Man Bai was not stupid, he just wanted to make sure.

Let’s see if the people of Nanzhong really encountered an enemy that was difficult to deal with. If the people of Nanzhong obediently gave up the land of the Naga people, it would explain the seriousness of the problem.

Two days later, a mission to support the Southern Dynasty was ready to set off.

They will go to the land of the people of Nanzhong to promote the peace gifts of King Funan.

People in the entire Funan capital rushed to the streets happily.

Although it was just an envoy, it was regarded as an incomparable victory by the three brothers of the Funan Kingdom.

The Southern Empire, which once dominated the vast land of the River Grassland to the Tianzhu River, was about to crawl at the foot of the Funan Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, the people of Nanzhong cannot resist even a new barbarian. It seems that it will not take long to completely regain the land east of the Tianzhu River."

The deputy prime minister who was accompanying the King of Funan said with a smile.

"Yes, when we conquered the inferior people in the south, we will immediately prepare to completely conquer the war of the people in the South!" Man Bai did not hide his ambitions.

His present gift of peace to the people of Southern Central is only temporary.

Just as the title given to him by the Indians, he wanted to be the king of all kings.

How can you be called the King of Kings if you don’t trample on your feet?

"Your Majesty, I think, for example, the Southern Middle School people who are already inferior to their previous power, it is better to pay more attention to Vengani in the east."

The old prime minister standing on the other side suddenly said.

Man Bai frowned at this time, as if he remembered that there would be something happening later.

"The news from Vengania has been completely cut off, which must indicate that the barbarians from the Eastern Jungle have cut off road traffic, and the news from Vengan cities can no longer be conveyed."

The old prime minister, who has always had a wise reputation, analyzed to the "King of Ten Thousand Kings".

In the eyes of the Funan Dynasty, the most eastern Wenjia land was just a newly conquered land and did not have much force to defend. Facing the emergence of jungle barbarians, you just need to defend the city and wait for rescue.

Now that I have not received any news from Wen Jia for a long time, this means that the barbarians are very arrogant and have cut off the roads outside the city.

Well, this is the worst situation that the wise old prime minister can think of.

As for the possibility that all the Wenjia people will fall, it is basically a crazy saying that only fools will believe.

Where did the savages in the jungle in the east get such great skills?

"It's right! Although Vengania is a newly conquered land, sending reinforcements at the right time is another conquest!"

The wise and powerful Man Bai smiled and added another sentence.

"And it is a conquest in the hearts of man."

"Send someone to inquire about the news first and see how the Wenjia people are doing. If the situation is not critical enough, then our reinforcements will go slower."

The words of Man Bai Yi's life immediately made the old prime minister smile.

Using foreign enemies to remove the power of local princes is also a common means of rule among the Indians.

Afterwards, King Funan ordered people to inquire about the situation in Vengania.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the information, the King of Funan ordered the old prime minister to personally select the most trusted and reliable people.

After all, news about Vengania has always been pissing off anger and ridiculous lately.

Some of the untouchables who escaped from Vengania said everywhere that the jungle barbarians had completely conquered Vengania.

Thirty cultural cities have all been loyal to the barbarians.

Such stupid words are spreading one after another.

The King of Funan was naturally very dissatisfied.

The two teams set out from the Funan Dynasty, one heading towards the northwest and the other heading towards the southeast.

The mission of hundreds of camels and horses finally arrived at the territory of the people of Nanzhong after marching all the way.

The king of the Lower South Central, Nihu, had already sent people to prepare a grand ceremony to welcome him.

Under the deliberate humility of the people of the Southern Middle School, the envoy of the Funan Dynasty proudly announced the peace demand of the "King of Kings of Kings".

If it were in the past situation, the people of Nanzhong would never agree to these demands with harsh attitudes.

However, at this time, the people of Nanzhong accepted it very respectfully.

Including the King Nihu, the King of the Xianan Central Committee who has always had a reputation for being wary in insurance, also looks rare.

Especially when the King of the Lower South agreed to ced the land of the Naga people without hesitation, the envoy of the King of Funan was even more surprised.

He finally couldn't help asking.

Hearing the envoy's doubts, the king of the lower south central government said with concern.

"The King of Kings has given us peace, but we have no way to enjoy it."

"We just got the latest news that the barbarians from the extreme north have already captured Baktra, and all the southern Central and Nian armies are no longer there."

The envoy of King Funan was also very surprised when he heard this.

