We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

When two bodyguards came back carrying Wang Lun, who looked like a blood gourd, he was already somewhat unconscious.

Li Che asked someone to bring a bucket of cold water and poured it over his head.

Wang Lun used all his strength to open his eyes a crack, and when he saw Li Che with a kind smile, his body suddenly stopped.

"Wang Sicheng, are you more sober now?" Li Che asked in a gentle tone.

Wang Lun was deeply afraid of Li Che at this moment. His voice was weak and trembling: "Your Highness...what exactly do you want to do?"

Although there were conflicts between the Yan noble families and the King of Yan, even to the point of assassination, it was ultimately a secret struggle that could not be made public.

How could someone like Li Che kidnap and beat people in broad daylight?

"The King of Yan gave me three thousand horses. I wonder if the Minister Wang would like to discuss this in detail?"

"Of course we can talk," Wang Lun said hurriedly. "Your Highness, please send someone to get it right away. I will prepare the paperwork."

Li Che smiled slightly.

Isn't this possible cooperation? It seems that the Yandi family is not as unreasonable as the King of Yan said.

"This king wants a real warhorse, understand?"

Not all horses are war horses. According to their functions, horses can be divided into categories such as pack horses, draft horses, stallions, and war horses.

War horses account for the smallest proportion among them.

If Wang Lun pretends to obey but actually disobeys and instead selects 3,000 pack horses that can only pull carts, passing them off as inferior...

Li Che himself was fine, at most he would just be tired and then beaten up.

But Wang Lun’s small body might not be able to withstand a second beating.

Li Che considered himself a considerate person and could not bear to see him suffer physical pain for the second time, so he reminded him.

Wang Lun trembled like a sieve: "It is certainly a top-notch war horse."

"So, very good."

Li Che stood up, helped Wang Lun up from the ground, and said with concern:

"Wang Sicheng, drink less next time. How could you accidentally fall like this? If I hadn't seen you, I'd have been disgraced."

Wang Lun was in so much pain that he could only nod his head repeatedly.

"Go, get a set of clean clothes for Wang Sicheng," Li Che instructed Qiu Bai, who was standing beside him. "Then take him to the Horse Inspection Office and bring back my three thousand war horses."

Qiu Bai suppressed his smile and left after receiving the order.

When Wang Lun was escorted out of the military camp, he happened to meet the old steward of Prince Yan's Mansion carrying a birdcage.

The old butler had met Qiu Bai once before and nodded politely.

He glanced at the person with a swollen face beside Qiu Bai and suddenly felt that he looked familiar.

Without thinking much about it, he walked into the camp to ask to see Li Che.

When Li Che heard the old butler asking for a meeting, he immediately knew that it must be the Saker Falcon that Prince Yan had sent him.

Li Che was delighted and immediately stood up and walked to the door of the tent. He personally supported the old butler who was about to bow.

"Are you here, old man, to bring me a bird?"

The old butler quickly said, "Your Highness is wise. My Highness has instructed that the Saker Falcon be delivered to you as soon as possible."

Li Che happily took the birdcage from the old butler and looked inside.

In the cage, a pure white Saker Falcon stood proudly, its feathers as pure as fresh snow, and its eyes stared at Li Che with great intelligence.

The little thing seemed to know that the man in front of it was its future master, and its eyes never left Li Che.

"This bird has been tamed by a bird trainer and can do some basic things," the old butler continued, "but it is not yet an adult and its bones are not yet fully formed. Your Highness will need to take the trouble to train it for some time."

Li Che nodded and said, "Don't worry about that. In my spare time, I have read some miscellaneous books on taming pet animals, so I have some understanding of this."

Speaking of this, we have to mention Li Che's ex-girlfriend who is a trainer at the zoo.

When Li Che accompanied her on duty, he even touched a tiger's butt. He could still control a Saker Falcon that had been almost trained.

Seeing that the Saker Falcon had been delivered successfully, the old butler stood up and said goodbye.

Li Che tried to persuade him to stay and asked about Haidongqing's situation. Then he asked someone to take some reward and personally escort the old butler out of the camp.

Halfway through the journey, Qiu Bai happened to bring back his warhorse.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, yellow dust was rolling, and three thousand war horses were neighing incessantly, which was quite spectacular.

This attracted a large number of soldiers to come out and watch.

The team leaders couldn't wait to step forward and start scrambling to choose horses.

Li Che stood with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly, and shouted loudly: "What are you arguing about? Get back here!"

When a group of ferocious soldiers saw Li Che, they immediately walked over obediently like mice seeing a cat.

Li Che ordered, "Where's Wang Hu?"

Cavalry Battalion Commander Wang Hu excitedly stepped forward and saluted: "I am here."

"The cavalry battalion has been expanded to 1,500 men. You will immediately select the best troops from each battalion. Your cavalry battalion will also select the warhorses first."

Wang Hu clasped his fists and accepted the order, and couldn't wait to pick someone.

It’s not that Li Che doesn’t want to expand more cavalry, but not all soldiers are suitable for fighting on horseback.

Generally speaking, southerners are good at water battles, while northerners are good at riding and shooting.

Most of Li Che's men were from the south, and many of them had never ridden a horse. Even if they had managed to learn how to ride, they were just mounted infantry.

"The remaining war horses will be divided equally among the remaining battalions," Li Che ordered. "Every soldier must learn to ride a horse. Even if they can't fight on horseback, they must at least be able to march on horseback."

Everyone responded loudly and followed Wang Hu away.

Only Qiu Bai and other personal guards were left, looking at Li Che pitifully.

Li Che couldn't help but smile when he saw this: "You guys go and pick one too, one for each of you."

Qiu Bai and others hurriedly thanked him and went to choose horses happily.

After the guards left, Wang Lun, who was covered in wounds, stood out.

The old butler took a closer look at him and finally recognized his identity. He said in surprise: "Your Highness, this is from the Wang family..."

"Oh." Li Che said casually, "This is my good friend. Thanks to him, I was able to bring these horses here so smoothly."

When Wang Lun heard this, his body trembled, his eyes turned red, and he almost cried.

The old butler's look was even weirder.

Friend? Coming out of your camp and getting beaten like this?

What kind of weird way of making friends is this?

However, because Li Che had always treated him with great courtesy, the old housekeeper couldn't help but persuade him:

"Your Highness, if you treat the Wang family this way, you will probably be resented by the northern noble families."

Li Che smiled slightly: "It's okay, Fourth Brother treats me so well, giving me weapons and war horses, I should return the favor and find a way to repay Fourth Brother."

The old butler was shocked: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

"Isn't this aristocratic family a source of worry for Fourth Brother?" Li Che said with a gentle smile. "As a vassal king of Yan, it's not easy for Fourth Brother to take action against them, but I, the king, have no scruples."

"If they attack me, I can take advantage of the opportunity to destroy a few of them for fun, which can also be regarded as helping Fourth Brother solve his problems."