A northern Xinjiang army was defeated and fled, Fu Wang took a short break and led the troops to pursue, and drove them to the Maynu tribe on the bank of the Lishui River like chickens.

Because he was worried that the other party would counterattack and ambush, Fu Wang chased for a while and then decisively withdrew, collecting a lot of loot along the way.

The army in northern Xinjiang panicked, crowded with men and horses, trampled on each other, almost fled all the way to death, and corpses were all over the field.

In the midst of the chaos, the acting king was accidentally shot in the shoulder by a stray arrow, which made his face pale and howl in pain.

"The Acting King—now that he's safe, the pursuers haven't caught up—"

Harencha seemed to have aged a lot, and this escape from life and death was too exciting, making him disgraced and embarrassed.

"Didn't, didn't catch up?" The acting king looked at Harenca with a pale face, his chest and heart were beating like a drum, and the rain and wind were beating wildly, and when he heard Haroncha's words, the shadow-like death oppression was slightly reduced, "Send people, send people to investigate, really didn't chase?"

He was frightened by Jiang Pengji's false and real methods, for fear that he had just relaxed his vigilance, and he didn't know where the enemy would appear.

Haruncha said, "The minister commands." ”

As soon as he retreated, there was a terrible chirp from the sky, and as soon as he looked up, several agile eagles fought in the sky.

"Ahh

The eagle's chirp was high-pitched and sharp, piercing the eardrums fiercely.

Dai Wang was already nervous, and when he heard this voice, he almost bounced off the car.

Haruncha said, "Back to the king, there are only a few eagles skimming overhead......

When the acting king heard this, he recalled his embarrassing performance just now, and he suddenly couldn't hold his face.

He waved his hand tiredly and sent Haroncha away.

In the near future, he really didn't want to see Haroncha's face-

Who let the other party witness his most humiliating deed?

Approaching dusk, the soldiers of northern Xinjiang who fled and rushed returned one after another.

After sending someone to count the number of people, everyone's hearts were cold, and Haruncha sighed even more, and his eyebrows were full of sorrow and tiredness.

The Northern Xinjiang army claims to be 500,000 heroic divisions, but in fact there are only 180,000, 100,000 elite, and 80,000 temporarily forcibly conscripted militia.

After deducting the 10,000 people lost in the night attack of the Vulliba, there were 170,000 left in the camp.

Now that the count is counted, the remnants of the soldiers are less than 60,000, and the rest of the soldiers are either dead or captured.

"Heaven is going to die, my northern frontier—"

Wu Liba escaped with his life, and when he learned of this result, he cried tears and his eyes were full of tears.

"General, general—this must not be said again—if it is passed on to the ears of the king by someone with a heart, it will be bad for you. ”

The guards who escorted him to escape helped him to prevent him from fainting from the blow.

Wu Li's wound cracked, and his complexion was a bit lifeless and gray.

He swallowed the anger and sadness in his heart, his fingers trembling and clenching the knife he carried with him.

"You're right, the old man can't fall yet-"

A slight look flashed in his eyes, and he asked the soldier, "Where are we now?"

The other said, "The Maynu tribe." ”

"The Mainu tribe?" Wu Li plucked his lips and trembled, "So this is it—"

There are many big rivers in northern Xinjiang, but there are so many places with abundant pastures.

Often, only the most powerful tribes can occupy the places with the most abundant pastures and cleanest waters.

The Mayinu tribe occupies the most extensive pastures on the banks of the Lishui River, and is also ranked number one in northern Xinjiang.

Most importantly, the Maynu tribe is the mother tribe of the third and fifth princes!

Ulibat is the mentor of the third prince!

Instead of continuing to let this acting king drag the northern frontier to hell, it is better to take the opportunity to unite with his apprentices to launch a coup d'état and get rid of the acting king.

This bold thought hovered over my heart, and I couldn't get rid of it.

Fighting hungry and fleeing for a day, the Northern Xinjiang army also lost a large amount of military baggage.

At this moment, they were hungry, tired and cold, even with men and horses.

In stark contrast to them, Jiang Pengji set up a bonfire here, roasted the fire and ate meat, singing and dancing.

The northern frontier scattered and fled, and Jiang Pengji laughed at all their logistical baggage.

The intact war horses were caught, and the lame or seriously injured ones were directly slaughtered and roasted.

The whole camp was red and full of lively atmosphere.

The soldiers outside rejoiced, and the main account of the Chinese army also held a small celebration banquet.

Speaking of the celebration banquet, everyone was both happy and uncomfortable.

For a foodie like Yang Si, just eat and ignore anything else, this kind of celebration banquet is no better, but it is a little uncomfortable for normal people.

Although it's good to bring your own entertainment program to help the fun and shorten the distance between everyone, it's like this when you come back-

Who likes to watch a bunch of big guys twist their waists and shake their butts?

How do you know, their father-in-law chose the dancing girl to cheer up for the first time today-

Maiden, dear!

"Really?"

Toyojin's eyes lit up first, and his whole face came alive.

Don't think that he is too prodigal, it is clear that he is the only one present who is suitable to ask this question.

Li Yun has jumped into the grave of marriage, his wife is still the little sister Shangguan Wan protected by the lord, he dares to be interested in the dancing girl?

Qi Guanrang is also married, with a sullen and introverted personality, even if his eyes really want to look at the dancing girl, he will maintain a gentleman's appearance.

Sun Wen is not easy to say, he is a grandfather, he wants to be a good example for his grandson, and the woman is not enthusiastic.

Wei Ci -

Well, he has an unspeakable mind for the lord, and Feng Zhen knows in his heart that this kid will not jump out.

Fu Wang seems to have a deep love for Hui Niangzi, a big man who has been a vegetarian for many years, and it is estimated that he is not suitable for meddling in such topics.

As for Captain Jiang -

cough cough cough, she is a woman, no matter how good the dancing girl is, she doesn't feel it.

counted back and forth, and only Feng Zhen had the "right to speak" among the people present.

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase, and he does what he says." The group of people in northern Xinjiang fled too quickly, not only losing a lot of baggage, but also losing a lot of 'burdens'. When our army searched the camp in northern Xinjiang, they found dozens of exotic dancing girls. Of course, in addition to the dancing girls, there are several concubines who claim to be the kings of the Northern Frontier, and they can also sing and dance—they have won the battle, and they should be treated, so I simply ordered them to compile a song and dance repertoire to let everyone relax—"

The crowd watched indifferently.

Toyoshi was wrong.

In addition to him, the head of their family was also extremely interested in Miss Maiji.

"It's beautiful—I've heard that women in Northern Xinjiang can sing and dance, and the well-trained dancers are even more outstanding—"

Feng Zhen was so happy that he almost didn't grin the corners of his mouth behind the roots of his ears.

These dancing girls were originally carefully raised by the king, but now they are cheaper than Jiang Pengji and others.

A burst of exotic music sounded, and a dozen or so sensual dancers entered from outside the tent, one by one like agile fish, boneless through the cracks of the tent, their bare feet on the soft animal skin cushions.

The facial features of the alien race in northern Xinjiang are relatively three-dimensional and deep, with the rare enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of the daughter of the Han family, like a raging flame.

Feng Zhen had no choice but to take this mouth, and her eyes were straight when she saw it.