Since the Southern Central Dynasty split into three parts, the northernmost ghost cotton-laniya has been dominated by Baktra.

Bactra, known as the world's number one strong city.

Even if the kings of Southern Central Nia were killed by the newly emerged barbarians in the field, no one would have thought that Baktra would be captured so soon.

"Oh my God, this is really shocking news. Because of this, the peace given to you by the King of Kings will surely prevent you from this bad luck."

The envoy of the Funan King said without any pain.

Although the speed of the decline of the Southern Central Asians was surprising, South Central Nia was far north of the Stone Mountain of Xingduku, and the towering mountains isolated the two worlds.

"There are even worse situations!" said Nihu, the king of the Lower South Central.

"What else is there?"

"The Qibin people have surrendered to the barbarians, and the Kaibo Pass is no longer in the hands of the Nanzhong people." Nihu said with a melancholy face.

"What, is this true?" The envoy of the Funan King was really frightened this time.

The Xingduku Stone Mountains separate Central and South Asia into two worlds.

But there is a mountain pass called Kaibor, which can make transportation between the north and the south unimpeded. The people living there are the people of the Binbin.

Once the Jebin surrenders, the barbarians can appear directly in the South Central and even in the Northern Tianzhu effortlessly.

"Of course it's true. Nanzhongsha is in chaos. In addition to fleeing to Bamiyan and Ghazni, many people have already fled into our land."

Nihu's face had already appeared when he said this.

If in the past, if the people of neighboring countries fled into their own land, Nihu would have happily announced the casting of Pure Gold Pagoda.

However, the fleeing of a large number of people now shows how terrible the barbarians behind them are.

In fact, the former ancestor of the Nanzhong people, Dayuezhi, was also a barbarian among the Indian people.

In fact, the former ancestor of the Southern Middle School people, Dayuezhi, was also a barbarian in the mouth of the Magadha people.

However, the Great Yuezhi people later invaded Beimogadha and beat Mogadha's heads hard, no one dared to call the Nanzhong people in person as barbarians in person.

Now that time has passed, the former opponents have united and are ready to resist the new barbarians.

"When the Jabins surrender, we will lose the most favorable terrain advantage. We must find a way to block the barbarians at the Kaibo Pass, otherwise we will enter the plains, and that will be a disaster!"

The king of the Southern Central Committee, Nihu, did not hide the embarrassment he was facing now.

"The noble king of all kings has given you peace. You should not worry anymore. Just send troops to deal with those traitors of the jebin." The envoy of the Magadha said immediately.

"However, many princes in our country are afraid that King Mogadha will suddenly attack behind the scenes, and I am afraid that not many people will send troops." said Nihu, the king of the Southern Middle School.

When the envoy of the Magadha king heard this, he immediately looked angry, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"The words of the King of Kings are as solemn as a mountain. Since you have given you peace, how can you attack behind your back?"

Finally, in the repeated demands of King Nanzhong, more effective measures should be implemented in order to realize the trust between both parties.

Wang Nihu, a native of the Southern Middle School, was willing to send his eldest son and beloved daughter to the Kingdom of Mogadha as hostages, and other princes and nobles in the Southern Middle School would also send their children to go with him.

King Magadha needed to send an elite army to help the people of the South to resist the enemy.

After the messenger brought back this request, Chandramagadha I agreed without hesitation.

The fact that the people of the Southern Middle School sent hostages was already filled with pride in Chandramagata's heart.

Sending elite troops to help the battle can also be used to inquire about the reality of the people in the South.

"After meeting Nihu, let him prepare all the food and meat of the Mogadha warriors. Our warriors in the Kingdom of Mogadha will let him see what the majesty is!"

Today, the people of Nanzhong are no longer the tough people who were good at riding and shooting back then, and have become good people who are better at farming and grazing.

Chandramagadha believed that when the Magadha warriors wearing shiny chain mail appeared on the battlefield, they would first shock the barbarians, and then there would be a refreshing victory.

Under the command of Chandramagadha, an elite army was quickly selected and headed towards the territory of the northern and southern middle-aged people.

Chandramagadha I imagined that the Magadha samurai of the Magadha dynasty defeated the barbarians, then went north to occupy the barbarians' nests, and then went west to shock the growing Sassanthemum!

Just when the dream of Chandramagadha was just getting so happy, someone suddenly came to report it in a hurry.
To be continued...