We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

"A thousand cows!"

"Let these cows charge at the palace guards!"

What do you think of this method?

Zhou Tiancheng smiled, inwardly admiring himself.

No wonder he's a man who's read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"—he's got one scheme after another!

The butler was taken aback at first, then spoke somewhat reluctantly.

"Where are you going to find a thousand cows for you?"

Zhou Tiancheng immediately put his arm around Zhou Tiancheng's shoulder.

"This is your problem."

"Think about it, your Northern Xia people are all pastoral tribes, would you lack cattle and sheep?"

"I've been eating so much beef shank these past few days that I'm getting a sore throat!"

"The main thing is that by sacrificing these thousand cattle, you might be able to replace the Kaka tribe as the largest tribe in Northern Xia, and then the throne of Northern Xia will be yours!"

The butler lowered his head in thought, muttering to himself.

"We can't possibly provide all these thousand cattle for our entire Dzungar tribe."

"I need to go back and ask."

"Cows are good stuff, we can't waste them."

Zhou Tiancheng watched him leave, then turned around and squatted down by the roadside.

Lin Tong was somewhat surprised to see him return.

"So fast?"

"Is this butler so easily fooled?"

Zhou Tiancheng snatched the beef leg from Xiao Shi's hand and spoke in an annoyed tone.

"What nonsense! I've come up with a solution."

"It's just 100,000 people, isn't it?"

"Get a thousand cows, light a fire on their tails, and they'll run incredibly fast. Let's see how a hundred thousand men can stop a thousand cows!"

"Once the roads are cleared and we've captured the Northern Xia Emperor, whether he stays or leaves will be entirely up to us."

clack.

The bone in Lin Tong's hand fell to the ground.

Xinhua isn't much better off.

He didn't even swallow the meat in his mouth, turning his head to stare intently at Zhou Tiancheng.

"Can we go back to Daqian?"

"When I get back, I'm going to eat ten pounds of vegetables!"

Xiao Shi also squatted down excitedly.

"I feel like swallowing tea leaves now, and I'm so sick of eating this meat!"

Zhou Tiancheng wasn't much better off!

"Don't even mention it. That day I went to help herd the cattle, and when I saw them eating grass, I wanted to go up and take a bite myself."

"Hurry up, we've kidnapped the Northern Xia emperor, then we'll go back for a feast!"

The group looked at each other, completely excited.

We've finally come up with a solution!

You should know that they have been staying in the Northern Xia imperial court for almost a month.

What does it mean to eat meat every single day for a month?

It's like feeling nauseous after eating, being unable to poop, and having blisters all over your mouth that hurt so much you cry when you touch them!

Xinhua turned around and started cleaning his sword, while also taking care of Zhou Tiancheng's Lone Goose Sword.

Xiao Shi took out the composite bow, repeatedly drawing it open and releasing it, feeling the force of the bowstring.

Even Lin Tong, an elderly man, couldn't sit still. He brewed a full cup of tea and chewed the tea leaves carefully.

Who would have thought that one day, tea leaves would become a rare delicacy in their eyes?

As the aroma of tea wafted out, Zhou Tiancheng was the first to rush in, searched the place thoroughly, and before leaving, he didn't forget to praise Lin Tong.

"The older generation is truly the older generation; they prepared tea leaves in advance, but they didn't know to prepare some for us beforehand."

Lin Tong was heartbroken.

"Your Highness, please leave some for me!"

Keep?

Can they be kept?

Xiao Shi grabbed a handful and put it directly into his mouth to chew; the more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.

"You barbarian, what a waste! Is this how you eat tea leaves?"

Lin Tong was so angry he jumped up and down, but he couldn't do anything about it and could only watch them walk away.

Starting the next day, the number of cattle sent to the Northern Xia Imperial Court began to increase.

The Dzungar people are truly efficient.

But there are reasons for this.

The Northern Xia imperial palace has 100,000 guards, of which 60,000 are from the Kaka tribe, and the remaining tens of thousands are from other tribes.

The 400,000 to 500,000 troops outside were also composed of soldiers from various tribes.

Knowing that live cattle were needed, the army outside had even cleared out their rations, just waiting for Zhou Tiancheng and his men to make their move.

Once all the cattle have arrived, we'll need an excuse.

The housekeeper brought good news.

"In two days it will be our Ox-Chasing Festival. When you drive your oxen to the palace gate, you shouldn't attract any attention."

"My master said that we should find a way to get the people inside to open the palace gates, and the rest is up to you."

"And please remember, no matter what, you must not reveal anything about my master!"

Zhou Tiancheng nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, only the four of us know about our contact with you. The soldiers below don't even know who you are."

"As long as the four of us aren't caught, I guarantee your master's name won't be revealed."

The butler's heart skipped a beat.

The Crown Prince of Daqian is threatening him!

He spoke in a curt tone.

"I'll go back and tell my master to do everything he can to prevent you from getting caught."

The two exchanged a glance, and Zhou Tiancheng grinned smugly.

The butler looked helpless.

This Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty is too cunning; I won't gain any advantage whatsoever.

If it weren't for the throne, his master wouldn't have gotten involved in such a messy affair.

three days later.

The cattle-chasing festival begins.

Zhou Tiancheng and his group walked out of the gate, glanced at the situation on the street, and then turned around and ran back.

Miscalculated.

The people of Beixia don't wear clothes; they're covered in all sorts of messy paint, and they shout and yell outside.

They went out wearing armor; everyone knew something was up!

"Find a carriage or something to cover it up first, and then put it on when we get to the palace gate."

"Damn it, these Northern Xia people are so unreliable. They didn't even inform us of such details about something this big."

Zhou Tiancheng cursed and took off his clothes, revealing his fairly well-dressed body. He grabbed a handful of yellow mud, smeared it on his chest, and then howled as he walked out.

Lin Tong and others followed suit.

But how should I put it?

Whether it's Bei Xia or Lin Tong and the others, they're all just chickens wrapped in paper, big-bellied.

Zhou Tiancheng looks much more well-proportioned.

It can't beat a paper-wrapped chicken in a fight, but it looks pretty.

He had only walked two blocks when several women from Northern Xia surrounded him and smeared paint on his chest.

Xiao Shi laughed heartily.

"Those women weren't wearing any clothes, doesn't His Highness like that?"

like?

Zhou Tiancheng rolled his eyes.

"If you like, go to their house tonight. I heard that the customs in Beixia are different from ours. If you go there, you can become their son-in-law."

Xiao Shi rolled his eyes.

"I like women from Jiangnan. Those are real women. These women are too fierce. I don't like them."

Zhou Tiancheng kicked him in the butt.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and follow them!"

Ten thousand members of the National Protection Army arrived from all directions and silently blocked the palace gate.

They let their greasy, long hair, which hadn't been styled for over a month, fall loose and cover their faces, awkwardly mimicking the Northern Xia people as they howled in the streets.

The cattle were gradually being brought in, and before we knew it, there were already dozens of cattle.

The palace guards gradually sensed something was wrong and came forward to drive them away.

Xiao Shi immediately went to greet them, and the guards breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the Hu people.

"Which tribe are you from?"

Xiao Shi smiled broadly.

"We are from the Kaka tribe, and our chief is my maternal grandfather."

Upon hearing that it was the emperor's grandson, the guards immediately became respectful.

"Sir, quickly disperse your people and livestock, lest you cause too much trouble."

Xiao Shi laughed as she leaned over and hooked her arm around the back of the other person's neck.

Before the other party could speak, he pulled out a dagger and plunged it into the guard's neck.