoner struggled and glared.
"What a shameless old man!"
Wang Muzhi looked at each other coldly, but Yu Jing shouted coldly:
"You are running around putting my teacher in jail. Do you really think that we don't know anything about it?! You surrendered to a foreign race, and as a high-ranking official, you shaved your head and changed your clothes. How hateful and ridiculous are you?"
With a loud shout, Yu Jing spoke directly:
"cut!"
"Slow, slow!"
The prisoner looked panicked:
"Mr. Wang, I was also bewitched back then. I didn't mean to be your enemy! I didn't shave my hair to make it easier to take clothes. I actually suffered from a head disease and the pain of itchy scalp was unbearable..."
"Why was the head of the Cheng family so arrogant and empress Gongye before?"
Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly and glanced at his money rat tail:
"Scalp itches? After today, it won't itch anymore!"
"cut!"
Ru Lin's sword slashed down, bringing out a large amount of blood. Hundreds of people were beheaded one after another. The smell of blood filled the entire Caishikou for a while and could not be dispersed by the wind.
"The worm of the country..."
Yu Jing's eyes were filled with disgust.
Among those who were beheaded today, there were many who were from the big families in Shendu.
They took advantage of all their gains, but they ran faster than anyone else...
"Bury them. There are too many corpses, which can easily lead to plague."
Just as Wang Muzhi was about to leave, a dim light lit up in his arms, and Qi Wensheng's excited and urgent voice came out from the circular light mirror.
"Finally, the troops are about to rise."
Wang Muzhi was neither sad nor happy. The moment he heard the news, the first thing that arose in his heart was doubt:
"What happened to make him act on the spur of the moment?"
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In the autumn of the 19th year of the New Calendar, the Dongyue Dao envoy visited the northwest. On the same day, the northwest king Yang Yu summoned all the generals in the army.
In the winter of the same year, many armored vehicles on the Northwest Road were not open to the public, and all the twenty-nine prefectures in the three states began to mobilize for war. All kinds of soldiers, horses, and supplies gathered along the horse road at the border areas.
Ding'an Road was in turmoil for a while, and Li Chuang, the king of Chuang, mobilized a million troops, joining seven routes and marching to the border.
The news of the impending war blew like a hurricane to various states and Taoist governments...
Suddenly, the world was shaken.
In the winter of the same year, before the end of the year, a loud cry came from the palace of Prince Longyuan...
Well...continue typing, see you at twelve o'clock!