At first, the Gu Masters thought that they had lost control, but gradually they found that the insects in their hands began to bypass the Celestial Empire soldiers and then began to attack the soldiers in southern Xinjiang.

By now even the most slow-witted person would have realized that something was wrong.

How is it possible to bypass the enemy and attack our own people?

So these Gu Masters began to blow whistles and chant spells, hoping to quickly control all these out-of-control Gu insects.

Unfortunately, these poisonous insects still did not listen to their commands and continued to bite their own people.

The soldiers from southern Xinjiang also realized that something was wrong, and in order to save their lives, they all began to flee.

Taking advantage of this chaos, the soldiers from the Celestial Empire, like well-trained cats, quietly lurked in the dark night at the food and fodder locations of the soldiers from southern Xinjiang.

The great general of southern Xinjiang was drinking, and was drunkenly thinking whether he should get some women over. After all, life only has wine, meat and women.

If I win a battle and return to southern Xinjiang in the future, I will be a famous hero. At that time, I might even get a rich fiefdom and become a prince or something like that.

The general had made all the beautiful dreams come true, but suddenly he smelled a thick smell of smoke.

Then the noise outside became louder and louder, and the general finally realized that something was wrong.

Because according to his expectations, those annoying Chinese soldiers should have been driven out by now.

How could there still be such chaos?

Moreover, the strong smell of smoke made the general realize that something was wrong.

This is a military camp. What kind of fire in a military camp could produce such smoke?

What kind of thing can burn and produce such smoke?

The general threw the wine glass in his hand aside without saying a word and turned to leave.

As soon as the tent of the military camp was opened, a sharp sword was seen coming at him. The general immediately turned around and dodged it by instinct. The sword brushed past the general's throat, leaving a red mark.

The frightened general had not yet had time to see clearly who was attacking him, but he intuitively felt a sense of danger coming from behind.

Just as he dodged the danger behind him, he saw the arrow piercing his chest.

In the distance, Yun Nishang, who was riding on horseback, put away her bow and glanced coldly at the fallen general.

"Kill!" The female general on the horse stood tall and straight, with the long sword in her hand shining with cold light. The long sword slowly pointed at the fleeing soldiers in front. A word was roared out from the female general's mouth, followed by the roar from the more than 100,000 troops behind the female general.

The war lasted for three days and three nights, and by the end it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or blood on my body.

The southern Xinjiang soldiers who had lost their great general were still no match for Yun Nishang even with the help of their lieutenant generals.

In addition, their most proud weapons, the poisonous insects, have all lost their minds and become out of control.

So this is a war without suspense.

One city after another was taken back.

The soldiers from the Celestial Empire had not slept for a long time, but none of them felt tired and they were all very excited.

This is a moment that brings honor to the family, and it is a glory that can definitely be written into the family tree.

Who would choose to slack off at this moment?

The extremely urgent battle report was transmitted from the battlefield to the palace.

It was then passed from the imperial palace to the previous dynasty.

"I received news today that General Yun Nishang led an army of 150,000 and defeated all the Nanjiang troops. They also cut off the head of the Nanjiang general and recovered all the cities that were lost some time ago!"

"The war is over!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the court fell into a deathly silence.

Suddenly, a sob came from the mouth of an unknown minister in the corner.

Gradually, the sounds of gasps, sobs, and laughter became continuous in the court.

At this moment, the court, which was supposed to be solemn and serious, became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Everyone was shouting and celebrating.

Zhao Ji also looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

Who could have imagined that just a day ago all the ministers were still worried that they would become the ministers who destroyed the country?

Unexpectedly, the war situation changed in an instant. Now they not only don’t have to worry about this, they are even starting to think about how to write history.

After these ministers calmed down, they finally realized it.

If the previous prime minister and the third prince were here, this result would never have happened.

The one who really turned the tide was Zhao Ji.

If it weren't for Zhao Ji, he would have secretly transferred Yun Nishang over there and also gone against everyone's opinion and transferred those elite soldiers entrenched in the capital over there.

I'm afraid there is no such situation.

At this moment, almost all the ministers had expressions of admiration on their faces, and they were convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

For Zhao Ji, being able to resolve this matter would at least temporarily quell the external threat.

Zhao Ji finally lifted one of the two huge mountains he was carrying.

At least it can buy us some respite for a while.

At the same time, Zhao Ji also realized that after such a stable life, these ministers would not have any external affairs, that is, no crisis brought by southern Xinjiang.

Then a situation will arise.

These ministers will begin to realize that the court needs a crown prince.

And this was the most difficult moment for Zhao Ji.

Because at this moment, the emperor definitely has no way to come out to preside over the situation, and it is even possible that the emperor may ascend to heaven at any time.

As for the candidate for the crown prince in the court, it is also very clear.

The whereabouts of the third prince is unknown, so Zhao Ji can only choose the younger prince.

However, according to the little prince's current mental state, even if he is elected as the crown prince, the only one who holds real power and controls the court is Zhao Ji.

So after the war came to an end, Zhao Ji quietly came to the little prince's bedroom.

Today, the little prince is playing with black and white chess pieces, but unfortunately, he is not playing chess.

Instead, he lined up the black and white chess pieces and played with them like a child.

Looking at the little prince like this, Zhao Ji sighed sincerely.

"There is no other choice, so it seems that it can only be you!"

The little prince heard Zhao Ji's voice behind him. Perhaps because he had dealt with Zhao Ji many times before when his body was controlled by witchcraft, the little prince was not averse to Zhao Ji.

After staring at Zhao Ji for a long time, the little prince stretched out his hand and placed a black chess piece in Zhao Ji's hand.

"For you."

Zhao Ji sighed, took the chess piece away, and left the little prince's bedroom without looking back.

Everything has been arranged!