The Longcheng riots and the death of Yale Buhua is just the beginning.

Even compared with the stormy waves behind it, it is nothing.

In just one day, Fang Yuan successively "visited" the powerful princes of the eldest prince Batu, the second prince Aguda, and the eighth prince Geritu, and summoned them to participate in the alliance in the name of acting as the leader of the alliance.

Originally, with the nature of the Hu people, of course they would not care about this, but after cooperating with Fang Yuan, the force that was enough to suppress all the force, even the fierce lion could only become more obedient than the little cat.

Even the most rebellious Eight Prince Geritu, after Zhuolige, the number one warrior in Yuan Kingdom, had to follow the situation and participate in the alliance hosted by the Xia Kingdom after the defeat of the third move by the first warrior Zhuoligetu in the hands of Fang Yuan.

Outside the Dragon City.

A team of Hu cavalry surged out, surrounded by a man, which was Batu, and there were several warriors and shamans around him.

"Even if the alliance is to be held, why not be held in Longcheng?"

He vomited out a white breath, looking very dissatisfied, and there was a faint fear in his eyes.

Of course, Batu was not afraid of Fang Yuan. In fact, as the other party said, it would be useless to want to kill him even if he was hiding at the bottom of the palace!

What he was really afraid of was his younger brothers.

"Please rest assured that the alliance is located in the military camp of the southerners, and we will ensure our safety in the name of the world's number one warrior!"

Next to him, a shaman with a bone ring on his nose comforted him: "With that lord here, I believe Aguda and Geritu are not willing to risk their assassination! And... If the alliance is located in Dragon City, I'm afraid your brothers will not agree!"

Batu smiled bitterly and thought to himself that if Geritu and Aguda and others were really willing to enter Longcheng obediently, it would be hard to say whether he would give up this opportunity to catch up with it once and for all.

"These southerners are not good at fighting, and they are still quite unique in construction. If they go south another day, they will still have to plunder a group of craftsmen to use for my own use!"

Seeing the towering and towering rooftop built in front of the Nanren military camp, Batu couldn't help but think silently in his heart.

"Law!"

At this time, not far away, two more smoke and dust rose into the sky and quickly moved closer.

"It's the banner of Aguda and Geritu!"

Batu glanced at it and his face suddenly became gloomy.

As the two gangs approached, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Fortunately, the Nanren Military Camp also discovered this. The camp gate opened wide, and thousands of cavalry rushed out under the leadership of several Wuzongs, including Zhang Xia, Li Xinghu, Liu Shanchuang, etc., to maintain order.

"snort!"

Geritu turned over and dismounted, behind him was Zhuoli Getu. The No. 1 warrior in Yuan Dynasty looked a little pale and coughed a few times. Obviously, he was in a very good condition. At this time, he followed Geritu.

"Batu! You, an accomplice of the devil, have committed the crime of killing your father, and you dare to appear here?"

Geritu's eyes narrowed slightly, with cold light, and whispered: "Zhuoligetu..."

"Your Highness Eighth Prince, I understand what you mean..."

Zhuoligetu coughed, "At the current distance, I can do not care about life and death. I can indeed kill Batu, but the Southern people will definitely not let us go. In the end, it will only give you a discount to your brother Prince Aguda!"

"I know, so I have to endure it for the time being!"

The face of Geri was as deep as water. He stepped onto the platform and his face changed again.

I saw the monarchs of the countries sitting in sequence, which was naturally expected, but there were two unexpected people who were actually here too!

"It's the third prince and the fourth prince!"

Zhuoligetu said: "It seems that the news is true. They brought two ten thousand households to surrender the southern people!"

"This is a shame! I will surely remember that the gods are watching me!"

Geritu clenched his fists.

The three princes were at the table and looked at each other with bad eyes.

"I miss my Manghui, Yuanwu has always been the mainstay!"

After the people arrived, the Lord of Xia State spoke according to the prepared speech: "... It is a great regret for the death of King Khan, but the Yuan State cannot be without a master for a day..."

"Hmph! Could it be that the leader of the alliance wants to interfere in the affairs of my prairie Khan?"

Geritu was young at the end and could not bear it first and came to stand up.

"Everyone is a generation of heroes, how dare I choose at will? It's just that the Yuan Kingdom is in turmoil, and it's not a good deed! As for whether this alliance has this strength?"

