The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

"Jiang Fan, I need to rest and take a bath... Tell the army to stop... Find a place for me to take a bath..."

Dora Yue'er, who was standing by, rode her horse close to Jiang Fan and said with her cute pink lips pouted.

Even though this woman looked fierce and led tens of thousands of Northern Mongolian cavalry to seize Jinzhou City, she was only a few months older than Jiang Fan. A seventeen-year-old girl!

During the time he was imprisoned by Jiang Fan, he always found various excuses to cause trouble.

Jiang Fan knew that she wanted to sneak away, so he never let her succeed. This time, along the way, the woman either wanted to take a shower, rest, or relieve herself.

Jiang Fan pretended not to hear her request. He just glanced at her and continued to lead the army forward.

Dora Yue'er looked a little anxious and angrily looked at Jiang Fan, but she was helpless. She thought about running away, but with Zhong Ling staring at her, she didn't even have a chance to escape.

"You bad guy, don't you have any humanity? This princess hasn't showered for a few days and I stink. Can't you be more gentle with me?"

Dora Yue'er looked at Jiang Fan angrily, gritting her teeth as if she wanted to bite Jiang Fan to death on the spot.

Jiang Fan smiled faintly and ignored her. No matter what tricks this woman played, he just had to not give her any chance!

Seeing that Jiang Fan ignored her, Dora Yue'er could only snort coldly and stopped talking. However, the anxiety that flashed across her eyes and her occasional glances around showed that something was wrong with her!

Zhong Ling on the side looked at Dora Yue'er coldly, then glanced around. She walked forward and touched Jiang Fan, then motioned Jiang Fan to look around.

Jiang Fan glanced around, then looked at Dora Yue'er who looked a little strange, and curled his lips slightly. With such tight defense on his side, it was impossible for Dora Yue'er to escape.

If the national teacher really dared to come, Jiang Fan was confident that he could keep her. He was just afraid that she would not come!

The army continued to move forward. Dora Yue'er tried a few more tricks, but seeing that they were ineffective, she looked even more anxious.

Not far behind the army, a group of ten people stood in a hidden place, watching the army marching in front of them. Leading them was a fairy-like woman in white.

If Jiang Fan were here, he would definitely recognize that the other person was the Northern Mongolian National Master. Although it was unknown how old this woman was, she looked as beautiful as a 20-year-old girl.

But he was completely cold, as if he had no emotions at all.

At this moment, her face was as cold as ever, and her eyes were clear without any emotion.

Standing behind her were the three Northern Mongolian masters who attacked Jiang Fan that day, two men and one woman.

Standing behind were seven sturdy men, all of them looked murderous, like a lion ready to explode at any time!

"Master, the princess should have received the secret message you sent. Can she read from it the news that something happened to the royal family?" A young male master from Northern Mongolia said to the woman in front of him.

"She will understand! Now, she is in Jiang Fan's hands, which makes her safer than when she is free. We just need to protect her along the way..." said Beimeng National Master indifferently.

“But…are we just going to watch Ji Keli take away the throne and do nothing about it?” another young master said with some reluctance.

"How to deal with this matter will be decided by the princess when we find a chance to meet her! We can't make the decision!"

"But..." The young master wanted to say something, but Beimeng's national master raised his hand to stop him. The young master had no choice but to stop talking in disappointment.

Seeing the army ahead getting farther and farther away, the Imperial Master jumped on his horse and chased after the army ahead. The people behind him also hurriedly chased after them.

The army continued to move forward. When they were about to reach the Eighteen Villages of Lianyun, Jiang Fan remembered the ambush they had encountered here. He was thinking about whether to destroy the Eighteen Villages of Lianyun.

But he obviously didn't have enough time, as the matter in the capital was urgent and was waiting for him to go back and deal with it. After thinking about it, Jiang Fan decided to give up attacking Lianyun Eighteen Villages.

However, just as Jiang Fan entered the territory of Lianyun Eighteen Villages, a group of about a thousand people appeared in front of him and blocked Jiang Fan's way.

When Jiang Fan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. He didn't go looking for trouble with these people, but they came to him.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and four hundred white-robed light cavalry and four hundred light cavalry with food and fodder immediately lined up and rushed out, ready to charge at any time.

There was a murderous aura emanating from the eight hundred people. Their astonishing power caused the nearly one thousand people on the opposite side to panic, and they almost turned around and fled.

Soon, the other side raised a white flag, and then several people rode their horses towards Jiang Fan.

Seeing them coming, Jiang Fan frowned, a little confused. At this moment, someone on the other side shouted: "Your Highness the Eighth Prince, we, the Eighteen Lianyun Villages, have jointly surrendered to Your Highness and presented the head of Leng Yunao, the leader of Feiyun Village. Please accept it!"

Following the man's loud shout, their war horses rushed to within 20 or 30 feet of him, and everyone dismounted and knelt respectfully. Someone presented a head.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan was a little stunned, and Zhong Ling and others beside him were also stunned.

Jiang Fan thought these people were here to cause trouble, but now it seems that they are here to surrender. He did not expect that the Feiyun Village that took the lead in attacking him and the leader of the Lianyun Eighteen Villages were actually killed.

"Very good, I accept your surrender. However, I am busy now, and someone will come to contact you when the time comes. As long as you surrender sincerely, I will never embarrass you!"

Jiang Fan nodded to the leaders. It was a pleasant surprise to conquer the Eighteen Villages of Lianyun. If he could use them, it would be a trump card in his hand in the future.

Upon hearing this, several village chiefs were overjoyed and quickly responded respectfully. Jiang Fan sent them away and continued on his journey with the team.

It took nearly seven days, and Jiang Fan finally returned to the capital by riding his warhorse non-stop all the way.

As soon as he entered the city gate, he saw people lining the roads to welcome him. Compared to when he returned to Beijing from Huaining County, Jiang Fan's treatment had increased many times.

The people shouted slogans such as "Long live His Highness" and "His Highness is mighty" with great enthusiasm.

Ye Ren and other court officials and several princes who were hiding in one of the restaurants were so angry that they trembled when they saw Jiang Fan was so loved by the people. Their eyes were full of anger and hatred.

But they could only watch and could do nothing.

Emperor Yan was also personally waiting for Jiang Fan in front of the palace gate in front of Zhuque Street. Jiang Fan's achievements in this battle of Jinzhou were unmatched with a great victory.

Jiang Fan followed Emperor Yan into the palace, and his white-robed soldiers and grain troops were arranged in the military camp next to the prince's palace.

Zhong Ling and the Chu brothers followed Jiang Fan into the palace. They waited outside the imperial study. As Jiang Fan's bodyguards, they had to protect Jiang Fan with all their heart and responsibility.

Arriving at Emperor Yan's imperial study, Jiang Fan paid his respects to the Emperor. Emperor Yan helped Jiang Fan up and patted him on the shoulder gently, his eyes full of relief and love.

His son did not disappoint him. He had thought that the battle of Jinzhou might take some time.

He never thought that his son would take back Jinzhou City so easily and even captured the Princess of Beimeng.

"My son, how are you? Hahaha... I am very pleased... This time I will make you king, I hope Faner will not refuse this time!"

Emperor Yan smiled and looked at Jiang Fan.