The north of the Sei-City, Longcheng.

It has been more than ten days since Moche Shanyu's death. The trauma left behind by the floods of Wuding River and Bai Li's attacks to divert his sight have been almost healed.

Of course, it is not difficult to heal these material traumas. But it is not so easy on the spiritual level.

After all, people cannot be resurrected when they die. If some are lost, it means they are lost forever.

Therefore, although from the surface, Longcheng has regained its superficial prosperity. If you look closely, you will find the sadness contained in it.

Of course, this is only for the people below. For the people in the upper class of the Huns, no matter how much death an ordinary person dies, it will not prevent them from continuing to live in drunkenness and dreaming of death.

For example, Prince Wuji gathered together to celebrate because of Mo Cheshanyu's death.

Now, there is another banquet today, held in the palace of Prince Wuji. All participants were the confidants of Prince Wuji, accompanied by foreign singing and dancing and fine wine from the south, each of them was immersed in this joyful atmosphere.

But as the saying goes, blessings are unparalleled, misfortunes never come in one single way.

Just as everyone hugged each other, following the tunes and beats of the musician and dancer, enjoying the moment, he quickly stepped into the hall, and in a few breaths he came to the prince Wuji who was sitting in the first place, reporting with his ears.

Prince Wuji's pupils instantly shrank, and Huanyan froze on her face.

The performance of Prince Wuji was also seen by others, and they pushed the maids around them away, sitting and reeling.

"Your Highness, what happened?" Yixin's confidant saw that Prince Wuji looked ugly and said no. He couldn't help but speak first and asked.

"Well," all the people attending the banquet today were their confidants, so there was no need for Prince Wuji to hide it. Seeing his subordinates asking, he responded and said expressionlessly: "The news I just received, Zhigudu, Yuyangu, Lan Xigu, and others, along with the team they led, have been all in trouble. Just on their way back to the tribe."

What? Dead!

The confidant of his subordinate couldn't help but change his expression when he heard this. The one who spoke before asked directly: "Your Highness, when did this happen? How did they die and who did it?"

No wonder my confidants are like this.

Who told the people mentioned by Prince Wuji are all the hard-core supporters of Prince Wuji. They also hold heavy troops, and their power cannot be regarded as important hard-core supporters even in the entire Hun Kingdom.

For example, the Zhigudu mentioned earlier, there are 80,000 string-controlling men in the tribe!

And the number of Haryan Gu belongs to is more than 100,000.

It is precisely because of these people that Prince Wuji could control the situation so easily after Mo Cheshanyu's death.

Now, these hard-core supporters were killed and died on the way back. Before the time when the prince of Wuji ascended the position of the Xiongnu Shanyu, no wonder the faces of the confidants changed again and again.

In fact, it was not only the one who changed color tonight that was the confidant of Prince Wuji. Wang Xuance of the Great Administration Office also had his eyes fixed and his face turned dark after receiving relevant reports from Prince Wuji.

At the same time, some plans that were drawn up not long ago will face the fate of overhaul again.

There is no way, as mentioned earlier, as the confidence of Prince Wuji to speak and act, it accounts for a considerable proportion. The life and death of these hardcore people will directly concern the fact that Prince Wuji will become the right to speak in the Xiongnu Chanyu.

And now that these people are dead, it means that the voice of Prince Wuji is weakened.

This is naturally quite unfavorable for the entire Huns to have a complete control of the Prince of Wuji.

It’s no wonder that Wang Xuance, who has the same position as Prince Wuji, looks so ugly.

Of course, compared with the confidant of Prince Wuji who was confused in his heart, although the information in Wang Xuance's hands was also unknown, Wang Xuance had already guessed the details.

Wang Xuance knew who had taken the action and what the purpose was.

It was nothing more than seeing that Prince Wuji could not find any gaps, so he wanted to increase the difficulty for Prince Wuji to control the Huns, so as to achieve the goal of making the Huns have no time to take care of others and unable to go south to compete for power.

In fact, this kind of similar method is commonly used by their major companies. This time it was used by others on himself.

"Okay, a good Zhenbei Hou Mansion. I admit that I was negligent in this game. But in the next game, Wang will ask you and others to meet you well, Wang's dragon-slaying skills!"

Not to mention how to clean up the mess left by Bai Li, Wang Xuance and Prince Wuji, etc.

On the other hand, after ordering his subordinate Tian Ershi to assassinate the established target, that is, the hard-core supporter of Prince Wuji, after several days of Anma Laoton, Bai Li and his group, they finally returned to Youzhou.

Then, Bai Li had just stepped into the west Hou Mansion of Zhen. Before he could even take a sip of water, he was invited by the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion. Well, to be precise, here should be taken to the Bai Family Ancestral Hall.

Obviously, this time, the failure to sue made Mrs. Bai very angry.

It seems that I can’t leave the ancestral hall at this moment.

Not to mention Bai Li who was left in the ancestral hall, Tong Xiongfu returned to Yuyang and was summoned by Zhenbei Hou as soon as possible.

After a brief greeting, after a while, Zhenbei Hou got to the point. The two sides talked in the study for about half an hour, and then Tong Xiongfu received the order and retreated.

That's right, it's just taking the order.

Everything is ready. Now Zhenbei Hou has agreed with the other two princes of the town to raise the flag.

Just three days later.

At that time, the three princes in the town will send troops together and take the title of "clearing the king's side and calming the national crisis" and take the initiative.

Zhenbeihou on the front battlefield was not worried. After all, the princes of the three towns started with their own ranks and had never stopped fighting with foreign countries for generations.

What needs to be defended now is the secret battle on another battlefield.

The previous opponents of Dazhou and Zhenbeihou were different from the Huns, and they were very strong in this regard.

Youzhou must be able to deal with it with it with twelve points. Tong Xiongfu, the Dinghai Sword Needle, must naturally appear where he should appear.

"By the way, where is Li'er now?" As soon as Tong Xiongfu left, Zhenbei Hou turned his attention to Bai Li, so he asked his subordinates.

"Go back to the Marquis, the second young master should still be in the ancestral hall now," the subordinate said hurriedly.
Chapter completed!