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

The location of the salt lake is also very special. On a lonely mountain, such a magical salt lake was born.

There are no living creatures inside, and the white salt stains are easily accessible, and there is only one road to reach the salt lake. As long as a strong cement fortress is built on this road and sufficient supplies are prepared, even if the Huns invade the border, there will be nothing they can do.

Ning Fan had thought through all the strategies clearly, so naturally he would not just forget it so easily.

When it was almost dawn, Ning Fan opened his eyes from his deep sleep.

In fact, Ning Fan was the only one who fell asleep in the tent, while the others were sitting blankly with their thoughts wandering in their minds.

Seeing the dark circles under everyone's eyes, Ning Fan shook his head, fetched some water to rinse his mouth, and then walked out of the tent.

Sun Lu, who looked tired, also followed out: "Your Highness, why haven't there been any news about Chen Yuanqing and the others? According to time, they should have been back long ago."

"Chen Yuanqing will not be so obedient! Twenty kilometers west of Mubabu is Yexianbu. Do you think Chen Yuanqing will not eat the meat that is brought to his mouth?"

Ning Fan looked like he had known this for a long time.

But Sun Lu was so anxious that he almost jumped up, slapped his thigh and said: "Your Highness, you are so stubborn, it is impossible to achieve anything! How can five hundred people attack three thousand Ye Xian's troops? This is simply an egg hitting a stone!"

Ning Fan watched Sun Lu jumping around with cold eyes, and finally said: "If it were me, I would also expand the results!"

"Your Highness, this is war, not banditry! What we are facing are fierce Jurchens!"

Sun Lu looked in disbelief.

He didn't expect that Ning Fan would support Chen Yuanqing, a reckless man.

"War is never equal."

Ning Fan said quietly.

When he drank the first cup of milk tea, a slight vibration finally came from the ground. Judging from the marching speed, Chen Yuanqing was not panicked.

But Sun Lu jumped up and said, "I'll go take care of you!"

Ning Fan didn't stop him, but he didn't react either. He watched Sun Lu jump out of the tent and lead the people on their horses.

"Your Highness, aren't you worried about General Chen?"

The second dog next to him whispered.

Ning Fan shook his head: "It's just a Jurchen, my five hundred cavalry are enough to destroy the Jurchen royal court!"

What?

Several staff officers in the tent were dumbfounded, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

At this moment, a tall figure opened the curtain and walked in, smelling of blood.

"Your Highness, you are lucky to have killed the wise king of Ye Xianbu!"

Chen Yuanqing left a head on the ground, reached out and took out a sheep head from the grill, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

"Last night was the most hearty killing I've ever done. I can't even count how many people I killed!"

"Haha, these Jurchens who usually show off their power are just like dogs. They don't dare to resist at all. They leave women and run for their lives."

Chen Yuanqing was chewing mutton with an excited look on his face.

Sun Lu also followed behind, and with a stern expression he cupped his hands towards Ning Fan and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness, on the great victory!"

Ning Fan nodded slightly and continued to listen to Chen Yuanqing's bragging.

Ten minutes passed and Chen Yuanqing had not finished speaking, but he had eaten a roasted sheep head without any trace of meat.

"Your Highness, almost all the men in the Muba tribe have not survived. Following your instructions, we did not move the women, and we also went ahead. Except for those who took advantage of the chaos and fled into the mountains and could not be pursued, the other 2,900 men , kill them all!"

Chen Yuanqing's eyes were red, but his spirit was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.

"Well done."

Ning Fan finally smiled.

As a soldier, Ning Fan had performed many secret missions before traveling through time.

Killing people on the battlefield is not a psychological barrier at all for Ning Fan.

Although these Jurchens may not all die, Ning Fan must grasp the geomantic treasure of Yunzhou.

Ning Fan, who was familiar with history, knew deeply what would happen if aliens invaded the Central Plains.

These foreigners would treat the Han people in the Central Plains as pigs and dogs and slaughter them at will.

Feel free, there is no mercy in ethnic wars, any killing is for the continuation of the ethnic group, there is nothing to say.

Both the Jurchens and the Huns are barbarians. Once these people drive in, the people of Dakang will fall into hell forever.

"Next time, we must be more ruthless and show no mercy. We must make these Jurchens tremble in their bones when they see our wealthy men! We must make them live forever and never dare to covet our wealthy men!"

The flickering firelight shone on Ning Fan's face, and Chen Yuanqing suddenly had an illusory feeling. This young His Highness, Prince Qing, seemed like a god overlooking the earth without any mercy in his heart.

"Your Highness, I remember everything."

Chen Yuanqing nodded: "Although I killed Muba and Ye Xian with this move, the Jurchens will definitely unite together to surround and annihilate us. Your Highness must make preparations in advance."

Chen Yuanqing's judgment was correct, and the Jurchens did think so too.

Overnight, two tribes were wiped out, and the Jurchens in Yunzhou were completely panicked.

In panic, they naturally hugged each other for warmth.

Uniting against powerful opponents is like uniting against wild beasts.

Dakang suddenly sent people to attack, and the Jurchens were a little caught off guard, but they also refused to let go of the treasure land of Yunzhou.

Yunzhou has mountains and rivers, and abundant water and grass. Compared with those outside Guan, it is like heaven and earth.

When Dakang was prosperous, the Jurchens did not dare to step into Yunzhou, but now that Dakang is getting weaker and weaker, the Jurchens are really not afraid anymore.

But even though he thought so, the Jurchens were still a little scared after being punished by thunder this time.

……

"Even if they form a coalition, it will take more than five days. We can't wait! In this way, you can rest for two days first, and then take four thousand people to station here. I will go to the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain to try my luck. "

Ning Fan pointed to a high mountain in the sand table and said.

This mountain is the base camp of the Yunzhou Jurchens and the residence of the Huyan tribe.

The Huyan tribe was the vanguard of the Jurchen invasion of Dakang, and the Yinshan base camp was their bridgehead.

Sun Lu immediately knew what Ning Fan was going to do, his face changed, and he said loudly: "How can His Highness's body of ten thousand gold be returned in one piece? I, Sun Lu, am willing to go!"

Chen Yuanqing also turned pale: "Your Highness, fighting while sick is a matter for your subordinates. Your Highness is not allowed to fight!"

Ning Fan shook his head and smiled: "Am I inferior to you in your eyes?"

"This matter is settled! You contain the Jurchen coalition forces, and I'm going to take a look at their base camp."

Once the decision was made, no one dared to object.

This is Ning Fan's authority, even the unruly Chen Yuanqing is no exception.

After lunch, Ning Fan set off with a thousand selected people.

In the end, Sun Lu followed Ning Fan, and Chen Yuanqing led four thousand troops to contain him.