Chapter 989: 989: War in Northern Xinjiang (26)

Chapter 989: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (26)
Wu Liba is the wise man in northern Xinjiang, their backbone.
Once the backbone has collapsed, what fighting spirit will there be in northern Xinjiang?
The big prince was refreshing, and he said to the three princes, "The flood has receded a lot. If you don't escape at this time, you won't have a chance in the future."
As a prince of northern Xinjiang, once he became a captive, he would most likely follow in the footsteps of the second prince and be killed by a flag offering.
After months of confrontation, Jiang Yanji showed her fierce decisiveness from all aspects.
Not to mention the North Xinjiang Prince, even if the North Xinjiang King is captured, it is estimated that it is a dead end.
She is obviously a woman, but the fierceness shown in her bones is stronger than many barbaric northern Xinjiang men.
"What nonsense-the king continues to live and escape to the next place to rectify the soldiers and horses, there is still a chance in northern Xinjiang. If the army was buried here, wouldn't it be a sinner in northern Xinjiang!" In desperation, he felt full of strength.
Even if he was going to die, he had to bite a piece of meat from Liu Zei, so as not to let her succeed easily.
The big prince saw the three princes still hesitating, and he was ruthless in his heart, and he shouted and took him away.
Before leaving, he glanced at Wu Liba with a complex expression.
He also worked hard to win the force, and never thought about the other person's temper, and was not moved at all.
"Goodbye--"
He typed out two words, but they knew well that the force was going to die.
"The old man will look at you under Jiuquan--" Wu Li gritted his teeth, "I don't want to let Northern Xinjiang fall into the hands of the enemy!"
He wanted to let the iron riders of the North Xinjiang step on the land of the Central Plains. This was his lifelong wish.
After hurriedly speaking, Wu Liba made many young potential generals also fled.
In the end, only three thousand people left after the break.
Wu Liba thought of countless kinds of his own endings, but he never thought that he would be put to death by the Central Plains Coward.
Until daybreak dawn, rays of light passed through the clouds, shining on the earth.
Wu Liba had died with just over a dozen people, and he and the remaining survivors were escorted to Jiang Yanji.
Jiang Yanji and Wu Liba have only met three times.
For the first time, Wu Liba was at the pinnacle of his life.
For the second time, Jiang Yanji was a puppet and threatened the powerful princes of northern Xinjiang.
This is the third time--
Jiang Yanji is still a prince, but the latter is a prisoner.
"Kneel down—"
The soldiers lifted his feet and struck his leg socket, forcibly pulling down and kneeling.
The Han Dynasty in the Central Plains only bowed to heaven, earth, and parents. Even the king could not bend their knees.
However, there is no need to be particular about treating captives, especially those in northern Xinjiang.
The captive was not even his own life. He wanted to stand upright?
Think beautiful!
Wu Li pulls the image into a wolf, and the whole face is covered with blood clots, but his eyes are still bursting with terrifying hatred and killing.
Jiang Yanji looked at him, and easily determined the identity of the other party.
At the same time, the audience in the live room is also looking at the force, guessing his identity.
For a person who appears only three times in the livestream, most viewers don't know him.
[Tangmen Holy Spirit Caier]: Who is this guy? He was taken to the anchor, should he be a heavyweight in northern Xinjiang?
[Little Thief Wushuang]: A little familiar, but his face is full of minced meat and blood, I really want to wipe him with a broom.
[A lot of blessings]: Anchor, are you planning on recruiting?
Zhaoan?
impossible.
Jiang Yanji didn't mean this, and Wu Liba would not accept this humiliation.
"Zaidao, what is it to send this person to me?"
Jiang Yanji glanced down at Wu Lipu with a calm look.
She didn't try to fool around like Wu Liba expected, nor did she step on the ground and chose to ignore it.
Sun Wen smiled, "This person has an extraordinary status in northern Xinjiang. He should be killed by killing him, and he should ask the principal."
wrong--
Wu Li pulled his mind back, almost staring out of his eyes, staring at the Confucian man sitting under the main account.
Carried?
This expression made him startled.
How the nine princes played supernaturally, carefully studied in private--
The more he studied, the more he felt that Sun Wen had problems. However, he disappeared and could not be liquidated.
That person ’s preface is also called Zaidao, which is also of this age ...
Wu Li pulled his skin and pumped, his heart understood, his eyes were filled with shock.
"It turned out you--" Wu Li gritted his teeth, "The old man is really blind ... I didn't realize that you were acting in secret--"
If there is no civil strife in the northern Xinjiang and the tribes are not fragmented, the northern Xinjiang will not only have a shabby 180,000 army.
Sun Wenyi calmly and authentically said, "Exceed the prize."
Wu Liba got Sun Wen's affirmation. Where was he calm down, he threw in his direction and opened his mouth to bite.
Sun Wen glanced at him, not even changing his face, arrogant and contemptuous.
Jiang Yanji said, "You don't need to ask for this kind of thing, right? You can't recruit people horizontally, and it's a waste of time to meet."
If the force can be surrendered, unless Jiang Yanji's body is of pure northern descent.
Sun Wen bowed his head apologetically, calmly, "Although so, the courtier has the duty of a courtier, and he never dares to surrender."
Trying to figure out what you mean does not mean making your own claim, it is even more impossible for Sun Wen to get over the protagonist and make a good decision.
Wu Lipu calmed down for a few minutes, and spit in the direction of Jiang Yanji. The audience could emotionally see the trajectory and appearance of the spit, Wu Lipu said, "Witch—even if you can win a moment, you Can it last forever? "
Jiang Yanji said, "I don't know if I can keep it forever, but you can't keep North Xinjiang. This is a stubborn thing."
Wu Lipu took another sip of blood, his old face was full of scum.
"The old man cursed you, even if he founded a national dynasty, he would eventually fall into the hands of a foreign name.
Even if it was cursed or abusive, Wu Liba also played a slapstick.
Jiang Yanji is a woman, and no woman has ever become an emperor, let alone laid down an empire herself.
For such people, the hard work that they have laid down must be left to their descendants.
But she is a woman. After all, she wants to marry a wife. Her husband-in-law is a little ambitious, hehe—
It is not impossible for the royal family to change the family name.
Wei Ci's face changed aside, and her hands folded in her sleeves were severely raised.
Wei Ci in the previous life did not converge at the beginning. He secretly became attached to His Majesty, and the relationship between them was a little closer.
Jiang Chao had just been established at that time, and it was in need of manpower. As a comprehensive little expert, Wei Ci was heavily reused.
He steadily walked towards the center of power. When the limelight was flourishing, he warned in the sky and lowered the meteorite.
[The Emperor does not pass down the life, the Emperor Fu will replace it]
Who is Huang Fu?
When you see this surname, you will think of the well-known prime minister.
How did that prime minister die?
The big guy knows.
Everyone has been dead for hundreds of years. Naturally, it is impossible to be resurrected. That is his reincarnation.
Carefully inspecting Manchu Wenwu's birthday characters, Wei Ci was taken out.
This is a bureau, but Wei Ci doesn't know how many people are involved and how many people want his life.
→ _ → Pity a benevolent person.
(End of this chapter)