Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"do not worry."

Qin Ming walked up to him with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.

Logically speaking, this should be as gentle as a spring breeze, and should make people feel comfortable when interacting with them.

But at this moment, Lan Chongshan's face was stiff and he didn't dare to breathe.

They were afraid that Qin Ming's next words would put forward a condition that they could not bear.

"I only have two conditions, and the second one is pretty good for you."

Qin Ming still spoke in a gentle tone, but Lan Chongshan didn't believe a word he said to him.

"By the way, which tribe is Elder Lan from?"

“We are from the Black Mountain tribe.”

"Then let me ask you, what is the strength level of the Black Mountain Tribe among the hundreds of tribes?"

"First tier... there aren't many people stronger than us. Our tribe has over 7,000 people and occupies a large territory."

Hearing this, Qin Ming finally nodded in satisfaction.

"Elder Lan, have you ever considered that the disintegration of the hundreds of tribes in the south has lasted for hundreds of years? When will your group, a group of scattered people, ever develop?"

Lan Chongshan looked a little puzzled.

I don't know why Qin Ming suddenly said this, but he still answered honestly:

"It's not easy to unite. We're not like the plains where you can unite people by building a few cities. Sometimes we're separated by a mountain, and it takes a whole day and night to walk to each other."

"How difficult is that? Wouldn't it be easier to just build a few cable cars going up the mountain, or a ropeway going down?"

Qin Ming looked at Lan Chongshan in surprise. He found that the technology in the hands of these southern barbarian tribes seemed to be more backward than he had imagined.

But it doesn't matter.

After a pause, Qin Ming stared into Lan Chongshan's eyes and slowly said:

"Is Elder Lan interested in unifying the hundreds of tribes in the south?"

"what?"

Lan Chongshan looked up at Qin Ming in disbelief.

After reconfirming that his expression was not a joke, he immediately shook his head and said:

"If you want to use our power to rule this place, I absolutely won't agree. We don't have the strength to do so. Even if all the people of the Black Mountain Tribe were killed, it would be impossible to intimidate them."

His words were already very conservative.

They are a tribe of only a few thousand people. If these people fight with real guns and swords, they may be able to wipe out several tribes and capture all their elderly, children and women.

But this is not unsustainable and very difficult.

In the southern mountains, as long as the tribes don't want to fight them.

Just find a hill to hide in and it will be difficult for others to chase you.

"Of course I know, but I can give you power, such as firearms, engineering technology, food and so on."

Qin Ming spoke to Lan Chongshan in a gentle and persuasive manner.

The reason why a person with a very high status was specially invited was because the other party had the conditions to cooperate with Qin Ming to rule this area.

"Then why would you help me for nothing?"

Lan Chongshan stared at Qin Ming warily.

Qin Ming shrugged and corrected him:

"I didn't help you for nothing. After unifying or occupying a large area of ​​land in the southern mountains, I will need you to help me. At that time, you will become a vassal state under my command."

"Of course, by then, you will be able to personally end the centuries-long division among the southern tribes. This will be an unprecedented and unparalleled achievement. Perhaps you will even go down in history as a local hero, praised by future generations."

Qin Ming's words touched Lan Chongshan's expression.

But he still gritted his teeth and said:

"Which local leader would willingly serve under you?"

"You will."

Qin Ming looked calm and spoke seriously.

"Why? I don't understand."

"Because you will never defeat me, but you will always need me."

"you……"

Lan Chongshan suddenly felt like he was being used as a chess piece.

This made him, who was highly respected, feel very uncomfortable.

"Go back and think about it. I'll have the troops withdrawn and the mines negotiated within half a month. I'll handle the rubber discount myself."

"As for whether you will cooperate with me, I hope you can give me an accurate answer the next time you see Elder Lan."

Qin Ming did not urge him any further, but ended the negotiation directly.

Seeing that Qin Ming was about to order them to leave, Lan Chongshan immediately asked the most crucial question.

"If I don't agree, will you do it yourself?"

"Who knows."

Qin Ming smiled and didn't respond to him.

Hearing these words, Lan Chongshan's heart suddenly fell into the abyss.

When he went out, his legs were shaking.

This is a difficult decision that will most likely betray everyone in Nanman.

But it will definitely bring success to him and the Black Mountain Tribe.

Along with Qin Ming's military order.

Early the next morning, Liu Chuang and Wu Qingye both returned home.

Both of them had a look of wanting more.

However, the soldiers following behind them had fatigue on their faces that could not be hidden, which showed that their endurance had reached its limit.

"Your Highness, you called us back just in time. We just ran out of military rations."

Wu Qingye walked forward with a smile.

Qin Ming also spoke to him:

"For those of you fighting guerrilla warfare in the wild, I always go through a lot of trouble to provide you with military rations. Next time, you won't have to go so far."

"Alas, sometimes the battles in the mountains and forests are beyond my control."

Having said that, Wu Qingye sighed helplessly.

"Next time, I'll bring more food, but less ammunition."

Listening to the questions he asked, Qin Ming suddenly remembered something good.

"If you break the food into pieces and press them into cubes, and carry them on your back, taking a dozen or so with you every time you go out on a march, it should be enough to last you for a long time."

After hearing what Qin Ming said, Liu Chuang and Wu Qingye were stunned.

"Your idea is really interesting. I think it's feasible."

"But what food is to be broken?"

Both of them looked at Qin Ming curiously.

This idea was a strategy Qin Ming came up with by combining some modern compressed biscuits.

They can be made from wheat, ground into flour, and then bound together with oil and sugar.

Make it into a sugar and oil mixture!

In this way, the nutrients needed by the human body can be provided immediately.

Once made, the storage time of food can be greatly extended.

And it allows Qin Ming to easily provide food and supplies to the Black Mountain Tribe, which may cooperate with him.

Thinking of this, Qin Ming immediately pulled the two of them back to the warehouse in the military camp.

"Come with me, let's go and see if my idea works."

"If this works, it will be much easier for us to transport supplies in the future!"

"Let's go!"

All three of them became interested.

Immediately rush to the warehouse of the military camp.

They got some wheat, set up a big pot and started trying.