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Chapter 1190

The moon and stars are sparse.

Rakshasa Army Camp.

The four kings sat around the stove, eating and discussing the matter of going north.

As for bringing troops back to support the capital, no one is very interested.

If there is no threat from the north, I can go back to Beijing and fight, which is easy.

However, now the northern border is likely to take the opportunity to cause chaos, and of course the main purpose is to block the northern border's iron cavalry.

In fighting a civil war, the Wu Kings, who were the most powerful warriors of Dashang, really couldn't get interested.

Moreover, no one thought that the eldest prince and the 70,000 new soldiers could break through the Great Shang Capital City.

Unless the commoner king goes to help.

Obviously, judging from the current situation, the Commoner King does not seem to be interested.

Otherwise, the troops would not be allocated to them.

"King Commoner, I can't understand you now."

In front of the fire stove, King Guanshan finished the bowl of vegetable porridge and said casually, "I thought you would lead troops to help His Highness."

After all, everyone in the world believed that the Common King had completely surrendered to the eldest prince. If the eldest prince fell and the new emperor ascended the throne in the future, the Common King would definitely not end well.

Once the emperor and his ministers are on the wrong side, they will have to bear the consequences. Being a minister of the dragon is not that easy.

On the side, King Donglin also looked at the Commoner King in front, with a curious look on his face.

In fact, he didn't understand what the Commoner King was thinking.

Once the eldest prince loses power, the commoner king's future official career will not be very optimistic.

So far, King Wu who is on the wrong team has not had a good ending.

For example, King Xuanwu!

"Foreign enemies are ahead, so of course we must first deal with them unanimously."

Li Ziye smiled and responded, "Besides, I can't defeat three senior Martial Kings by myself, so I still feel uncomfortable with this."

"Some coincidence."

Opposite the fire stove, the King of Triumph served himself another bowl of vegetable porridge and said, "If I hadn't known that King Buyi had already taken refuge with the eldest prince, I would have thought that the person you were supporting was His Highness the Fourth Prince."

When the King of Guanshan and King Donglin heard the words of the King of Triumph, they were all stunned. For a moment, they did not react.

"What's the meaning?"

King Donglin came back to his senses and asked doubtfully.

"There is no one in the capital to lead the troops now."

The King of Triumph reminded, "Think about it, is it too much of a coincidence?"

"When you say that, it does make sense."

King Guanshan frowned and said, "However, our coming here is something that has been discussed long ago. Moreover, Donglin and I both took the initiative to come, and we have nothing to do with King Buyi."

"No coincidence can make a book."

The King of Triumph said calmly, "We left the city, His Royal Highnesses returned to the capital, and His Royal Highnesses were exposed on the way back with their troops, and they all rushed together. It really makes people wonder if there is someone high-level planning behind this."

"Expert?"

King Donglin had a strange look on his face when he heard this, and said, "If there is an expert, there is no doubt that he is with His Highness the Fourth Highness, and has nothing to do with the Commoner King."

Having said this, King Donglin paused, looked at King Buyi beside him, and said in disbelief, "King Buyi, you are not from His Highness the Fourth Prince, are you?"

Only in this way can all this seem to be explained.

In front of the fire stove, Li Ziye saw the eyes of the three people looking over, and casually responded while eating, "Three seniors, you are thinking too much. If I were the Fourth Highness, I would be anxious to go back and quell the chaos right now.

, not only can you show your loyalty, but you can also earn some military exploits by the way."

"What you said seems to make sense."

King Donglin picked up a spoon and filled a large bowl of vegetable porridge, and said, "Forget it, it's useless to think about these messy things. Let's continue to study how to deal with it in the eight tribes of Mobei. Bai

The distance between the imperial city and the capital is close or far. If the cavalry of the eight tribes in Mobei take the opportunity to cause chaos, it will still be a big trouble."

"I suggest you lead your troops towards the capital first."

Li Ziye suggested, "If the Eight Mobei tribes send troops, we will immediately go north to encircle and intercept them. If the Mobei Eight tribes do not send troops, we can concentrate our forces and relieve the danger of the capital in time."

"Good idea."

King Guanshan nodded and said, "That's right, no one is going back to the capital city?"

"I can't go back now."

Li Ziye shook his head and responded, "My position is rather embarrassing. Even if I go back, I won't be able to help. It will also make the courtiers even more nervous."

"Donglin, why don't you go back? You are good at defense. With you here, the capital will be safe." King Guanshan looked at his old enemy and suggested.

"Not going back."

King Donglin refused without hesitation, "I am not interested in my own people beating my own people. I am still more interested in the cavalry of the Eight Tribes of Mobei."

"Then the capital city can't just ignore it." King Guanshan said with a speechless expression.

"Isn't King Zhongwu here?"

King Donglin responded nonchalantly, "His uncle will definitely wipe his ass for the trap set up by the fourth prince, so I will not go back to join in the fun."

"That's right."

King Guanshan nodded and did not persuade him any further.

"If you don't want to go back, just think about when to send troops."

The triumphant king ate the vegetable porridge from the bowl and said, "We have no right to mobilize troops and horses at will."

"Wait a minute."

Li Ziye said casually, "What if His Highness brings the troops back to the city just to accept His Majesty's reward?"

"..."

The King of Guanshan and the King of Donglin couldn't help but roll their eyes when they heard this.

Even a fool would not believe it when he came to the city and went back to accept the reward.

Besides, when people return to the city to receive rewards, they usually only bring a few generals with them, and how can they bring tens of thousands of troops back with them?

However, what King Triumph and King Commoner said was right.

They can't send troops yet. The crime of deploying troops without any reason is not a small crime, and they can't afford it.

We can only wait any longer.

"This porridge is good. Eat more, or you won't be able to eat it in two days."

The King of Triumph glanced at the three of them and said.

"Yes, let's eat first."

King Guanshan responded, hugged his big bowl, and continued eating.

The eldest prince raises his troops?

What a big deal.

If it were another leader, such as the Commoner King, he would be a little more nervous, but the eldest prince's mallet really made him uninterested.

"By the way, will you two continue to compete tomorrow?"

King Donglin looked at the little vegetable porridge left in the big pot, quickly added a spoonful to himself, and asked casually.

"Let's talk about it later."

Li Ziye responded, "Over in the capital, there will be news almost tomorrow, so there is no time to argue."

"How about another way."

The King of Triumph suggested, "Nine times out of ten, the eight tribes in Mobei will send troops. Let's compete to see who can stop the cavalry sent by them first."

In the sky, the bright moon moves westward.

At dawn.
Chapter completed!
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