Chapter 139: Arturu's Bewitching
Chapter 139: Arturu's Bewitching
"Then what are you waiting for?" Ning Yi urged, "Take them all back to the camp. They're in need of war horses."
His large and new army had no shortage of men or weapons and equipment, only of war horses.
There were 20,000 new troops, but less than a thousand war horses.
These war horses were purchased by the Intelligence Department at great expense.
After all, he was raising soldiers privately and secretly, not daring to let anyone find out.
Unlike the Second Prince and the Fourth Prince.
The Second Prince had the support of the Queen's family, the Dongfang family. Not only did he have a steady supply of weapons and equipment, but he also had a large number of war horses to replenish him.
And among the border troops, many retired cavalrymen were recruited to serve in them.
It is said that the Second Prince's private army has reached 60,000 men, 30,000 of whom have only been trained for a few months.
This is not all. The Beijing Camp has a very good relationship with the Second Prince. The Second Prince himself can mobilize an army of hundreds of thousands with just a single order.
This guy who likes to watch the show has become so powerful and powerful, almost silently, that even the old guy Wu Huang doesn't dare to force him too hard.
The Fourth Prince is also no pushover after his weapons workshop was destroyed last time.
With the help of the Prime Minister and the Ministry of Works, his strength was quickly restored and it was said that he could mobilize 100,000 troops.
They all have help and can openly gather all kinds of supplies.
On Ning Yi's side, apart from the hundreds of young servants who were training every day to serve as guards, there was nothing else.
Recently, he has been constantly cleaning up the two remote Beijing camps that have defected to the Second Prince.
As long as they invade slowly and replace officers silently, the Second Prince will be shocked.
Qin Haifeng smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, the horses and jewels have all been sent to the palace for His Majesty."
"What?" Ning Yi looked incredulous. It was too disgusting.
All the good stuff was given to the old guy?
He is the one who is getting married and he is the groom, so why is it not his turn to get the dowry?
But Ning Yi was helpless. He couldn't ask the old man for it. With the old man's personality, he would not give it to him.
Ning Yi shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and instructed: "Tell the Intelligence Department to buy more horses."
"A military camp can't just train cavalry without war horses."
This is Ning Yi's shortcoming, and he can only find a way to buy it from other places.
Qin Haifeng said, "Your Highness, the shopkeeper is also suffering. If you want to buy a horse, you can only go to the barbarians to buy it..."
"Who said that?" Ning Yi snorted coldly, "Let Han Dingtian figure it out."
"This guy has been at the border for so many years, and he's become so good at smuggling that it's no problem for him to find a few thousand horses."
"Also, help me keep an eye on the Dongfang family. If any of the Dongfang family's teams transporting fine horses from the north are taken away by me."
As long as it can weaken the strength of the fourth and second brothers, Ning Yi will naturally not let it go.
Qin Haifeng frowned: "Your Highness, if we do this, won't it expose us?"
"Don't be afraid." Ning Yi didn't care: "Those two bastards are already blatantly recruiting soldiers, there's nothing to worry about."
"Besides, we can continue pretending to be bandits."
This kind of thing is very suitable for new recruits to do. Not only can they gain benefits, but they can also train soldiers and reduce the enemy's strength.
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On the other side, the Fourth Prince and Aturu got together again.
When Atulu saw the Fourth Prince this time, he was quite angry: "Your Highness, Fourth Prince, do you think we barbarians are easy to bully?"
"They actually intercepted our delegation midway."
The Fourth Prince immediately explained: "Prime Minister, please don't blame me. This was definitely not done by me. It was done by the Sixth Prince."
Then the Fourth Prince asked the Sixth Prince how he had found a group of refugees as bandits, intercepted your delegation, forcibly took back the list of spies, and gave it to Emperor Wu.
As a result, Emperor Wu severely punished the Fourth Prince.
When talking about this matter, Aturu gritted his teeth. Not only were all the weapons and equipment confiscated, but also the war horses were confiscated, and there were heavy casualties.
They were sent away with a few mule carts, and more importantly, the list of spies was gone.
After he was sent back, he was severely punished by the barbarian king.
This time, Arturu asked for a list again.
The Fourth Prince snorted coldly, "Prime Minister, you promised me that you would help me marry the Ninth Princess. Not only did you fail, but you were also punished by old...father. Now you want the list? Impossible."
Aturu was also helpless, because Emperor Wu insisted on marrying the Ninth Princess to the Sixth Prince.
Besides, it’s all your fault that you, the Fourth Prince, are incompetent.
Atulu stroked his graying beard, his two old eyes shrewd as he said slowly, "Fourth Prince, do you want to ascend the throne?"
Isn’t this nonsense? The fourth prince rolled his eyes fiercely.
He dreamed of ascending the throne, and countless times in his dreams he wore a dragon robe and sat on the dragon throne, commanding the world.
Atulu laughed and said, "We, the barbarians, can help the Fourth Prince succeed."
"Huh?" The Fourth Prince's eyes were filled with disbelief: "You? Do you have any right to meddle in the affairs of the Great Wu Kingdom?"
Although he had a lot of business dealings with the barbarians in private, in terms of status, how could the prince of the Dawu Kingdom look down on the barbarians?
Atulu explained confidently: "Your Highness, please listen to me. When we came here, our barbarian king had already discussed it with me."
"It's not difficult to help the Fourth Prince ascend the throne."
"First, our barbarian tribe sent hundreds of thousands of troops to attack the border."
The Fourth Prince was stunned: "What does this have to do with me?"
Atulu smiled and said, "Secondly, the border is in danger. Your emperor will definitely send troops to rescue, right?"
"Then the Beijing Camp will send at least tens of thousands of troops, leaving the capital city empty-handed by then, hehehe..."
I won’t say anything more after that, the Fourth Prince will react immediately.
If the capital city is short of troops, can't he immediately raid the palace?
However, the Fourth Prince frowned and shook his head in worry: "No, the Second Prince has a lot of soldiers and horses."
"That's easy." Atulu said, "You can find a way to get the emperor to send the Second Prince to lead troops to reinforce the border. I believe the Second Prince will not miss such an opportunity to gain military merit."
Yes, the Fourth Prince thinks it is reliable.
But he was still unsure and stared at Atulu closely: "Even if this prince ascends the throne by then, it will be a theft. The princes and border troops across the country, as well as the second brother, will all rise up in rebellion, and the world will be in chaos."
Aturu felt amused. Of course, he hoped that there would be chaos in the Wu Kingdom. The more intense the fighting, the better.
"Don't worry, Fourth Prince. If you ascend the throne, you will immediately sign a contract with us barbarians. Our barbarian king only needs five cities to withdraw his troops, and we can also tie down hundreds of thousands of elite troops on the border."
"I believe that you have not only occupied the capital and ascended the throne, but also achieved a truce. You should have no problem stabilizing the various vassal kings, right?"
"As for the Second Prince, hasn't he become a lost dog?"
These plans made the Fourth Prince's blood boil, and Aturu's words were very persuasive.
This is quite attractive to the Fourth Prince, who is very attached to the throne.
If I can successfully ascend the throne, it doesn’t matter even if I am scolded in history books in the future.
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