The scouts quickly passed the information back, and then sent people looking for traces of the army.

They didn't dare to get close and only dared to scout around.

north.

The Da Meng tribe disguised themselves as caravans, bypassing Qianji City from the desert in waves, and entered the territory of Da Qi.

Daqi's system of guarding against grassland tribes in the northwest actually had many loopholes.

But historically, Daqi has not been too worried about the grassland tribes bypassing Qianji City and entering Daqi territory.

This is because the grassland tribes do not dare to go deep. If they go deep, they will become alone, which will undoubtedly lead to death.

This would only happen if the grassland tribes were desperate and their brains were broken.

But now that Daqi has a large army to assist the grassland tribes, the result is different.

The grassland tribes have vitality instead of completely falling into death.

In a mountain valley in Daqi, people from the Mongolian tribe gathered together.

The leader is Ulihan.

This time, he worked hard and used many connections to successfully make himself the leader of the team.

"Take off the merchants' clothes and put on our Damon armor and uniforms."

Wulihan held the whip in his hand and pointed forward.

"Have changed, prepare weapons, etc. Let's eat dry food and rest for a while."

After Wulihan made arrangements, he came to a corner alone and fell down.

Here, he was ready to put himself to death and live again.

According to normal promotion rules, he will only get further and further away from Princess Dedema.

If he wants to get closer to Dedema, he can only do it if he makes great contributions and meritorious deeds.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists.

…

It’s been a while since I left Banshu.

Yang Dingxing rode on the horse with his head held high.

He looked very proud.

The Yang family has been operating in Bozhou for seven to eight hundred years, with more than twenty generations of people.

The Yang family has seen the rise and fall of many dynasties. The Daqi dynasty lasted only a hundred years. Compared with the long history of the Yang family, it was too short.

Therefore, Da Qi was not taken seriously by him at all.

"Cheer up, everyone."

Yang Dingxing shouted.

No one knew that the number of troops he brought out this time was not 10,000 or 20,000, but a full 30,000.

And plenty of horses...

These horses are all native to the Southwest.

Take it out, not to ride it yourself, but to give it to your teammates.

"General, are we going to listen to their orders this time? We have the most people."

Commander Yang Congshu, who was beside him, came closer.

"Just follow their instructions, no problem. This was all agreed upon in advance."

"However, we can let them take command, but we cannot use our Yang family's sons as cannon fodder."

Yang Dingxing said.

"Yes, the general is right. The sons and sons of our Yang family are the capital of our Yang family and cannot be damaged at will."

Yang Cong wrote.

He is also a member of the Yang clan. Although his status in the clan is lower than that of Yang Dingxing, she is indeed a serious member of the Yang clan.

"After this battle, the Qi court will no longer want to interfere with our Yang family's affairs. Last time, they actually sent a tax collector to come to our Bozhou to collect taxes. They are simply reckless."

Yang Dingxingneng snorted.

Bozhou is the territory of the Yang family, so the land is mountainous and there are many foreign races. Therefore, all dynasties in the past used local methods to govern the local people.

As long as the Yang family is willing to surrender to the dynasty in name only, it will be fine.

GuBut in recent years, Daqi has sent several officials to Bozhou with the intention of collecting taxes.

How can Yang be willing to pay taxes?

This move has completely angered Yang.

This was one of the reasons why Yang sent troops.

"When the time comes when the head of the family becomes the emperor, you, my lord, will be the prince."

Yang Congshu's eyes lit up and he said.

"It's hard to say whether I can be a prince or not."

Yang Dingxing may seem humble, but in fact, between the lines, he is already certain that the head of the family will become the emperor.

"It's definitely possible. If you don't take the position of prince, who else is qualified to hold it?"

Yang Congshu's stance was very firm.

Yang Dingxing was satisfied, but his eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "There are still a few people who are qualified to do it, such as my good brother..."

"How can he compare with your Excellency? In this expedition, only Your Majesty dares to lead the troops, and no one else dares. Based on this alone, Your Majesty can already crush them."

Yang Congshu said sincerely.

At this point, there is no element of flattery in him.

This is the fact. Among the descendants of the family head, only Yang Dingxing is the most promising and courageous.

The only variable is that Yang Dingxing is not the eldest son.

The succession of the eldest son to the throne is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and cannot be easily broken.

"low profile!"

"After this battle, I will return with a great victory. When the time comes, let's see who dares to oppose me!"

Yang Dingxing raised his eyebrows.

After all, the Yang family was the local chieftain. In addition to learning the eldest son inheritance system from the Qi people, she also retained the original local rules, which was that the stronger was respected.

The Yang family has been able to survive seven to eight hundred years and survive several dynasties. Part of the secret comes from this.

Almost all the heads of the Yang family for more than twenty generations have been too fatuous and incompetent.

"My lord, you will definitely win!" Yang Congshu said with a smile.

"Then let me borrow your good words." Yang Dingxing said.

…

Outside Sixiang City.

In a sect's residence.

This place is a secret station of the Far Soviet Union, and only a few elites in the sect know about it.

At this time, on the pavilion, there was a man wearing a black robe with a veil on his face, his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

"My lord, the three teams have already entered the territory of Daqi. Once they meet up, half of our plan will be completed."

A man standing next to him said excitedly.

This man wears a crown on his head and a mythical beast embroidered on his clothes. He is Yan Tairan, the leader of the Far Soviet Union.

"Be calm, don't be too hasty in everything. Before you have a complete victory, you should think about what will happen if you lose? How should we preserve our strength?" the man in black robe said calmly.

"My Lord is wise and powerful, and the depth and breadth of his consideration of the problem are far beyond the reach of someone like me."

Yan Tairan was filled with admiration.

There was a trace of fear in his eyes.

He knew that the man in black robe was... moody!

If you offend him, you will be brutally punished.

Yan Tairan has seen the situation of being punished. If he sees such a miserable scene just once, he will have nightmares for a long time, and the mental trauma may last for a lifetime.

Therefore, he could only try his best to please the man in black robe, so that he could avoid "punishment".

"I asked this question, but you haven't answered yet!" the man in black robe frowned.

"Sir, if we are really defeated, it will be the troops of their three forces who will be damaged. Our troops will basically not be greatly affected."

Yan Tairan said.

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