Murong Bing didn't know this, but when her country was invaded, she had to react, otherwise the enemy would really think that Dashang was a soft persimmon.
"What should I do?"
Li Fei suddenly thought of something: "Isn't His Highness King Zhao in the mountains and forests of the Northeast now? If he can be allowed to lead a powerful force to go north, he might be able to repel the Turks."
Murong Bing was a little reluctant. No matter how good Zhao Rui was in fighting, thinking about the dangers on the battlefield was frightening. What would she do if Zhao Rui did something bad?
"No, there is no large army stationed in the mountains and forests of the Northeast. Even if they are temporarily recruited, there are only tens of thousands of people. How can we defeat the Turks? How can we change the army to another general?"
Of course Li Fei understood Murong Bing's thoughts.
"Your Majesty, the border is in crisis now. I am afraid that only His Highness King Zhao can save the people from the fire. Even if you don't issue an order, I am afraid that he has got the news by now and is thinking about how to send troops to the north."
Murong Bing suddenly didn't know what to do. Just as she was in a daze, Li Fei knelt on the ground.
"If your Majesty can trust me, I will be willing to lead 50,000 light cavalry to the mountains and forests of the northeast!"
At this time, Murong Bing had no better choice but to agree.
Without any hesitation, Li Fei immediately went to the Longtian camp and led 50,000 cavalrymen towards the north.
On the execution ground in Anji City, rivers of blood were flowing at this moment. A large number of salt gang members were pulled up and beheaded one by one.
"Zhen Sanjiang, you actually betrayed your brother for a mere official title. Sooner or later, you will die a good death!"
Zhen Sanjiang stood there with a dazed look in his eyes and his body trembling constantly. Every member of the Salt Gang would scold him before being executed.
At the end of the day, three thousand heads fell to the ground, which was horrifying.
However, the people of Anji City applauded that the Salt Gang had been causing harm to the local area for many years, and now it was finally driven out.
Moreover, Zhao Rui also extracted a large amount of table salt from the saline-alkali land. The salt is very fine and soft, and the price is cheaper than the salt from Yanbang.
While all the people were cheering, a messenger hurriedly came to Zhao Rui.
"Your Highness King Zhao, the northern border is in a critical situation. The Turks suddenly dispersed southward in large numbers. They have captured more than 20 Yazhang cities and several stone kingdoms are under siege!"
Zhao Rui's pupils suddenly dilated. He stopped walking when he was recruited to Beihai Lake.
At that time, he asked someone to investigate and found that there was a grassland covered with ice and snow to the north, which was not suitable for human survival at all.
Unexpectedly, a Turk appeared from that place now.
He quickly took the battle report, returned to the city lord's palace, and pushed out the map.
In order to facilitate the management of the northern grasslands, Zhao Rui set up a large number of stone kingdoms and tooth tents there.
The status of Shiguo is equivalent to that of the large cities of the Central Plains Dynasty, while Yazhang is the small and medium-sized cities surrounding it.
These cities form a network with each other, connecting the entire northern grassland.
Now the three northernmost stone kingdoms and more than twenty tooth tents have all fallen, and a large number of cities are also in danger.
Ziyun hurriedly followed the city lord's mansion, holding a booklet in his hand.
"I have found out later that we currently have only 60,000 troops that can be mobilized nearby, and they are all soldiers from various cities. It will take at least three days to gather them together!"
Zhao Rui didn't respond, but frowned and stared at the map carefully, and it didn't take long before he locked onto a location.