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

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the soldiers and horses of the imperial court once again froze on the spot like frightened sheep. Taking advantage of this gap, 50,000 wolf soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers, fighting with the imperial court on the ice. The army started fighting!

As soon as the soldiers and horses of the imperial court met the wolf soldiers who were like a black tide, Ning Fan immediately discovered the key point. The wolf soldiers were like wolves and tigers, forming a rope, like a sharp knife, quickly cutting the battlefield.

The court's soldiers and horses are not so well-trained. They are like a pile of scattered sand, and many of the soldiers in the court are timid. When they encounter fierce soldiers who are not afraid of death and know that they are wolf soldiers, many people's faces show timidity. look.

Seeing this scene, Ning Fan knew that the war was basically stable, but if the fight continued like this, the fifty thousand wolf soldiers would definitely suffer heavy losses in the end. In order to avoid the heavy losses of the wolf soldiers, Ning Fan had to give this A war plus a fire.

The five thousand imperial guards are the most sophisticated troops under Ning Fan. Their sophistication is far more than that of the wolf soldiers. Whether it is equipment or fighting will, as well as their physique and fighting skills, they are the best in this era. The presence.

Ning Fan gave an order, and these heavily armored soldiers with shawls and swords braved the wind and snow and rushed directly from the flanks to the rear of the imperial army.

After a round of artillery fire, the rear of the imperial army was still filled with gunpowder smoke. Many of the imperial army were still in a daze. When they saw the dark cavalry coming to cover them up, many people immediately fled instead of resisting.

The sound of the repeating crossbow is endless, and each shot can harvest a life.

The cost of this kind of repeating crossbow is not low, so only Ning Fan's most elite guards can be equipped with this kind of repeating crossbow.

The imperial troops were in chaos, trampling on each other, but Ning Fan's five thousand Imperial Guards were like gods descending from heaven, rushing straight into the central command center.

Once the rear army is in chaos, the front army will be even more chaotic.

The imperial soldiers and horses, which seemed unstoppable, no longer looked so scary at this time.

These soldiers who were rushed to the shelves after hasty training by the imperial court had no combat experience. Some were even frightened when they saw blood. More people ran back desperately, but due to the slippery ice surface , these soldiers held weapons in their hands but had no idea where to attack, and desperately crawled forward using their hands and feet.

Behind the imperial troops, on a huge ship, a gray-haired general was stunned when he saw this scene.

Ning Fan saw at a glance that the gray-haired general was none other than Chen Guogong Chen Mo, Chen Congxin's father.

Ning Fan did not expect that this veteran who was over seventy years old would be sent by the imperial court to Jiangzhou to supervise the war.

Ning Fan frowned tightly as he looked at the imperial soldiers and horses who were escaping in a hurry and howling as they ran. If the imperial soldiers and horses were all such soldiers, then they would probably be the same when facing the Huns in the future. Retreat without hesitation.

On the tall ship, there were elite soldiers shooting arrows at the ice. However, Ning Fan's imperial guards were all wearing heavy fish scale armor and were immune to ordinary fish arrows. Therefore, despite the rain of arrows in the air, Ning Fan and others were unscathed.

Looking at the imperial soldiers and horses retreating like a tide, Ning Fan stopped the imperial guards from continuing to pursue, and instead ordered the imperial guards to surround the entire tall ship.

This tall building ship was stranded on the ice, surrounded by thick ice. However, Chen Guogong Chen Mo was standing high on the tower, condescending, with a cold face.

Hundreds of guards threw out rope grappling hooks, grabbed the tall ship and began to climb up.

Chen Guogong's personal guards resisted desperately. Seeing this scene, Ning Fan couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face.

The imperial soldiers retreating like a tide all around, no one paid attention to the besieged commander. These people only focused on escaping for their lives, and completely forgot about Chen Guogong. Even if they occasionally encountered one or two generals who fled in a hurry, Ning Fan never There was also a look of fear on the faces of these generals.

"Mr. Chen Guogong has always been well."

Ning Fan stood on the ice, raised his head and shouted loudly to Chen Guogong Chen Mo on the ten-meter-high tower.

Unfortunately, there were shocking shouts of killing all around, and Ning Fan's voice was quickly drowned in the noise.

Perhaps sensing something, Chen Guogong lowered his head and looked at Ning Fan. He keenly sensed that there was something unusual about this tall general wearing black armor.

After Ning Fan took off his helmet, Chen Guogong could tell at a glance that this tall man was the sixth prince of Dakang. His majesty was like a sharp sword.

"Forget it, there's no point in resisting at this point. Let them come up."

Chen Guogong waved his hand. Although the guards behind him were reluctant, they gave up resistance. Ning Fan led hundreds of guards and quickly boarded the tall ship.

"His Royal Highness Qingwang, do you know that doing this is an act of defiance?"

Chen Guogong was thin and shriveled, and he did not have the majesty of a military general at all, but his eyes revealed a cold and wind-like perseverance.

This legendary general of Dakang, with a different surname and duke, had countless meritorious deeds, flowers and honors in his life. He would question Ning Fan whenever he saw him speak.

"What does the Duke think I should do? Should I just surrender? An ant can survive, let alone a human being."

Ning Fan smiled lightly, with no trace of guilt on his face.

Chen Guogong, Chen Mo, still stared at Ning Fan seriously: "Did His Highness ignore the people of the world for his own selfish interests? Do you know how much trauma you will cause to the world this time by sending troops north, and how many people will be displaced as a result. "

When Ning Fan heard Chen Guogong's eloquent talk, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. They are thousands of years old foxes, why are they playing in a fairy tale? Chen Guogong's words are obviously official language and completely ignore the facts.

"If the Duke of the country says so, then your father and son will sacrifice their lives for the country today."

Ning Fan sneered, and the look on his face gradually turned cold.

After hearing what Ning Fan said, Chen Guogong finally fell silent.

"Does the Duke really think that Ning Qing can revive Dakang from a desperate situation? Does he have this ability?"

Ning Fan saw that Chen Guogong seemed to be a little resigned and spoke again.

"But he is the prince and the heir to the great fortune appointed by His Majesty. You should not refute him based on this alone."

Chen Guogong spoke again.

Hearing Chen Guogong say this, Ning Fan couldn't help but sneer again: "If you want me to die, I have to die? Then I really want to tell you, this has never been true here, and I don't recognize it."