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

The entire Jianghaiguan was still covered with snow. Amidst the heavy snow, Ning Fan climbed onto the tower of Jianghaiguan.

Just a month ago, this was the battlefield where Ning Fan and the Jurchens fought, but now it was covered with white snow, and on the surface, only tranquility could be seen.

The Jurchen corpses scattered outside the city have long been collected by the Jurchens, and now the Jurchens' camp is stationed outside Jianghaiguan.

"I never imagined that a city could be built so magnificently and so solidly."

Standing on the city wall of Jianghaiguan, Zhou Qun's eyes were opened. He had never seen such a magnificent and strong city wall in his life.

The huge steel gears placed outside the city made Zhou Qun even more afraid to think about it. Once something like this started turning, it would be impossible for the enemy to rely on manpower to invade the city.

"In the face of absolute power, all tactics and strategies are just a joke. Now you understand, you must make your fist bigger, stronger and harder."

Ning Fan looked at the Jurchen camp in the distance with a smile.

This time it was a matter of life and death. The Queen of the Jurchens came to Jianghaiguan in person to pay a visit to Ning Fan.

He was not visiting the emperor of Dakang, but Ning Fan. The meaning of this is self-evident.

In fact, the Jurchens in Jianzhou also understood that the emperor of Dakang was far away and would not pose much threat to the Jurchens at all. Moreover, it was impossible for Dakang to send an army specifically to massacre the Jurchens due to internal and external troubles.

What the Jurchens fear most is Ning Fan. Legend has it that in the Jurchen tribe, children cry at night, and the mere mention of Ning Fan's name will immediately stop the children from crying.

The hundreds of thousands of troops are all elites. This is the aggregation of all the elite forces of female soldiers in the past fifty years. Unexpectedly, they were completely defeated in one war.

The Jurchens are really afraid, but they have no hatred. They have admired the strong since ancient times.

Ning Fan destroyed the Jurchens' most powerful troops, which not only did not incur the Jurchens' anger and hatred, but instead made the Jurchens worship Ning Fan.

In order to welcome Ning Fan's arrival, the Jurchens prepared a grand ceremony and danced traditional dances.

Amidst the bonfire at night, Ning Fan finally came to the Jurchen tribe.

The Jurchen empress came out to greet Ning Fan in person. The impression of a highly respected empress was completely different. This Jurchen empress was actually only eighteen or nineteen years old. She looked very childish in a white dress.

"Your Highness, this Jurchen empress is too young. She must have just ascended the throne."

Zhou Qun was also stunned by the scene in front of them. They did not expect that the legendary Jurchen queen was actually a girl.

Ning Fan nodded slightly and walked forward. The Jurchen empress saluted Ning Fan according to traditional etiquette. The welcoming crowd began to play Jurchens' unique national musical instruments.

"Your Majesty the Queen, I am Ning Fan, the prince of Dakang, and the sixth prince of Dakang. Not long ago, we were enemies, but now we have become friends."

Ning Fan was the first to speak, chatting and laughing without any stage fright.

Seeing that Ning Fan did not shy away from talking about the previous hostility between the two sides, the Jurchen empress also showed a calm look on her face. She nodded slightly and said: "It was us Jurchens who started the war first, Dakang Your Royal Highness has only punished us Jurchens, and your majesty has spread throughout the grassland."

The voice of the Jurchen empress was as sweet as an oriole coming out of the valley. Looking at her appearance, Ning Fan was even slightly distraught.

This girl has fair skin and a round face. She is not like ordinary prairie women with rough skin and round waist.

Several Jurchen guards stood at a distance, but they did not carry weapons, and they just looked at Ning Fan and his party with vigilance.

However, Ning Fan was not worried at all. This time he brought 3,000 elite dragon scale troops. If the Jurchens had any conspiracy, these 3,000 people would be enough to protect Ning Fan.

"Your Highness the Queen, war is a major decision made by policymakers. Although the Jurchens lost the war, I have no intention of continuing to pursue it. I hope that in the coming days, you Jurchens can connect with Yunzhou and Jiangzhou. One piece, working together.”

Ning Fan further stated his attitude, that is, he had no further intention to use force against the Jurchens. After saying these words, the look on the young female emperor's face was completely relieved.

The Jurchens were not afraid of the Dakang Empire but were afraid of Ning Fan from Jiangzhou. There was a reason for this. It was Ning Fan who cast a shadow on their psychology. It was also because Ning Fan was too close to the Jianzhou Jurchens and sent troops from Jiangzhou. , an effective attack on the Jurchens can be carried out within one day.

It can be said that the current Jurchens have completely lost their former glory. The current Jurchens are in danger, living under the shadow of Jiangzhou at any time. As long as Ning Fan is willing, he can uproot the entire Jurchen group at any time.

"Your Highness King Qing, we Jurchens have also been bewitched by the Huns. They have also threatened us Jurchens. If we don't send troops to deal with you Dakang, their iron hoofs will crush Jianzhou, and we Jurchens have no choice. "

The Jurchen Empress began to express her grievances to Ning Fan, and the girl's performance was truly emotional and sympathetic.

But this is politics, not love between men and women. Naturally, Ning Fan will not believe a single punctuation mark from the other party. In response to the words of the female emperor, Ning Fan just nodded slightly and smiled lightly.

"Your Majesty the Queen, what do you need to talk to me about here? If you have anything to say, you can say it directly and happily. If it is beneficial to both parties, I will agree immediately."

This was a bonfire party prepared by the Jurchens. Ning Fan was destined not to stay here too long. He only had a brief meeting with the empress, so he naturally had to understand her purpose.

"Your Highness Prince Qing, don't call me the female emperor. We Jurchens are just a weak tribe at best. The so-called emperor is probably just a joke in your eyes. I have a name. My name is Wanrong. You can call me directly. Just the name will do.”

The Jurchen emperor's posture was very low and he looked surrendered, which made Ning Fan feel proud in his heart.

"Sister Wanrong, I, Ning Fan, am not a murderer, and I will not attack the remaining Jurchens at will. As long as you Jurchens remain loyal to Dakang from generation to generation, the people of Dakang will not treat you badly, but there is one thing to remember. Stay here and never have two minds."

After Ning Fan finished his instructions, he saw a look of sincerity on Wanrong's face.