We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

When his companions heard Wujito's words, they found it funny and at the same time felt inexplicably happy.

When they were conducting military exercises at other people's doorsteps, they bullied them at home and squatted on their heads and shit.

As a result, the other party had no choice but to swallow his anger and thank him.

Recalling the previous behavior of the barbarians bullying the people of Daqing outside the Great Wall, and then thinking about Wujituo's servile and flattering appearance just now.

He just felt like drinking a glass of ice water in the middle of summer, and every pore in his body exuded pleasure.

It is such a pleasure to serve as a soldier under His Highness. I wouldn't trade it for an emperor!

Dunzi and his entourage returned to the army and immediately reported to the captain, "We have warned the Mohe leader, and he has complied."

The captain smiled slightly and said, "Well done, return to the team."

"Yes." Dunzi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qi, why do you think His Highness asked us to do this?"

"If Your Highness wants to attack them, why not just send troops to attack them? Why bother with all this trouble?"

The captain was also a veteran from the criminal camp. He was very fond of Dunzi and wanted to give him some advice.

"So, I'm just a captain. We need to be more open-minded." The captain had the same smirk as Li Che on his face. "If we attack them, firstly, we won't have the right to attack them, and secondly, we might even risk the lives of our brothers."

"But this military exercise has blocked their access to water, grazing their horses, hunting, and fishing. It won't take seven days. Just wait and see."

"This is the way to conquer the enemy without fighting. Go learn it, kid!"

Dunzi suddenly understood, and felt as if his mind was suddenly enlightened.

"Hiss, I see. Your Highness is truly evil."

"What are you talking about, boy? How can you say His Highness's deeds are bad?!" The captain scolded with a smile, "Go, go, tell the brothers to shout louder. Make sure the sound reaches the Mohe camp."

"Yes."

For the next two days, both sides were safe and sound.

The Ninggu Army is still conducting military exercises, practicing formations and training military formations in an orderly manner.

Wujituo received Dunzi's promise and knew that the Ninggu army was not going to attack them, so he temporarily put his mind at ease.

However, when the military exercise entered its third day, Wujito felt something was wrong.

It’s a military exercise, but the people of Daqing have even blocked all the roads, so you can’t even get water from the river.

Although his tribe is not large, it has more than a thousand people including the elderly, the weak, women and children.

These thousand people need water for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

Moreover, the Mohe were a fishing and hunting people, and spring was the time to stockpile food. If the Ninggu army blocked their people in the camp for one day, they would have one day less food to stockpile.

If this goes on, I will be trapped here and die!

Under pressure, Wujituo had no choice but to contact the Ninggu Army for military exercises again.

This time, I met Dunzi who was patrolling the periphery.

Wujituo, in a very polite tone, tactfully asked the Ninggu Army to make way so that the tribesmen could go fishing, hunting and getting water.

Unexpectedly, Dunzi refused without even thinking about it.

"Our military exercises involve the secrets of the Ninggu Army. Are you sending people close to us to find out our military strength?"

"This...Why do you say that, General? I absolutely don't mean that." Wujito was shocked.

"Stop, I'm just a captain, not a general!" Dunzi glared at me coldly. "Since you don't have such intentions, then just stay in the camp and I'll make sure nothing happens to you!"

No matter how stupid Wujito was, he understood that the other party did it on purpose.

His face darkened immediately: "General, are you trying to trap my Funie tribe to death?"

"That's not the intention."

"Then please make way for us, General. Even if it's just to let the women of our tribe go to the river to fetch some water," Wujituo pleaded bitterly.

"I have no right to promise you that. If you are dissatisfied, go find my superior."

"I wonder where the general's superior is?"

Dunzi sneered, "My Ninggu Army is directly under His Highness. Go to the Chaoyang City government office, walk straight through the door and go straight through the corridor. You will find the Council Hall, and His Highness is there."

Upon hearing this, Wujituo immediately wilted.

The leader of the Mohe tribe went to the city of Daqing to file a complaint with the prince of Daqing?

What's the difference between that and meat buns beating dogs?

The communication was fruitless and Wujituo had to return home disappointed.

In this way, Father Nirvana began a new day of suffering.

The captain in charge of the military exercises was a very unruly person. Not only did he conduct military exercises during the day, he also conducted drills from time to time at night.

Often in the early hours of the morning, a quick assembly whistle would suddenly be blown, followed by a burst of shouts and cries of killing.

The soldiers of the Ninggu Army had been notified long ago, so even if they were woken up, they could turn over and continue sleeping.

But the Mohe people were different. They were not prepared at all and were awakened by the sound of trumpets and shouts of killing.

Then he waited in fear, staring with eyes wide open until dawn.

Day 4, day 5, day 6...

By the seventh day, the Mohe people's patience had finally reached its limit.

In Wujito's big tent, the elders and leaders of the Funie tribe gathered together.

Their faces were pale, their lips were chapped, and they had dark circles under their eyes, as if they had been drained of their energy by a female ghost.

A small leader said with resentment:

"Chief, we can't go on like this. Our tribe has been completely without water for two days. We can't survive on the little dew we collect every day. Many of our tribesmen have started drinking urine."

"Yeah," someone echoed, "If this continues, we'll run out of food, not to mention stockpiling it."

Wujito sat in the upper seat with an expressionless face. Although his face was not as bad as others, it was also a little blue.

Even he couldn't get enough water these days. Luckily, one of the women in the tent had just given birth and was still breastfeeding...

It just makes the child feel wronged.

"Chief, the Daqing people are trying to trap us to death. Let's fight them!"

Someone stood up and said angrily.

Wujito glanced at the man and said in a hoarse voice, "How do we fight? They have two to three thousand men, all mounted on horses and in armor, with countless bows and crossbows."

"We couldn't win seven days ago. Now we're out of ammunition and food, and our tribesmen have no strength left. Are we just going to die?"

"So what should we do? Just sit there and wait for death?!"

Wujituo slowly stood up, closed his eyes, and said sadly, "Forget it, forget it. When the Limo tribe was destroyed, I knew this day would come sooner or later."

"We... surrender, right?"

. . . . . .

Dunzi looked at Wujito, who was kneeling before him with his tribesmen, and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean, Chief?"

"The leader of the Nev tribe, Wujituo, begs for surrender from the Celestial Empire." Wujituo took a deep breath. "Your Highness, the Prince of Ninggu, is a kindhearted man. Please inform His Highness to accept us. The Nev tribe is willing to serve you."

"What are you talking about, Chief? My king is merciful, but I have no intention of forcing you." Dunzi smiled. "Is it because the military exercises are interfering with you?"

"Oh my... We'll be gone in ten days or half a month. Please bear with it for a while. There's absolutely no need to do this."

When Wujito heard this, he almost fainted.

Another half month?

In another two or three days, more than half of my tribe will die of thirst!

In half a month, those who surrender will not be humans, but souls!

"No, no, no, this has absolutely nothing to do with the military exercise. We sincerely surrender and are willing to submit to the prince and seek his protection."

"In that case..." Dunzi showed an embarrassment, "Forget it, forget it, I'll go talk to His Highness and ask for mercy for you."

"Thank you, General." Wujituna bowed his head, "General... be merciful!"