I'm a useless prince, so what if I know a little bit of chemistry?

Lin Fan's words shocked everyone in the court, and no one even noticed that the memorial he was holding fell down.

Hailong stared with dead eyes and forgot to remind the court officials to observe etiquette.

At this moment, the court officials seemed to have a common question in their minds: How dare he lead only a few thousand people to fight against an army of hundreds of thousands?

Oh, no, then one soldier is equipped with two war horses, so Lin Fan has at most a thousand people. A thousand people against a hundred thousand, that means one person is fighting against a hundred people.

How is this possible? A thousand people can defeat an army of hundreds of thousands. Even if it were a god descending to earth, it would not be more than this, right?

But is Lin Fan a god?

The initial shock has disappeared, replaced by ridicule and questioning.

"One or two thousand people want to fight against an army of hundreds of thousands?"

"Even if you stretch your neck and wait to be killed, it will take a day or two!"

"Even if a martial saint were alive, he couldn't do it. Even the world's number one general, Huangfu Pengwu, couldn't do it, right?"

"It's okay if there are a thousand Huangfu Pengwu, but where are there a thousand Huangfu Pengwu in the world?"

"..."

There were more and more voices of doubt, but Lin Fan still had the same expression, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which had not changed at all, as if he was mocking, mocking these ignorant people.

Lin Rui was not far from Lin Fan. At this moment, Lin Rui did not act like a court official, but could not help but feel secretly delighted.

It is true that if there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, you will end up in hell even though there is no door.

"Cough cough!" Emperor Liang coughed heavily and put his thoughts behind him.

Hai Long heard Emperor Liang coughing and quickly came to his senses. He then discovered that the Golden Throne Hall was in chaos and immediately shouted, "How can you yell in front of His Majesty?"

The civil and military officials finally reacted and looked up, and saw that Emperor Liang had a dark face. So the civil and military officials bowed to Emperor Liang in tacit understanding and said, "We have lost our manners in front of you, Your Majesty. Please punish us!"

Emperor Liang had a dark face, waved his hand, and said, "This will not happen again."

In this situation, Emperor Liang could only say this. Wouldn't it be possible to punish everyone just by saying one sentence?

Emperor Liang looked at Lin Fan, frowned, and asked, "Fan'er, do you really want only two thousand war horses?"

Lin Fan looked at Emperor Liang with a determined face and said, "That's right. I only need 2,000 war horses. I will prepare the rest myself. When the time comes, we can naturally rescue the general."

Emperor Liang looked at Lin Fan, while Lin Fan looked at Emperor Liang with a determined expression.

Emperor Liang wanted to see something from Lin Fan's face, but apart from Lin Fan's determination, he could not see anything else, so he had to give up in the end.

At this moment, Emperor Liang began to deduce countless possibilities in his mind. No matter how he deduced it, if Lin Fan took one or two thousand people to rescue Nian Gui, he would never come back.

The best outcome would be for Lin Fan to lead his men around the encirclement and then launch a surprise attack on the Xiongnu royal court. In this way, Nian Gui would naturally be saved.

But this would certainly lead to encirclement and suppression by the Huns, and Lin Fan would almost certainly be killed, and then Daliang might be counterattacked by the Huns.

However, what the Huns are most proud of is their cavalry. Now that stirrups and saddles are already popular, there is naturally no need to worry about the Huns' cavalry. As for the Huns' infantry, there is even less need to worry about them.

After careful consideration, Emperor Liang decided to let Lin Fan give it a try, but he certainly would not place all his hopes on Lin Fan.

"Okay, I agree. I will give you war horses for three thousand men." said Emperor Liang.

"I will promote you to the rank of General Po Lu. You must rescue the general." Emperor Liang looked at Lin Fan and said.

"Thank you, father." Lin Fan said.

This was also an unexpected surprise. Although there were no substantial rewards, these were exactly what Lin Fan needed.

The ministers of Lin Rui's lineage believed that Lin Fan would die on this trip, and they didn't care at all about any reward a dead person received.

"Where is the Iron Hat King?" Emperor Liang asked again.

"I am here." The Iron-hat King Lin Zhengguo stood up and said.

"I will give you 100,000 troops and send you to escort General Po Lu to the north. Once you get to the north, you will confront the Xiongnu and then act according to the circumstances. Is it possible to do this?" Emperor Liang said.

"I obey your order." Lin Zhengguo said.

Wang Chengen and the others saw that the matter was already a foregone conclusion, and could only secretly pray that Lin Fan had a good life.

Once that is decided, the only thing left is the scheduling issue.

Of course, these will not be resolved in the morning court, but will need to be arranged slowly afterwards.

The war horses promised to Lin Fan were easier to deal with, but the dispatch of 50,000 people would take at least two or three days.

After the morning court session, Lin Rui walked up to Lin Fan and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Brother, brother, it's you who's anxious to die this time, you can't blame me."

Lin Fan smiled faintly, ignoring Lin Rui's ridicule, and instead talked about Wang Chengen's daughter.

"Prime Minister Wang's daughter, you can let her go now."

Lin Rui smiled, as if he had guessed that Lin Fan knew what he had done, but it didn't matter because Lin Fan had already fallen into the trap.

"Of course, I am a prince after all, so I will not do anything to a woman. When I return, I will send someone to send her to Wang Chengen's residence. You don't need to worry about this. You should worry about yourself, my good brother."

Lin Fan laughed and said indifferently: "Why do you want to think about it? Wouldn't you be the happiest if I died?"

“No, no, no. If you die, big brother, I will cry very sadly.” Lin Rui looked heartbroken, as if Lin Fan was really dead.

"Then you just wait a few more days and hope that the Huns can kill me, otherwise you will be disappointed." Lin Fan said more and more anxiously.

After saying that, Lin Fan left quickly.

Even from a distance, one could still hear Lin Rui and the court officials talking.

"My Lords, I am your host today. Let's meet up in the Friends Building and get drunk."

Lin Fan didn't care about it at all. After leaving the Wuchao Gate, he went straight to his own mansion.

"My lord, you're back?" Heisha asked in surprise.

The black sand was not taken to Jiangnan by Lin Fan, but was left in the capital to train Lin Fan's own death squad.

It is impossible for Lin Fan to rely on others for everything, so Lin Fan must have his own manpower in his hands so that he can protect himself.

"Well, how was the training?" Lin Fan asked.

"There have been preliminary results." Heisha replied.

Lin Fan nodded, and suddenly remembered that there was a death warrior in the capital, so he asked, "You said before that there was a death warrior left by my mother in the imperial city of the capital. I wonder who that person is?"

Lin Fan thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out who the assassins his mother left behind were, and where they were.

"The Marquis may not have had much interaction with that person." Heisha said.

"Oh? Who is it?" Lin Fan asked curiously.

"Grand Scholar of the Imperial Academy, Liu Hongjing."