“If those tribal headmen really dare to go to Yanjing to petition, then let them write their names backward.”

From headmen to… heads.

Eight hundred riders, the bloodline of the First Prince, plus the pixiu under him.

Go out and make promises, bestow rewards, anyway, it’s all just talk, it doesn’t require you to give anything up. As long as it can temporarily ensure the peace north of Xuehai Pass, allowing you to free up your hands to focus on dealing with the counterattack from the wild men in the south, that's enough. What more do you want?

As for whether the headmen of those Snowplain tribes will be deceived, to be honest, Zheng Fan isn't really worried about that.

Because anyone who can become a headman will never be an idiot, and whether they can be deceived depends on whether they are willing to be deceived themselves.

The tribes that truly and staunchly support the Wild Man King have already followed him south to fight. The ones that were originally watching also followed into the pass later. The large Wild Man tribes that still have tribal warriors at home are clearly ignoring that Wild Man King.

Give them a reason to be deceived, a suitable excuse, and they will most likely be willing to "watch the fire from the other side."

After all, even if the Wild Man King doesn't fight this time, he has already plundered a massive amount of wealth and population for the Wild Men. When his main force returns to the Snowplains, he will truly become the "Genghis Khan" of the Snowplains.

Are those large tribes that have been dominating various regions of the Snowplains for centuries really willing to submit to him?

Do those high and mighty headmen of the large tribes really all like having someone standing above them giving orders?

Don't expect all the Wild Men up and down the Snowplains to be wholeheartedly loyal, each sacrificing their small selves to fulfill the greater good of national development. That's impossible.

Even in Great Yan, if it weren't for the emergence of the iron triangle, this entrenched disease of aristocratic families would still be impossible to eradicate. Everyone knows that without the constraints of the aristocratic families, Great Yan would have more power to expand outwards, but for hundreds of years, there has only been one Tian Wujing who was willing to wield the knife against his own class.

"General, this subordinate understands, this subordinate… this subordinate will certainly live up to your expectations."

Zheng Fan nodded, changing to a slightly gentler tone, and said:

"Your Highness, actually, I also know that you have been feeling guilty about the defeat at Wangjiang, but some things, once they've passed, must be let go. Now, we have the opportunity to wipe out the main force of the Wild Men in Jin territory in one fell swoop, preventing their Wild Man tribes from recovering for fifty years. This is the best way to comfort the spirits of the fallen comrades on that day."

"This subordinate knows, this subordinate understands."

"Well, Your Highness, be careful."

"Yes, thank you, General."

The First Prince left, probably to find Jin Shuke.

After he left, A Ming shook his water pouch and said:

"Master, do you think this First Prince really has no intention of vying for the throne?"

"People change. If he didn't have it before, and doesn't have it now, it doesn't mean he won't have it in the future. In short, who knows?"

The Yan Emperor doesn't intend to let the First Prince inherit the throne, that's common knowledge. That's why the First Prince was assigned to participate in military affairs. Perhaps, in the Yan Emperor's view, he hopes to cultivate the First Prince into the next Zhenbei Marquis or Jingnan Marquis.

However, this First Prince is indeed extraordinary. It's fine if he doesn't have any ideas, but once he really does, it might be another battle of dragons and tigers.

Zheng Fan feels sorry for the Yan Emperor, these sons are born too excellent, it seems to be a headache.

Getting back to the topic, Zheng Fan looked at Liang Cheng and said:

"Let the First Prince and Jin Shuke handle the affairs in the north for the time being, but don't relax your vigilance. Try to send out more scouts to keep an eye on the Snowplains.

"However, our main focus must still be on the south. Now that we've decided to defend, we must defend it.

"Most of our resources have already been bet here. This time, we can only succeed, we cannot fail."

"Yes, this subordinate understands."

"Alright, you all go and get busy. I'll rest for a while."

Zheng Fan lay down. At this moment, he really needs to rest. He hopes this burn can heal sooner, otherwise, when the Wild Man army comes here again in a few days and starts attacking the city, he will have to put on his armor and go up to the city wall. If the blisters are broken again, hiss, that feeling.

General Zheng had just laid down,

Over there,

The First Prince had just informed Jin Shuke of Zheng Fan's order.

Jin Shuke's reaction was extremely excited.

"Oh my, my lord, you are truly my benefactor, my great benefactor."

Jin Shuke feels that he has been encountering benefactors for the past six months.

That Brother Yu, he didn't know what his identity was until he saw his great power in the battle of Fengxin City, the Sword Saint of Jin!

According to Jin Shuke's "worldview," the Sword Saint of Jin, his position is equivalent to the Left and Right Guli Kings on the desert, both of whom are extremely terrifying in personal strength.

At the same time, Jin Shuke also saw that even his own General Zheng had to respect that Brother Yu by three points.

His success must be due to Brother Yu speaking well of him in front of General Zheng.

