Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

According to previous intelligence, the Jurchens have a team of 2,000 people active in Yunzhou for a long time.

Stealing minerals, timber, food, livestock, and even women and children is a veritable crime.

It's a pity that the sky is high in Yunzhou and the emperor is far away. Although it belongs to Dakang in name, the Jurchens' iron hoofs trample here wantonly.

During Ning Fan's trip, the first thing was to train his troops, and the second thing was to show his prowess in killing the Jurchens.

On the night of the third day, Ning Fan was sitting cross-legged in the tent when Chen Yuanqing burst in with a sudden rush.

"Your Highness, there is news! The Jurchen bandits are stationed on the west side of Amul Mountain. They built wooden houses there and it seems they plan to spend the winter in Yunzhou!"

Chen Yuanqing said excitedly.

Ning Fan put down the map in his hand and evil spirits burst out in his eyes: "We are not fighting a war of wealth. You take a team of 500 people and slaughter these Jurchens for me! Remember, don't let any of them escape!"

"Yes!"

Chen Yuanqing promised loudly.

Five hundred versus two thousand, for Chen Yuanqing, that was something he could only dream of.

Firstly, it can show his strength, and secondly, it can also test the true combat effectiveness of the Dragon Scale Army.

After all, it can only be a literal battle on paper, but once it enters actual combat, it is no longer a joke.

"Tell me your plan."

Ning Fan said coldly.

Chen Yuanqing was indeed a fierce general and had great ideas for fighting, but Ning Fan still had to listen to the plan.

"I plan to fight at night!"

"Aren't they in the woods? There is a lot of kerosene in our mines. Let's get some there, set fire first and then kill people, just to catch them by surprise!"

Chen Yuanqing is gearing up.

In the era of cold weapons, battles must focus on speed, stability, accuracy and ruthlessness. As for military tactics and strategies, they are not suitable for this kind of ethnic war.

"Being able to use kerosene means that you can still use your brain! Yes, remember in the future, those who can use tools should try not to use people."

Ning Fan nodded in approval.

Before dawn, Chen Yuanqing set off with five hundred people.

These five hundred people are like sharp knives, directly poking out the cancer of Jurchen Muba.

Muba is a Jurchen prince. After he failed in the battle for the throne, he has been wandering around with his team, burning, killing and looting to support the war. He is a veritable cancer.

In the past, Dakang was worried about the Jurchens and did not take action against Mubabu, but now that the Jurchens are ready to make a move, Ning Fan feels that it is necessary to shock the Jurchens.

"Your Highness, five hundred versus two thousand is too dangerous!"

Sun Lu walked in from outside with a worried look on his face.

Ning Fan smiled and said: "General Sun, don't always worry about this and that in battle. We can all bear the consequences. Just wait."

"Your Highness, being a soldier is no child's play!"

Sun Lu was about to say something else, but was interrupted by Ning Fan: "General Sun, don't you have confidence in yourself? These people are all your students!"

Sun Lu said with a sad face: "It is precisely because they are my students that I am very worried about them."

Ning Fan nodded, took a crispy yellow lamb leg from the shelf and handed it over: "Don't worry, everything is under control."

After all, Sun Lu stopped talking. This was the first battle, and it would be unlucky to talk too much.

Yunzhou is not only home to this group of Jurchen bandits. In addition to the Muba tribe, there are also more than a dozen large and small tribes.

In addition, there are tens of thousands of Huns here.

It can be said that most of Yunzhou has been eroded by the Huns and Jurchens.

Of course, most of the people in Yunzhou are ordinary Jurchens and Huns, not professional combatants, but Jurchens and Huns are born to be half pastoralists and half warriors, and they have learned various combat skills since childhood.

"General Sun, you are quite familiar with the situation in Yunzhou. Please tell everyone about Yunzhou's request."

Ning Fan called in all the five staff officers accompanying the army and planned to hold a small military meeting.

Sun Lu was in a mess, and when he saw Ning Fan looking so rested, he couldn't help but admire him. Sure enough, those big shots remained calm despite the storm. Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"Most of the things I know, His Highness also knows, there are no secrets!"

"Then let me tell you something that Your Highness doesn't know."

Sun Lu adjusted his emotions and said mysteriously.

Ning Fan became interested, raised his head and asked curiously: "What's the secret?"

"It has been more than thirty years since the Jurchens invaded Yunzhou, and the imperial court has always acquiesced! Dakang is exhausted from fighting the Huns in the northwest, and acquiescing to the Jurchens to occupy Yunzhou is just a delaying tactic."

Sun Lu said with a mysterious look.

Ning Fan shook his head and said: "What kind of secret is this? There was a marriage in the previous dynasty. This is not a secret at all."

Sun Lu was not angry and continued: "Dakang has been worried about the alliance between the Jurchens and the Huns from the beginning! Therefore, there is a deeper reason for allowing the Jurchens to occupy part of Yunzhou, and that is the Yunzhou The state is a holy land in the hearts of the Huns! In this way, if the two families compete for Yunzhou, they will be separated from each other, and they will not unite."

"Holy place?"

Ning Fan didn't know this.

He tilted his head and said: "According to what you say, we can't touch the Jurchens in Yunzhou? Once these Jurchens are touched, won't it prompt them to unite with the Huns?"

Sun Lu quickly shook his head and said: "Actually, His Majesty regards Yunzhou as His Highness's fiefdom, so I'm very confused! Maybe His Majesty feels that Your Highness is incapable of changing the status quo!"

"But now, since Yunzhou is His Highness's fiefdom, what's wrong with His Highness defending his fiefdom?"

Sun Lu said calmly.

Ning Fan nodded: "Actually, the Jurchen is a white-eyed wolf. If you give him a favor, he will bite you back!"

Sun Lu nodded repeatedly: "Outsiders think that the eighteen Jurchen tribes are headed by the Anda tribe. In fact, this is not the case. The Jurchens occupying Yunzhou are actually controlled by a hidden shadow, and that is the Huyan tribe!"

"As long as the Huyan tribe is defeated and the remaining Jurchens retreat without a fight, it won't be a problem at all."

Sun Lu said confidently.

Hitting the snake first, Ning Fan was quite enlightened after listening to Sun Lu's words, but Sun Lu's next words made Ning Fan feel depressed.

"However, this Huyan tribe is surrounded by more than a dozen tribes, and its location is also very remote. There is only one way to go up, and it is heavily guarded."

Sun Lu said regretfully.

Ning Fan nodded and did not continue to ask further questions.

However, the imperial envoy from the imperial court should be arriving soon, and Ning Fan only has ten days.

Either drive away these intruders, or retreat directly.

However, Ning Fan still prefers the former. After all, he wants to control the Salt Lake because it is the foundation for future development.

As long as they control the Salt Lake, neither the Jurchens nor the Huns will dare to make mistakes in the short term. After all, the Huns and Jurchens also need salt.