"Xia Yan is waging a war on Fengqi for an uncertain Prince, mobilizing the national power and even summoning two hundred thousand border garrison troops."
Xia Houchun became more excited as he listened and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, heaven blesses our Beiqi, such a rare opportunity in a century, we can't let it slip away."
"Call someone!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
A general wearing armor strode into the hall and knelt down on one knee respectfully.
"Immediately summon one hundred thousand troops stationed at the border of Nanqi and send them to the border of Beiming."
Xia Hou's eyes were dark and unfathomable: "As soon as Beiming and Fengqi go to war, we'll send troops to attack Beiming."
"Yes!"
The general obeyed respectfully, immediately turned around and left.
"Xia Yan, we have been in open and secret competition for more than a dozen years; it's time to settle the scores."