And not long after, he was actually able to meet another benefactor, and his status was really not ordinary.

If he didn't often listen to Mr. Bei's lectures, his ideological politics… what was it called again, oh right, according to Mr. Bei's explanation, his ideological and political awareness was relatively high,

He might have gone weak in the knees when he saw this benefactor.

But this doesn't prevent this benefactor from bringing him another good job.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The First Prince looked at Jin Shuke and asked.

"Afraid of what? I'm afraid I won't have a place to use my talents. This mission is too important to us. As long as I help you stabilize those tribes on the Snowplains, it's equivalent to blocking thousands of troops for our General Zheng.

"If the gate here is locked, and the Nanhou army comes over, these Wild Men will all be suffocated to death here, not one will be able to escape!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"My lord, I come from a convict tribe. In a convict tribe, there are very few old people."

The First Prince nodded upon hearing this.

The First Prince didn't pick too many people, only two hundred riders, still the same barbarian soldiers who originally followed Jin Shuke, all acquaintances, easy to use.

In addition, the First Prince also wanted to leave more troops at Xuehai Pass, because after he leaves, this will be the place of real bloodshed.

As for his side, either nothing will happen, or if something does happen, it won't matter how many times more troops you bring over.

Turning over and sitting on his pixiu, reaching out and patting it, the First Prince straightened his back, his gaze sharpened,

The noble aura and the pressure of being a superior were no longer concealed in the slightest, completely revealed.

After all, he is the eldest son of the current Ji family,

Not long ago, he was still the commander of the Eastern Expeditionary Army, with 150,000 Yan soldiers under his command, plus the Cheng troops, that would be more than 200,000 troops.

This demeanor, this aura, cannot be faked.

Since he is going to bluff people, he must not be timid. The more arrogant you are, the more those Wild Men will fall for it. The First Prince is very clear about this.

He used to disdain it,

But in Yanjing City, among those young masters from high-ranking families, in terms of qualifications, status, power, and experience, who can compare to him, Ji Wujiang?

He used to disdain it, but when it's really needed,

Showing off,

Who doesn't know how to do it?

Jin Shuke and the group of barbarian soldiers were stunned. They all felt that the First Prince in front of them was completely different from the one before.

At this moment, Xue San hurriedly came over.

"Yo, yo, yo, Your Highness, you haven't left yet, that's great, that's great, I made it, I made it."

Xue San came over carrying a bag of things.

Jin Shuke immediately took the things from Xue San's hand, opened them, and found that they were radishes. He quickly smiled and said, "Third Master, we've already brought dry food."

"Go, go, go, you bastard, who said it was for you to eat."

Xue San took out two radishes from the package. The radishes were cut. He turned them upside down and showed them to the First Prince, and said:

"Your Highness, this is the seal of the Jingnan Marquis, here, this is His Majesty's imperial seal, here is the Ministry of War's, here is the Ministry of Personnel's, here is the Grand Preceptor of the Imperial Clan Court's, here…"

"…" Ji Wujiang.

The First Prince felt that it was already outrageous for Zheng Fan to let him, a prince, go out and make promises of titles at will in front of him, but Zheng Fan's subordinate had even carved the radish seals.

"There are also a lot of imperial edict scrolls below, all of which were found in Situ Yi's courtyard when we attacked Fengxin City last time. That guy prepared a lot of imperial edicts to satisfy his desire to be emperor. They were all collected as spoils of war at that time, and this time they really came in handy.

"When you arrive at the gate of a tribe, write an imperial edict in advance, use whichever seal you want, how many seals you want, what official you want to appoint, what title you want to bestow, you just write it yourself, stamp it, and it's done. Convenient and particular.

"Let me tell you, those tribal chiefs who haven't seen the world, hey, they love this kind of thing the most. Back then, Chairman Chiang didn't use this to fool people a lot."

The First Prince chuckled twice,

Faced with this kind of enthusiastic assist, he really didn't know what to say.

This is not just a matter of a little transgression,

This, in the past,

Would be enough to have the family exterminated!

But he also knows his father's temper. As long as he can win this battle, severely damage the Wild Men, and completely quell the chaos in the Snowplains, his father will definitely not pursue these small details.

But as a prince, he still instinctively felt uncomfortable, but no matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to accept it and squeeze out a bit of a warm expression,

And said:

"Thank you, Commandant Xue."

Damn it,

What kind of talents are there under Zheng Fan!

"Look at what you're saying, this is what I should do. Take care, take care, be careful."

Under Xue San's enthusiastic farewell,

The First Prince and Jin Shuke, with blank imperial edicts and a pile of radish seals, led two hundred barbarian cavalry out of the north gate of Xuehai Pass.

After leaving the north gate,

The First Prince frowned slightly,

Jin Shuke quickly asked:

"My lord, what's wrong?"

The First Prince shook his head, looked at Jin Shuke, and said:

"Who is Chairman Chiang?"