The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

This war that she carefully provoked will also be a cleansing of the entire South Vietnam. Only by breaking everything and then reorganizing it can a new life be ushered in.

Dayan couldn't do this, but she, Luo Yunxian, could do it. This is what she wanted to do for Jiang Fan! After meeting Jiang Fan, her idea became even more firm!

When Jiang Fan returned to his residence, Qing Yucheng was waiting for him. Qing Yucheng's two uncles were gone. Judging from their appearance, they should have left with Qing Yucheng's father.

Jiang Fan did not tell Qing Yucheng what happened to him. It would be useless to tell him.

The assassination attempt tonight was done by either the Little Saint King or Yun Luo's cheap uncle. Jiang Fan knew the reason why these two men attacked him.

One of them felt that he had ruined his plan and was full of hatred for me, and the other one might have known my and Yun Luo's identities and wanted to capture me to threaten Yun Luo.

Even the little Saint King had the same idea. The two gangs might have the same goal.

Jiang Fan had a vague feeling that Yun Luo was not only contacting the small tribes, but might even have other plans. However, Yun Luo did not tell him, so Jiang Fan could not guess for a moment.

The entire Wangshu tribe seemed to be in turmoil and undercurrents! It was midnight, and Jiang Fan was not sleepy at all. He stood on the balcony on the third floor of the wooden house, looking ahead.

Just then, a faint bird song was heard. Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in the direction where the bird song came from.

Although he couldn't see any figure, Jiang Fan knew what the bird sound was! The pattern revealed in the frequency of the bird's call let him know that his people had infiltrated the Wangshu tribe!

He looked around and walked down from the wooden house. As soon as he walked out of the wooden house, he saw Zhong Ling coming out of the women's house opposite.

The two looked at each other and nodded. Zhong Ling looked around and took Jiang Fan into the darkness. The two avoided the guards outside the residence and soon came to a dense forest.

Zhong Ling made a few bird calls towards the dense forest in front of her. A faint sound came from the dense forest, and two people walked out.

Seeing these two people, Jiang Fan nodded to them.

The people who came were two of the twenty white-robed soldiers who followed Jiang Fan to the heartland of Nanyue. After Jiang Fan followed Qing Yucheng and others into the Wangshu tribe, he left them in the small town outside.

Jiang Fan’s instructions were to wait for him outside the town, and if anything happened, it would be best to find a way to sneak into the Wangshu tribe and inform him.

"What happened?!" Jiang Fan looked at the two white-robed soldiers in front of him and said.

One of them quickly said to Jiang Fan, "Your Majesty, the Fengnan tribe has gathered an army of 200,000 and is quietly gathering towards the Wangshu tribe. According to the current situation, the 200,000 troops will arrive at the son-in-law selection meeting in about five days."

"They may take this opportunity to either force the Wangshu tribe to submit to him, or to destroy the Wangshu tribe."

"The Fengmu and Tianhua tribes have also gathered 60,000 troops. I wonder if they are here to help the Wangshu tribe, or if they want to take advantage of the situation and add insult to injury!"

Jiang Fan's face changed slightly when he heard this. Yun Luo must know about this, but she didn't tell him. In other words, Yun Luo was prepared to face it alone.

If he guessed correctly, Yun Luo wanted to start a war between South Vietnam and destroy the entire South Vietnam. Otherwise, she would not have kept this from him.

She united the small tribes for this great battle. Otherwise, the Wangshu tribe alone would not be able to fight against Fengnan and the other five tribes.

The soldiers of Dayan could not fight in the jungle, but the tribes of Nanyue could. If this battle really happened, it would definitely be very tragic, and the Wangshu tribe might even be doomed.

At this moment, he recalled the resentment that the Wangshu tribe leader had towards him, and how Yun Luo had dragged the Wangshu tribe into danger for him.

His mood suddenly became complicated. Yun Luo was able to do this for him, and he didn't know how to repay him!

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan felt that he should do something! He looked at the white-robed soldiers in front of him and said, "Have we got our backup plan?"

Upon hearing this, the white robe soldiers hurriedly replied respectfully:

"Reporting to the prince, the two thousand white-robed soldiers have already disguised themselves as South Vietnamese merchants and entered the town of the Wangshu tribe in batches. They should all be in place in three days. The firearms they brought this time should be able to support a war of more than 100,000 people without any problems!"

"Well, that's good! I'll give you a map, and you will occupy several dangerous places and help me guard the entrances to the Wangshu tribe. If Fengnan's army starts to attack, your mission is to prevent them from entering the Wangshu tribe!"

Jiang Fan took out a drawn map from his pocket. During the two days in the Wangshu tribe, he chatted with Qing Yucheng and others and got a lot of information from them. He also observed the mountains around the Wangshu tribe.

No matter what the situation was, Jiang Fan was used to taking the initiative. That was why he was well prepared.

Now that the White Robe Army is here, all his preparations come in handy.

Although there are many tribes in the dense forests of South Vietnam, it will be much better if we have a map.

He wanted the White Robe Army to help the Wangshu tribe guard the entrance.

For the Wangshu tribe, although their four entrances are dangerous, they can still be forced open if they have enough troops.

But with firearms in hand, the enemy will not be able to break in through the four entrances even if their forces are strong.

Jiang Fan dispatched two thousand white-robed soldiers to deal with any crisis that might arise at any time, but now it seems that these two thousand white-robed soldiers are just right to help Yun Luo.

As long as we guard the entrance of the Wangshu tribe and prevent people from Fengnan from attacking, the Wangshu tribe will be safe.

The only pity is that if a jungle war really breaks out, the people on our side may not be able to help. Besides their small numbers, their combat effectiveness in the jungle is not as good as that of the South Vietnamese.

Now, it depends on Yun Luo's specific strategy. If Jiang Fan guessed correctly, Yun Luo's plan should be to use the troops of the Wangshu tribe to defend the Wangshu tribe, and then let those small tribes launch a surprise attack from behind Feng Nanbu.

In this way, Feng Nanbu would probably be dragged to death in the Wangshu tribe, but the prerequisite for the completion of this strategy is that Yun Luo must defend the Wangshu tribe.

Otherwise, once Feng Nanbu's army rushed into the Wangshu tribe, the entire Wangshu tribe would be finished, and Yun Luo and other high-ranking members of the Wangshu tribe would also die.

As long as Yun Luo and his men died, those small tribes would lose their backbone, and the final result would be that they would scatter and be destroyed bit by bit by Feng Nanbu.

"I will have someone lead you at that time...where is your contact point?" Jiang Fan looked at the white-robed soldiers and said.

The white-robed soldier told Jiang Fan the contact location and the secret code. Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction and sent him away.

Although he gave the White Robe Army a map, the area was full of dense forests and it would be easy to get lost without a local to lead the way.

The people who could help were, of course, Qing Yucheng and Qing Lingxiu. They were from South Vietnam, were familiar with the terrain, and knew Jiang Fan's identity.