The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 987 Chapter 987: War in Northern Xinjiang (twenty-four)

"Don't believe it, as a big brother, my allowance is very high !!!"

Jiang Yanji was born of a genetic warrior, the mission risk is extremely high, and the federal military subsidies are considerable.

Of course, if her salary is compared with that of other legionnaires, it is probably a scum.

Everyone else has a background, either from a certain family background or a family heritage, except that she punched up with bare hands.

That's kind of inspirational!

The only regret is that we have struggled for decades, and we have not spent any of the small money we saved.

Fighting for the Commonwealth for more than three decades, she has not received a year's pension.

Feng Zhen rolled his eyes secretly, "How much yellow soup does the protagonist drink from stealing today?"

If it was n’t for the yellow soup, why would you talk nonsense?

Faced with intermittent gusts by his protagonist, Feng Langzi said that he was accustomed to it.

The camp here is calm and calm, with daily exemption cards. No matter how the northern Xinjiang is called, they refuse to go out and secretly make bamboo rafts.

Jiang Yanji was so angry that he couldn't hold it in the northern part of Xinjiang.

It's nothing else, just because the Maiinu tribes don't have enough food to supply the normal expenses of tens of thousands of troops.

Jiang Yanji can consume time, but the northern Xinjiang can't afford it.

The only way the Three Princes could think of was to borrow food.

but--

"... just blame the stupid guy for being too stupid. Which big tribe in northern Xinjiang hasn't offended him?" The three princes frowned with a headache. He sent a letter to the tribes near the coast of Lushui to borrow food. People refused to hear it Now, crying one by one.

The previous king had been exploited once, and the three princes borrowed food from them again, and the tribal herders would starve to death.

"It's only ten days for the tribe to store grain. If we don't solve it again—"

The three princes are much more reliable than the previous generation kings. They are also students who have been taught by Wu Li, who have ambitions and brains.

Facing the distress of food shortages, he thought of many ways, but other tribes refused to buy it.

Those who were willing to buy food and borrow food, the lion opened his eyes secretly, and the three princes were dark and angry.

The three princes twisted the braid on their heads anxiously, and asked Wu Lipu to pull up, "What good can the teacher do?"

North Xinjiang is too passive now.

It is not possible to borrow food from other tribes, and sneak attack on Jiang Yanji to fight against the autumn wind-hehe, Wu Liba is a lesson learned.

There is no other way out.

Wu Li looked at the candlelight shaking on the table gloomily.

Beijiang's good hand was played like this, and it's impossible for him not to get angry.

But no matter what, Wu Lipu will not easily give up northern Xinjiang unless he dies!

The next day, things took a turn for the better.

The three princes looked darkly at the man in front of him, the former great prince.

The other party led 30,000 elite and 500,000 stone grains to the front line, clearly saying that it was support, in fact to seize power.

Wu Li looked at it coldly and sneered, "The old man really looked away, and the prince who was unthinkable would have such a city government. He tried to contaminate himself by all means, and even was abandoned by the king. He saved 30,000 elites and so much food. "

Is northern Xinjiang completely dead?

The princes not only did not resist the enemy unanimously, but returned to their respective fiefdoms, contacting their mother clan forces, and framing the walls of a brother.

Forced pull can not help but doubt.

Has Liu Yan already anticipated this situation?

She deliberately avoided war, just to consume the food in the northern Xinjiang camp, watching the northern Xinjiang princes fight internally?

At present, the enemy does not want to defend against external enemies, but wants to get in and out again, one by one, right?

Wu Liba didn't know he was about to die--

Everyone's head is really getting into the water!

"In recent days, the rain has gradually increased, and the water level of the Huangshui River has been flush with the river bank-it is estimated that it will soon be-"

Feng Zhen took off his wet jacket, and he really did not expect that there would be such a terrible rainstorm in this place in northern Xinjiang.

Jiang Yanji said, "Are the boat rafts ready?"

"Enough."

Two days have passed since this conversation, and at three o'clock in the middle of the night-

The people of the Maiinu tribe entered a deep dreamland, half asleep and half awake, the ground trembled, and the sound of waves roaring in their ears.

Many herdsmen awakened from their dreams and found that water had penetrated into their tents, and the water level reached their calves within a short time.

what happened?

The herdsmen persecuted for a moment, and later realized that the sluice water had flooded.

"Everyone wake up-the **** of water is angry-"

"Wake up-folks wake up-"

"Water **** is angry, big guy is about to escape--"

It was dark, and the rain screen blocked their sight.

At this time, the sky was constantly raining, the sound of distant waves was getting closer, and the trembling underfoot became more dense.

"what is that--"

Someone shouted in horror, and the shadow of the distant horizon was approaching them.

Wu Liba and the three princes discussed military affairs overnight. The rain surged outside, and when the water was poured back, they reacted.

Their first response was to order northern Xinjiang sergeants and tribal herders to withdraw from the banks of the Huangshui River and move towards the high mountains.

"The sky is about to perish in northern Xinjiang-"

The response from Wu Liba and others was fairly quick. They were also a privileged class and enjoyed escape priority.

In the hazy night, he could barely see the rushing river below, sweeping everything sweepingly.

Too many nomadic herdsmen and soldiers were washed away by the roaring water.

In the face of Jiang Yanji, Wu Liba can also persuade himself that this defeat will win next time.

In the face of the irresistible flood, he could not produce a trace of resistance.

How can people fight with heaven?

The three princes woke up Wuli from the magical maggots and said, "Teacher, don't get rid of the magical maggots-although it is a rainy season, there is no abnormality in the waters of the tribe. Elderly veterans of the tribe have not found any floods in the water Signs—there must be something tricky behind— ”

If it ’s a natural disaster, there ’s an early warning, but this time it came so suddenly.

More like--

It's more like someone intercepted the upstream water and took advantage of the opportunity of the flood water level to reach the bank of the river.

Seeing this, all the tribe along the Lishui coast have suffered!

But-can this be done by humans?

The icy coldness spread madly in the heart and could not be restrained.

Although Lishui is not the largest river in northern Xinjiang, the land around it is one of the best and fertile, and there are many small and large tribes along the coast. If all of these tribes were tortured, the number of deaths would be unthinkable!

The flood came abruptly and went abruptly.

By the middle of the night, the water had mostly subsided.

"Wait--what is that?"

The three princes, Wu Liba, and the gloomy big prince gathered together, and the two sides lightened their residual strength, so that they could drip water.

Just then, the whisper of a **** caught their attention.

They opened their eyes wide and could barely see the dense black spots floating on the river.

"Those things are coming to us--"

Everyone looked closely, and sure enough, they saw black spots moving towards them.

Is it a rescue?

Big prince: I thought I could pretend to play-the result was just playing the pot soy sauce QAQ

Originally I wanted to try four more, but later found out that this episode has worn me through the night, and my mindset collapsed. Apologize to the little angels

(End of this chapter)