Chapter 183 Upheaval (2900 Plus)

"kill!"

Under the stage, nearly ten thousand military soldiers shouted in unison, and the momentum went straight to the sky, clarifying the world.

Immediately, there were five thousand cavalrymen from the Yuan Kingdom performing riding and archery skills, each of them was strong and sturdy. Change.

"I am the King of Khan!"

The eighth prince, Geritu, said as if no one was around: "This time, the leader of the alliance must be our country! Otherwise..."

Although he didn't say it clearly, the countries already knew it well.

The autumn wind is blowing, it is time for hunting in the south!

"hehe!"

Hearing this, Wu Wudao did not move, but Wu Wudao sneered: "If the Eighth Prince can swear an oath that after blood is sworn as an alliance, he will not invade the southern land, so why not we recognize you as the leader of the alliance?"

Naturally, this condition cannot be granted.

The promise was just to show weakness to the enemy, but it made Yuan Guo see the reality, and would only spare no effort to go south.

In fact, the barbarian wolf ambitions, no matter what they get at the alliance meeting, they will inevitably have a lot of desire and continue to plunder southward. This is the consensus of many countries.

At present, the only way to suppress his arrogance is to rely on the alliance to suppress his arrogance, so that he can know his proportions a little bit.

"The military parade is over, let's start the martial arts!"

Naturally, Hachioji would not swear so stupidly, and immediately snorted coldly, and changed the topic to other aspects.

If the military parade is the embodiment of low-level strength, then the performance of martial arts is the display of high-end combat power.

In particular, if there are disputes among the countries, they can also be resolved in this way.

But at this time, the biggest contradiction is still the threat of Yuan Kingdom iron cavalry!

Therefore, when you look at me and I look at you, all the monarchs fell into silence.

Under the silence, it was the Lord Xia who stood up.

This person is not young, his face is pale, but his words are quite forceful: "The lonely king has poor virtue. Since the self-government country, natural disasters have continued. He should take a vacant position to wait for a virtuous king. Now there is Fang Yuan, the lord of Youshan Mansion. He is of noble character and owns Youshan. Mansion, the lonely king is willing to grant land and build a country..."

"Wait!"

The Lord of Wu Kingdom interrupted with a loud voice.

"Could it be that Lord Xia meant to let Palace Master Fang crack the earth and seal the king? Where is the fief?"

"Naturally, it's Youshan Mansion!"

Xie Lingyun insisted on going back.

"hehe……"

Wu Qiankun shook his head: "Could it be that the lonely king's old eyes are dizzy. On the basis of the credential a few days ago, your country has already ceded all the land of Youshan Mansion to your country. If you want to split the soil and become the king, you have to cut other land."

After saying this, not only the corners of Xie Lingyun's eyes twitched, but even Lan Xiaosheng was worried.

"That's right!"

A clear voice sounded, and there were many inconceivable gazes around, it was Fang Yuan!

"This Youshan Mansion originally belonged to the State of Xia! Later it was ceded to the State of Wu!"

Fang Yuan talked eloquently, as if he had a plan in mind: "I will snatch it from the Wu Kingdom again. The soldiers will win the land after hundreds of battles. They will not commit any crimes with the Wu Kingdom for a hundred years. There is a contract as a basis. Since ancient times, there is nothing better than this!"

The so-called "righteousness of winning the country" is actually one point, mastering absolute power!

Speaking of this, several people in Wu Guo are jumping.

Especially the Feilong family and Wu Wudao, the previous big defeat can be described as a lifetime of shame.

'This man is insane, and he doesn't know that he has become a thorn in our side and a thorn in our flesh. This meeting is his death! '

Wu Wudao was planning in his mind, and looked at the Eighth Prince again.

The eighth prince also looked over, and if he felt something, he said directly: "You southerners are such mothers-in-law. Naturally, whoever occupies the land is whoever owns it. If you want to argue at this alliance, then you can directly use martial arts." Certainly!"

‘To put it bluntly, isn’t it just the arena of life and death? '

After hearing this, Fang Yuan secretly rolled his eyes.

At this time, he is the only one who represents Youshan Mansion, so naturally he must end.

At that time, various methods will naturally be used one after another.

Even if the Yuan Kingdom was raging, it was only a one-time grazing of horses in Nanshan, and they would eventually return to the grasslands, and even the lower classes were the ones who lost their families.

But if there is a soul-connected spirit, I am afraid that all the princes will be ridden on their heads!

The powerful relationship among them is naturally clear to those who understand.

If Fang Yuan hadn't broken through the realm of Tongmai, he really wouldn't have dared to come to this dragon's lake and tiger's lair so ostentatiously.

"good!"

Wu Qiankun agreed first.

Most of the reasons for his previous defeats were on Fang Yuan, so it was naturally not pleasing to the eye.

Even if a century-old agreement has been made and the Youshan Mansion will not be invaded, it doesn't mean that Fang Yuan cannot be attacked.

"Master?"

Xie Lingyun's face was a little pale, and she approached secretly: "There are many talented people in Wuguo, and things cannot be violated, why don't you just wait for the next time!"

"No need!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand.

He waited and waited, didn't he just want to take this opportunity to frighten all directions?

A person who has the potential to be promoted to Tongyuan Realm is a genius, and he must be targeted for strangling, but a person who has already been promoted is an overlord, who can only kneel down and sing conquest.

"You, who is going to die?"