Xie Lingyun stood up and smiled proudly: "Although there are only 30,000 troops here, we have already sent a message that hundreds of thousands of troops gathered on the border of the grassland!"

When Batu and Aguda heard this, they were filled with sorrow.

The southerners gathered heavily, and Caogu would not be easy to fight in the future.

But Fang Yuan knew that all this was just Xie Lingyun's bluffing. Even though he was holding the lives of the kings of various countries, it would be great to be able to bring in a hundred thousand troops at the critical moment.

Even so, this is an extremely terrible number.

At this moment, several Hu princes' expressions changed: "What do you mean?"

"I have already said before that I want the grassland to be calm and discuss a plan that everyone can accept!"

Fang Yuan made the final decision.

Although he was just wearing the crown of the monarch at this time, he undoubtedly had the highest status and the most powerful voice.

Batu and Aguda hesitated for a while, and finally Geritu stood up: "What do you want? Tell me out happily!"

"good!"

The king of Xia clapped his hands: "All the princes are all heroes, and this alliance dare not choose them directly on behalf of God. It would be better to be the Khan King and each lead one country, how about it?"

"What?"

This proposal was like a thunderclap, exploding in the field.

‘What a courage! This is to split my Khanate!’

Ge Ritu was shocked and angry, and a sentence reached his throat, but he couldn't speak.

Because he saw Batu, Aguda, and even the third and fourth princes, his eyes were shining, and he looked quite interested, and his heart suddenly sank.

He was previously regarded as the crown prince, and he looked at the problem from the direction of the future Yuan king, of course he felt it was inappropriate.

But the princes were happy.

Indeed, instead of fighting for a slim future, of course, it is more tempting to eat the fat meat in your mouth first.

Especially for the prince with smaller hope, the greater the temptation.

"good!"

Fang Yuan's voice sounded: "How vast is the Yuanrong grassland? Not to mention eight, even eighty Khanate countries are all more than enough. All the princes are so handsome and heroic, and they can all be the Khan King and the founding ancestor!"

When the matter came to an end, his plan began to unfold.

No matter which Hu prince ascended the throne of Khan, he would definitely look south after unification!

Even if we try our best to destroy the Yuan Kingdom, we will have decades of peace and a new country will be launched in the future.

Therefore, the only way to make the Hu people strife and consume themselves is to see the best way in his opinion.

"There are too many grassland tribes, and they can't be killed. My south also needs these mature Hu as a barrier, so I can only try to enfeoff first!"

He said silently in his heart.

Dismembering the huge Yuan Kingdom and letting the princes kill each other, but maintaining the bottom line, and helping the weak. In short, they are meant to make them internally fugitives. The vassal states become smaller and smaller, and they cannot have the power of integration.

This is a meticulous job, and it is necessary to join forces near the grassland to operate carefully behind the scenes, but Fang Yuan wanted to give it a try.

Anyway, even if it fails, it will be fine for him, so what else can I be afraid of?

"How to divide territory, tribe, and people?"

Geritu suddenly asked.

"This simple, adult princes each have 10,000 households, with headquarters and mother tribe first. As for the pasture, we have already divided it. You can draw lots by yourself!"

Fang Yuan ordered people to carry them onto the map.

On it is the territory of the Yuan Kingdom. Although it is only a part of the grassland close to the south, it is also extremely vast and the aquatic plants are plump.

But at this time, it was randomly divided into eight pieces, each with its mark.

Batu, Aguda, and Geritu looked at each other in surprise.

Judging from the fact that these southerners were determined to let them separate.

But no one dared to be the first to speak up, bear this infamy, and... how could he be willing to not compete for the position of the Yuan Kingdom?

"Thank you for your advice, and we are willing to make an oath!"

But the third prince and the fourth prince, the two children who had been cleaned up and obsessed, immediately jumped out.

Originally, there was little chance that they would succeed in fighting for the Khan position. At this time, they were killed again and were defeated by a fierce opponent. Their strength was greatly damaged, and it was naturally a surprise that they could win a consolation prize.

‘Damn…the thief of the Hu people!’

Geritu looked at this scene and couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly, pinching her nails into the flesh.

"We... are willing to accept this proposal!"
To be continued...