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

The country was in a hurry and was in a hurry. Geritu immediately swears and took a big step down from the platform.

Many elite Theater followed closely and guarded them firmly.

"Oh...it seems that there are really important things in the Yuan Kingdom!"

The king of Xia looked at the disappearing back of the little prince and his group of people and said suddenly: "Why would you postpone the alliance for the time being, what?"

"This is natural!"

"Handsome and stern words!"

The other kings were also attracted by this great change, and they wanted to go back immediately, gather their confidants, and inquire about the news, all of which were in agreement.

‘What a pity… let this kid escape!’

No matter how unwilling Wu Wudao was, he could only stop and retreated behind Wu Qiankun.

"but……"

Wu Qiankun nodded: "My kings don't have to leave in a hurry. The sudden 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 even more secretly surprised.

What a major event happened in the Yuan Dynasty that caused the eighth prince to lose his composure.

...

That night, Fang Yuan and other senior management received detailed reports.

"The country collapses..."

When Xie Lingyun heard this news, he was the most calm: "Can this old Khan be ineffective? Therefore, even the Eighth Prince came to the alliance?"

"impossible!"

Immediately, she rejected this idea herself.

"If this is true, how could this happen? Seeing the Eighth Prince urgently dispatching the army back, he was obviously unaware of it! He looked caught off guard!"

"This is natural!"

Fang Yuan nodded: "Every prince of the Yuan Dynasty has subordinates and an army. Even if he is designated as the crown prince, it is very dangerous at this time, let alone outside..."

"At this time, all the elite troops of our countries are here, and if a thunder strikes, they will hit the enemy's head..."

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

"Impossible!"

This proposal was obviously full of temptation. Xie Lingyun's eyes lit up and she immediately dimmed and looked outside the military camp.

The military camps of various countries are not only far apart, but also look very cautious, which is obviously uneven.

"Even...even if the country is destroyed by a battle, the Yuan Kingdom will inevitably rise on the Yuanrong grassland... and when the wings are full, they will still go south."

Fang Yuan shook his head. This was a natural conflict between agricultural civilization and nomadic civilization and could not be avoided.

If farming wants to occupy the grassland, unless the industrial revolution, in ancient times, there would be no way out if it failed or was assimilated.

"I just don't know how Wu Qiankun reacts now?"
Chapter completed!