Fang Yuan came off the stage gracefully, looking around with tiger eyes, with an air of invincibility.

Flying Dragon General, Wu Wudao and the others met his gaze, and felt a chill in their hearts, as if they had done something terribly wrong.

The prestige of one person can make the three armies bow their heads!

After Geritu, Zhuo Ligetu, the number one warrior in the Yuan Kingdom, had his wolf eyes wide open, and he licked his lips, feeling a little excited.

"Since it's a matter of Youshan, it's natural that we have people from Wu Kingdom!"

Wu Qiankun just wanted to order the flying dragon general to go out, but seeing the shocked expression on this person's face, he was not happy: "I will trouble the national teacher!"

"Very good!"

Wu Wudao flicked his cloud sleeves and floated onto the stage.

There was also a deadly enmity between him and Fang Yuan, a disciple of Yuan Gathering Realm was beheaded alive.

If it weren't for the injuries on his body at that time, he might have fought desperately with Fang Yuan long ago.

"Old man Wu Wudao!"

Wu Wudao took a step forward, with an imposing manner like a majestic mountain: "Palace Master Youshan, you killed my beloved disciple and occupied our land, so we must end it today!"

"That's what I mean too!"

Fang Yuan smiled indifferently, but he was thinking in his heart that at this moment, he was using all his strength, and in terms of martial arts, a few punches could kill this old man.

'Punch? Too shocking, right? '

"Then two punches, it's still scary, three punches are good..."

‘Forget it, why think so much, it’s better to kill him with one punch! '

If Wu Wudao heard his mental activities, he might spit out another mouthful of old blood.

"Woooo!!!"

However, just as Geritu looked excited and was about to watch the battle, a desolate horn sounded in the distance, getting closer and closer, with beacon smoke.

"What? It turned out to be the Canglang?"

Geritu and his confidantes suddenly changed their expressions, stood up in shock, and couldn't even attend to the original ceremony: "What drastic changes have occurred in the country?"

"This is... the Canglang?"

The princes also reacted immediately, with different thoughts and secretive eyes, nailed to Geritu.

Geritu's body trembled, and he suddenly felt like he was in a pack of wolves.

"Let's go! Zhuo Ligetu, you go to meet the messenger, and I will call my subordinates!"

The state-owned system in the Yuan Dynasty, and the launch of the Canglang, represented a drastic change in the country!

Seeing this scene, even the Eighth Prince didn't have the slightest intention of sitting on the Diaoyutai, stood up hastily, and was about to leave.

"Wait! The gift is not over yet..."

Wu Qiankun spent his free time, and secretly ordered General Feilong to go down to reorganize the army, but his face was half a smile: "Since the eighth prince came here on behalf of his father, how can he leave early?"

"I'm a barbarian! Why bother with the rules of southerners like you?"

The country is in a hurry, and Geritu immediately utters a swear word, and strides directly off the high platform.

Many elite eagle shooters followed closely behind, guarding them firmly.

"Hey...it seems that there is really something important to do in Yuan Kingdom!"

The Lord Xia looked at the back of the little prince who disappeared, and suddenly said: "Why don't you postpone the meeting for a while?"

"Naturally!"

"An old man's words!"

The minds of the other kings were also attracted by this great change, and they wished to go back immediately, summoned their confidants, inquired about the news, and they all agreed.

‘It’s a pity... let this kid escape! '

No matter how unwilling Wu Wudao was, he could only stop at this moment, retreating behind Wu Qiankun.

"but……"

Wu Qiankun nodded: "You don't need to leave in a hurry, the drastic changes in the grassland are also a great thing for us!"

'pity……'

Little did he know that Fang Yuan also had the same thoughts as Wu Wudao in his heart, and at the same time, he was secretly surprised.

What kind of cataclysmic event happened in the Yuan Kingdom to make the eighth prince lose his composure.

...

That night, Fang Yuan and other high-level officials received a detailed report.

"The collapse of the country..."

Upon hearing the news, Xie Lingyun was the calmest: "Could it be that the old Khan's health has long since passed away? So even the eighth prince was invited to come for the meeting?"

"impossible!"

Immediately, she herself rejected this idea.

"If that's the case, why would there be such a fuss? Seeing that the Eighth Prince hurriedly dispatched the army back, he obviously didn't know about it! He looked caught off guard!"

"Naturally!"

Fang Yuan nodded: "Every prince in the Yuan Kingdom has subordinates and troops, even if he is designated as the heir, it is very dangerous at this time, let alone outside..."

"At this time, the elites of our countries are all there. If a thunder strike hits the enemy's head..."

Lan Xiaosheng held the folding fan in both hands, and even his breathing became a little rough.

"Impossible!"

This proposal was obviously full of temptation, Xie Lingyun's eyes lit up, then dimmed immediately, and looked outside the barracks.

The military camps of various countries are not only far apart, but also look heavily guarded, which clearly shows that people are not in harmony.

"Even... Even if the Yuan Kingdom is destroyed in a single battle, in the end, there must be other tribes rising on the Yuanrong Prairie... When the wings are full, they will still go south."

Fang Yuan shook his head. This is a natural conflict between farming civilization and nomadic civilization, and it cannot be avoided.

If farming wants to occupy the grassland, unless there is an industrial revolution, in ancient times, either failure or assimilation, there is no way out.

"I just don't know Wu Qiankun, how is he reacting now?"

Xie Lingyun turned her eyes and looked in the direction of the Wu Kingdom Camp.