After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

At least, we have to find a third way to protect ourselves.

With doubts growing in his heart, Luo Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's negotiate."

Hearing this, A Bao's eyes turned cold: "Negotiation? What bargaining chips does Priest Luo have to negotiate with me?"

Looking around the narrow valley, A Bao said coldly, "Trapping me in this place with swords and knives, is that the Network Priest's sincerity in peace talks? This is really, really interesting."

"Let them go!" Luozhu gritted his teeth and roared.

The Mo guards received the order and split into two sides, clearing a path.

The black-robed king stood up with his sword in hand and shouted fiercely: "Take His Highness back to the camp!!"

In the whistling snow, the Shenwu Camp and the Zhenxi Cavalry raised their bows and swords, and in the dim light of the torches, they shouted in unison: "Pick up His Highness and bring him back to the camp!!"

In the early morning of the next day, Lord Xie of Qingtian Pass received the news.

At the order, border defenses were strengthened and pre-war alert was fully sounded in Western Xinjiang.

A Bao took General Zhang Yu to inspect the temporary Zigu camp twice, and when they reached the south of the camp, they saw the Mo tribe guards secretly spying on them, so they specially dug a two-person-high trench on the south side of the camp and covered the bottom of the trench with iron spikes.

General Zhang Yu was curious: "Your Highness, have you really decided to negotiate?"

Hearing this, A Bao retracted his gaze and looked towards the Shenwu Battalion which was changing guard.

When the rebellion in the Western Slums was suppressed, the Shenwu Battalion announced to the outside world that all its members had died in the battle.

Now, he has changed his name and is serving as the Eastern Palace Guard.

And they are all living lives.

"Let's talk. Whether the negotiation will be successful or not depends on the conditions given by Luozhu." A Bao turned around and stepped onto the watchtower, observing the surroundings with a telescope.

Not only did they dig ditches and set up camps.

Luozhu also secretly dispatched more Mo tribe guards to patrol the valley.

Seeing this, Abao's heart sank.

General Zhang Yu said worriedly, "Your Highness, I have something to report. What if the barbarians in the northern border take advantage of the war in the western border and send troops to invade the northern border?"

"After two major battles, I'm afraid that Daqi's food and grass supply will not be enough."

Hearing this, A Bao said sternly: "More than that."

Also, Pei Guichen from Futu Mountain.

He knew that Awen was her, and he was definitely planning some dirty tricks to get back at her.

At this time, Xie Wuai hurried up to the tower and stuffed a secret letter into A Bao's hand.

"My father just sent a Golden Viper scout to deliver it! Urgent!!"

Seeing this, General Zhang Yu was very tactful and immediately said goodbye and left.

When Abao opened the secret letter, she found it was from Lord Xie to help her solve her doubts.

With the previous experience of King Xuan as a lesson, she wrote a secret letter to Lord Xie to ask what he thought of King Zhao of Zhenxi.

After all, what we are most familiar with each other, besides love, is hatred.

Lord Xie and King Zhao of Zhenxi have been competing with each other in the Western Frontier for many years.

As for the secret letter in her hand at the moment, Lord Xie wrote down everything he knew about King Zhao of Zhenxi in this secret letter, no matter how big or small.

Although the Xie and Zhao families had been competing with each other for many years, King Zhao of Zhenxi had always regarded the supplies needed for the Zhenxi military camp as a top priority, selecting them carefully and never replacing inferior goods with good ones.

On weekdays, the King of Zhenxi acts more cautiously and is loyal to Daqi.

Lord Xie's evaluation was unbiased. Ah Bao hesitated, then turned to the second page of the letter, which was what she had known in her previous life.

For example, since Princess Qian died early due to illness, the Prince of Zhenxi had only one son, Zhao Chuance.

During the Eastern Palace Red List election, Prince Zhao was summoned to the Eastern Palace.

In order to continue the Zhao family's bloodline, the Prince of Zhenxi had a daughter who was later born to the Prince of Zhao's concubine.

A Bao, who had a headache caused by the strong wind and blizzard, absent-mindedly recalled the execution of the entire Zhao family. The last person she saw, Zhao Chuan Ce, had his prison shirt torn and stained with blood, and he looked in pain and despair.

Here in Western Xinjiang, there are two people she wants to save.

Zhao Chuance is, and Xie Wuai is even more so.

"Wuai Xie, I told you clearly that you should stay as far away from Qingtian Pass as possible before you put down the rebellion of the Mo tribe." A Bao's rare cold face frightened Young Marquis Xie of the Silver Spear and made him feel guilty.

"I know that you, my sister, won't allow me to get close to Qingtian Pass, but seeing that the war in the Western Frontier is imminent, you, my sister, are in even greater danger. If I don't come to save you, then will we be siblings who have been doing bad things together since we were young? Is that for nothing?"

Although he retreated half a step in fear, the more Young Marquis Xie thought about it, the more he regained his confidence and spirit, "What do you think? I look particularly handsome when I ride my horse to help you!"

Ah Bao was so angry that his eyes were hot, "Xie Wuai! If anything happens to you, how can I compensate the imperial aunt? How can I ask Xuanji for forgiveness?"

"Mother knows." Xie Wuai smiled and comforted him, "I am the son of Champion Marquis Xie Jing! I was born to whip my horse and gallop across the battlefield! Even if I die on the battlefield, it is still a destiny."

"If mother wants to blame someone, she will only blame my son for being rebellious and disobedient!"

"As for Xuanji, if I didn't come, she would definitely despise me for being a coward." As he said this, Young Marquis Xie was actually shy: "I can only ask her to marry me after I have achieved merit. Hehehe!"

Hearing this, A Bao held back his tears and pinched his brother Xie's face like he did when they were children.

No matter what, she must win this rebellion of the Mo people.

Xie Wuai clenched his silver spear tightly, "Royal sister, when will we destroy the Luo clan of the Mo clan?"

"We can't destroy the Luo family of the Mo tribe." Standing by the railing of the watchtower, he raised the telescope again and looked at the disaster-stricken people around Tangdou City. A Bao patiently explained: "If we do that, we will help the Luo family become gods in the hearts of the Mo people."

Thousands of years later, the people of the Mo tribe would always mention the Luo family.

Luo Shi must be regarded as the guardian god who fought bravely for the people of Mo tribe when they were in danger.

“And what I want is…” A Bao’s eyes gradually turned cold: “The Luo family will step down from the altar that the Mo people are offering sacrifices to together.”

Hearing this, Xie Wuai was excited: "What is your plan, sister?"

Po looked through the telescope at the endless stretch of snowy mountains.

The night is chilly and chilling.

"Let's wait."