When Wang Chong read this passage, his head filled with dirty thoughts, and he cursed Shi Bao several times for being "filthy."
Well, it was also clear that, after Ye Hu, his two sons, and his daughter had died, and another two thousand light cavalry had been lost, this senior consort of the Yegeluo Clan had nowhere left to turn. She had actually acknowledged this identity and thrown her full support behind Shi Bao's rise to power.
A thought immediately surfaced in Wang Chong's mind: Should I take advantage of the Yegeluo Clan's weakness and uproot this one of the Eighteen Tribes of the Grasslands outright? But he quickly strangled that foolish notion.
He really had no one left to spare. Governing the four prefectures of Tongzhou, Ba Prefecture, Yanzhou, and Shangzhou was already difficult, with manpower stretched thin. If he kept expanding his territory, he feared he would collapse on his own before the enemy even attacked.
Besides, he had just undertaken a military gamble and captured Yanzhou and Shangzhou. He absolutely could not embark on an even greater military gamble.
Most importantly, his recent military gamble had yielded tremendous gains, but if he risked attacking the Nine-Bend Alliance, he might be utterly incapable of taking possession of the spoils...
Wang Chong was, in truth, still quite reluctant to let it go, but reason told him he could not do this under any circumstances. He sighed for a long time, until Su Luoyan arrived with two maids. Seeing his dejected face, Su Luoyan asked, "Did Yueliduo say something?" Wang Chong tossed her the intelligence report. After reading it, Su Luoyan smiled. "Are you thinking of attacking the Nine-Bend Alliance again?" Wang Chong replied, "Yes. Very much. Desperately. But I absolutely cannot do it, hence the sighing, the regret, the