"Haluncha, do you think Liu Xi is up to something again? Why hasn't there been any movement for half a month? "
The Acting King had dark circles under his eyes, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with a shocking madness and anger.
For some reason, the Acting King felt flustered during this period. He had nightmares at night, always dreaming of Liu Xi's army attacking the Maynu tribe. He would wake up at the slightest sign of trouble outside, then he could not sleep for the whole night. After a few days, his mental state was extremely poor.
Haluncha pursed his lips and looked at the Acting King worriedly.
Haluncha thought he was scared out of his wits by the previous battle, so he could only try to appease the Acting King and send him beauties for him to enjoy.
It worked well and successfully diverted the Acting King's attention. Haluncha's ears were also at peace.
Unbeknownst to him, a disaster was quietly brewing.
Jiang Pengji rested for a while and chose a higher place to set up camp, which scared the Acting King who had been paying attention to her.
After that day, the Acting King's nightmares became more and more serious.
Because of his irritable and uncontrollable mood, he often vented his anger on the concubines who served him, killing people at every turn.
Not only that, but the Acting King also used his status to bully the Third Prince. Every few days, he would summon the Third Prince to humiliate him and vent his anger.
"The Acting King is dying …" Wu Liba looked at him coldly. "When he has a complete stroke, you will be able to avenge yourself."
The Third Prince's gloomy expression returned to calmness.
As Wu Liba said, he had to deal with it calmly.
A gentleman's revenge was a dish best served cold.
As long as the Acting King had a stroke, the Northern Borderline would be without a leader. For the sake of the army's stability, he would definitely be elected as the new Acting King.
At that time, he had ways to make the Ninth Prince die without a burial place.
However …
"Teacher, there has been no movement in Liu Xi's camp. I always feel a little uneasy." The Third Prince tested Wu Liba, hoping to get some information from him. "Logically speaking, Liu Xi won a great victory before. He should be taking advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy …"
Wu Liba sighed and frowned. He said, "This is what I am worried about. I don't know what Liu Xi is up to. Thief Liu is too cunning. She only lets us see what she wants us to see. A while ago, the traitor Liu dispatched tens of thousands of troops to send the captives back to Chongzhou in batches. At first, I thought this was a ploy, but after careful investigation, it was actually true. "
At first, Wu Liba thought that the other party was using the excuse of transporting the captives to secretly deploy troops to attack other tribes.
In the end, he was told that he was thinking too much. The other party did not mean that at all.
No matter what, Jiang Pengji did not continue to command her troops to attack. This also gave Wu Liba some breathing space to plan.
The Acting King now relied on the Maynu tribe for food and clothing.
The Maynu tribe was the home of the Third Prince. It was easy to secretly tamper with the food of the other party.
A few days later, the Acting King slept with a group of beauties. Just as he was enjoying himself, he felt a heart-wrenching throbbing in his chest.
"S-acting king?"
The beauty beneath her saw that the Acting King did not move for a long time and finally could not help but open her eyes. She saw the man's ashen face, bulging eyes, veins popping out of his forehead and a deathly stillness on his face. If not for the rising and falling of his chest, everyone would have suspected that he was dead.
"Ah —!!!"
The high-pitched and sharp cry attracted the attention of the guards outside the tent.
A group of people rushed in, and the scene was chaotic again.
Haluncha knew that it was unlikely that the Ninth Prince would gain the upper hand immediately given his age, but Wu Liba and the Third Prince's men controlled the situation.
He guessed something and his expression changed several times. In the end, he chose to rely on the new lord and help Wu Liba push the Third Prince to the throne of the Acting King.
As for the former Acting King who was afflicted with fever on horseback?
After this incident, who would care if he was dead or alive?
The Third Prince had just ascended to the throne and made bold and decisive improvements. With Wu Liba's assistance, he stabilized the camp of the North borderline.
He gathered the remaining soldiers, recruited new ones, and restored morale.
In order to test the actual situation of Jiang Pengji's camp, he challenged them to a battle every few days, trying to restore the declining morale through a few small-scale victories.
"This is already the tenth day … Out of the ten challenges, only two came out. The rest of the time, there was a no-fight sign. What does Liu Xi mean by this?" The Third Prince became the new Acting King, but he had to clean up the mess left by the previous Acting King before he could enjoy the taste of power.
The most important problem in front of him was Jiang Pengji, who was watching him covetously from the side.
The Third Prince only had room to breathe after dealing with the external threat.
Wu Liba said, "No matter what tricks Liu Xi has up his sleeves, the Acting King must not let his guard down."
The few confrontations they had had told him that Jiang Pengji was far more treacherous and cunning than he had imagined. She was even a little like a hooligan.
When dealing with such a person who did not play by the rules, one must not think according to conventional thinking.
"I will remember."
A month passed.
The temperature in the North borderline slowly warmed up. Recently, it had been cloudy and rainy. The air was filled with a hot and humid atmosphere.
The pasture grew wildly under the nourishment of the rain, covering the earth with a layer of lush green carpet. As far as the eye could see, it was a stretch of green.
Because the rain was gradually increasing, the flow of the Yi River had also become turbulent. The river level had risen by a lot.
Although the water level had risen, the herdsmen of the tribes along the coast were not worried. They were even looking forward to this year's abundant pasture.
The Yi River was a river that rarely had floods in the North borderline. Ice floods were even rarer. The rise of the river level this year was also within expectations.
On the other side, Jiang Pengji's camp was secretly rushing to make bamboo rafts and boats.
Tens of thousands of captives were sent to Chongzhou, Wanzhou, Hu County, and other places as manpower.
"These people are not enough …" Jiang Pengji murmured. She was holed up in the tent, not knowing what to do.
"What's not enough?"
Qiguan Rang entered the main tent and saw that his lord was dressed in black and white. Her back was facing him, and her back was like a lump of iron-eating beast.
Jiang Pengji said, "Two or three years ago, Zixiao suggested to me to build a reservoir near Shangjing to solve the drinking water and irrigation problems of the people in the nearby counties. If the construction is successful, at least 400,000 people will benefit. However, building the reservoir requires a lot of manpower. The Jingzhou government hasn't finished building it for two or three years. If the larger reservoir is included, I'm afraid it will take years to build. "
Qiguan Rang looked at his lord and asked with his eyes, "So?"
"So, aren't we counting on the North borderline to send some people? If not for this, those captives, at least … "
Jiang Pengji gestured with her hand on her neck. She had to be responsible for the captives' food and drink. They were all food. There was a war now. Keeping these captives would only be a waste of food. If it wasn't for the lack of manpower, she would have wanted to get rid of some of the "unqualified" captives.
Qiguan Rang glanced at his lord. There was some suspicion in his eyes.
"Wenzheng, why are you looking at me like that?"
He had the demeanor of the leader of the FFF group — burning heterosexuals to death!
"I'm asking you to take it easy," Qiguan Rang said. "Don't let Zixiao step in for this matter. Just push the blame onto Shao Guang."
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