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

"Your Highness, kindness has never been in charge of the army since ancient times. These soldiers are fighting desperately. What are they doing for this? If they are suppressed blindly, it is likely to cause unnecessary conflicts."

Huang Chao said worriedly.

"Remember, this is our Dakang people's own land. Even if the dynasty changes, the people living on this land are still the same people. We all have the same blood. If there is a massacre, then we will be the same as the Huns." What difference will there be, and how will future history books write about us?"

Ning Fan was actually a little impatient.

Although Huang Chao is a master in using troops, generally speaking, Huang Chao's thoughts are still old thoughts. Without the transformation of the Dragon Scale Army and the Military Academy, his thinking has been completely out of touch with Ning Fan.

So when the two of them were talking in front of the fire, Ning Fan always had the feeling that they had a disagreement.

Of course, Ning Fan is still aware of the subtleties involved.

Huang Chao has never admitted that he is a subject of Dakang. In his heart, he has always been an old minister of the previous dynasty. That is why he is so hostile to Dakang deep in his heart. If Ning Fan does not have half of the blood of the previous dynasty flowing in his body, I am afraid Huang Chao Chao will definitely not support Ning Fan.

Seeing that the conversation had reached a deadlock, Ning Fan simply looked at Huo Huo and stopped talking. At this time, Huang Chao began to make concessions and compromises.

"Just follow His Highness's instructions."

Huang Chao looked a little sad.

"Old things from the previous dynasty are just a passing thing. You have to understand that in this land, all the fights are against each other. We all have the same blood flowing on our bodies. Whether it is the previous dynasty or the new dynasty, it is just a different wave. It’s just people who rule.”

Although Huang Chao finally made concessions, Ning Fan wanted to persuade Huang Chao.

If a small problem is not solved, it will definitely grow into a big abscess in the future. When the abscess is popped, it will be a big deal.

Therefore, Ning Fan still attaches great importance to some of the ideas of his subordinates, especially generals like Huang Chao who hold heavy troops and must be cautious.

"I understand what His Highness said. It's just that I have been taught hatred since I was a child. Hatred has blinded my eyes and I have been unable to clear the clouds and see the sun for a while."

Huang Chao smiled, and the coldness and hatred on his face disappeared in an instant.

The hot meal was quickly prepared by the cooks. Ning Fan ate half a piece of flatbread and drank a bowl of mutton soup. He felt hot all over. The fatigue from the journey seemed to be greatly relieved at this moment.

"To put it bluntly, today's Dakang is just struggling to the death. In fact, even if we don't take action, I believe Ning Qing won't be able to hold on for too long."

Ning Fan suddenly said coldly.

He has a factual basis for this point of view. Not to mention the Huns, the irreconcilable contradictions within Dakang have reached a fever pitch.

With Ning Qing's ability, there is simply no way to bridge such a large gap. The internal tears in Dakang will naturally become more and more serious, and Dakang will collapse from within in less than half a year.

"Didn't His Highness realize it? We marched two hundred miles without any hindrance at all. In fact, the imperial court's strength is already extremely weak."

Huang Chao picked up a wooden stick and threw it into the fire. There was a burst of crackling noise like exploding beans in the fire.

"Heroes see the same thing. What we are worried about now is only the one in 10,000 probability. In fact, the court is completely unable to defend itself."

Ning Fan chuckled.

Although the imperial court had an army of 300,000, but looking back at the fighting strength of 100,000 troops led by Chen Guogong before, Ning Fan could tell at a glance that the imperial court had nothing to offer.

The 100,000-strong army led by Chen Guogong is probably the last dignity of the Dakang Empire. Now the entire Dakang Empire is just an empty shell and a piece of loose sand.

In such a huge empire, the central government's control over local areas has reached a state of powerlessness, and the tax revenue it can collect every year is so pitiful that it can even be described as a beggar begging for food.

When Ning Fan was still in Kyoto, Emperor Tian'an, with his remaining power, was able to control some noble families and make them pay tribute every year.

However, according to the information Ning Fan saw in the later period, as Emperor Tian'an became more and more stupid, the entire imperial court's control over various places was almost blank. Even the appointment and removal of officials in various places was not decided by the imperial court, but by the imperial court. Those powerful families have the final say.

To some extent, the central government of the entire Dakang Empire has now shown a state of being hollowed out.

It was only because of Ning Fan's hostility towards the aristocratic families that those aristocratic families united to besiege Ning Fan.

In fact, the enemy Ning Fan faced now was not the imperial court of Dakang, but the large and small clans in various places.

These nobles hide in their own one-third of an acre of land and act like local emperors. They squeeze the people's fat and oil for their own enjoyment without turning it over to the central government.

Even if the Huns attacked, these people would still sing and dance without caring whether the entire empire would perish.

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After half a day, Ning Fan started on the road again.

It's just that this time Ning Fan felt much more relaxed and no longer as worried as before, because in Ning Fan's heart, the imperial court was no longer a concern and he would definitely be able to seize the throne.

Ning Fan, who was sitting on the horse, knew very well in his heart that it was easy to sit on the throne, but if he wanted to govern the whole world, he would face endless problems, including the internal party struggles in the Qing Dynasty and the power of various clans to defend the country. , these are all problems that Ning Fan will face in the future.

The threat from the Huns is imminent. If Ning Fan cannot gather all his forces together in the next few months, he may not be able to resist the Huns once they move south in large numbers.

At dusk on the third day, Ning Fan finally saw the familiar farm.

Wherever the army passed, it was impossible for the imperial court not to receive news. In other words, the imperial court was probably already heavily fortified.

"Your Highness, the soldiers and horses of the Beida Battalion have begun to march towards the foot of the capital, but they are not moving very fast. It should take two days to reach the foot of the capital."

As soon as they met, Chen Yuanqing sent Ning Fan important information, which was about the trends in Beida Camp.

The last life-saving straw that the imperial court now holds is the Beida Battalion, which was the most important central force guarding Kyoto when the late emperor was there.

Even when the war in the northwest was at its most intense, the imperial court never thought of using the troops of the Beida Camp. This shows that the Beida Camp is crucial to the safety of the entire royal family.

Ning Fan quickly unfolded the map and began to calculate. According to the speed of Beida Camp's troops, Song Chengzhou's troops should be able to stop in front of Beida Camp.