Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 115
After receiving the imperial order, Fan Zhuoyuan was amazed by the system's accurate prediction, and was even more doubtful about the existence of the system, but there were obviously more important things to deal with at this time.

After seriously thinking about the countermeasures, Fan Zhuoyuan first sent a letter to Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, asking him to go to Emei to look for Guo Xiang and ask for the broken dragon sword.

In ancient times, there was a picture of Jing Ke with a poor dagger. Today, Fan Zhuoyuan may not be unable to sacrifice his sword to kill the king!

But once this matter is done, there is no way out, and the chain reaction triggered may not be all within his expectations.

So until he had no other choice, Fan Zhuoyuan would still try to take conservative actions as much as possible, but if he wanted to make a move, he had to make sure that the blow was successful!
Therefore, as soon as the imperial court's decree came, Fan Zhuoyuan started to activate his backhand and sent a letter to Japan, addressed to his father and Fan Pengcheng.

In fact, now Fan Pengcheng has completely emptied Fan Wenhu, and Fan Wenhu can't control anyone except eating, drinking and enjoying himself.

In the letter Fan Zhuoyuan sent to his elder brother, he only made it clear that he should ignore the imperial decree, build more warships, seal off the sea area, and build more defenses against the Yuan invaders.

If the court bureaucrats threaten and decide to send troops to deter, they will immediately raise troops, behead the officials of the Yuan court, destroy the court garrison, and formally separate the regime!

I believe that Fan Pengcheng can understand what he means. As for the [-] soldiers, I am afraid that they will take the initiative to mutiny after hearing about the dispatch of them to return to China to conquer Annan.

At this time, just kill Kublai Khan and Prince Zhenjin.

There will be infighting among various forces such as the Korean and Chinese financial management faction, the Han-French faction, as well as nobles and bureaucrats over the matter of establishing a reserve.

When the dust settles, all parties will inevitably be hindered, and there will be no spare power to attack Japan.

At that time, it will be 3.5 years to change the emperor to see if their national strength can withstand the toss.

When Fan Zhuoyuan was thinking about various things in his mind, Zhang Xiaoxiao jumped up and tapped him on the head.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at it in astonishment, Zhang Xiaoxiao said angrily: "I helped you build the boat, but you didn't even have a thank you?"

Fan Zhuoyuan rubbed her head with his big hands, and said, "The boat was built for you too, so thank you."

"What do you mean!"

Zhang Zhiyi walked out of the cabin with a clever smile, and said, "Xiaoxiao, General Fan means that we will go to Japan with his family."

"why is that?"

Fan Zhuoyuan said calmly: "The imperial court wants me to be in command and lead the [-] troops to conquer Japan and then fight for Annan."

Zhang Xiaoxiao said in amazement: "Isn't this the defeat of an army of 50? Hundreds of thousands of people have died, and they still have to fight?"

"If you win the battle, you will restore the country's prestige. If you lose, you can also completely wipe out the elite of our southern army, so as to relieve the troubles in the heart of the Emperor Tartar."

"This...then, uncle, are you going to fight this battle?"

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the coastline, and said leisurely: "I will not take the lives of [-] soldiers as a promotion for my family, so I will enter the pilgrimage. If the emperor agrees that I reorganize the Chinese army and attack Annan, I will You can issue a military order and give him an explanation, if one hundred thousand soldiers must be sent back...huh!"

Fan Zhuoyuan himself had no objection to taking command to conquer Annan, because since the Northern Song Dynasty, the Annan area had frequently invaded the country's borders, and incidents of burning, killing, and looting occurred from time to time.

The imperial court often relapsed after a period of suppression, and the Central Plains dynasty was often disturbed.

But Fan Zhuoyuan has a way to deal with them. In fact, the combat effectiveness of that group of people is not very strong. As long as they can fight against the geographical climate and reduce non-war attrition, it is not difficult to destroy them.

What's more, the Yuan court conquered three times, and their country was destroyed twice. The country's military strength and economic losses were serious, and it was the right time to destroy its nation.

Of course, the premise is that Kublai Khan agrees to Fan Zhuoyuan's proposal. If he does not agree, and insists on sending those [-] soldiers back to Middle-earth to dig out the foundation of the Fan family, then Fan Zhuoyuan will have nothing to do but die.

"The Tartar Dog Emperor won't agree!"

Fan Zhuoyuan rubbed Zhang Xiaoxiao's head again, "Don't you know how to disguise? I adopted a family of refugees the year before last, and you can help me disguise them and dress them up like my mother and others.

Before I went north, you two sisters went to Japan by boat with my mother and others. "

Zhang Zhiyi said worriedly: "General Fan, you are afraid of offending Tianyan, and then harming your family."

"It may not be as simple as offending Tianyan. In fact, Mingjiao has discovered your sisters a long time ago, but because of my family's protection, they dare not touch you two for a while. Speaking of it, you have only one way to go to sea."

Zhang Xiaoxiao drooped his head and said, "Big man, if the dog emperor finds out that your family has gone to sea, he will kill your head."

Although Fan Zhuoyuan smiled ugly, he was full of confidence, "My neck is very stiff, and the ghost knife can't cut it.

There have been two Laos in the past two years, otherwise things on my side may not be handled so smoothly. "

After finishing speaking, Fan Zhuoyuan solemnly bowed his hands to the two sisters to express his gratitude.

Two days later, Zhang Sanfeng's Flying Pigeon letter reached Fan Zhuoyuan's hands.

The letter stated that he had invited Guo Xiang to go to Dadu, but nothing else was said.

After all preparations were completed, Fan Zhuoyuan first wrote a letter, expressing his willingness to lead the expedition to Annan. At the same time, he stated that he had found the Dragon Slaying Saber and would like to present it to His Majesty in public.

Then he got up and went north, and then entered Yuan Dadu.

Passing through Xuzhou, I came across a blacksmith's shop not open in the city or town, but on the left side of the official road in the countryside, next to a teahouse.

Fan Zhuoyuan got off his horse to drink tea, but he saw the bearded teahouse owner, who looked more like a bandit than a businessman, he looked familiar to him.

After pouring tea for Fan Zhuoyuan, he immediately sat opposite Fan Zhuoyuan.

"Walk in the rivers and lakes, drink tea in the wild shop on the road, and never set up your defenses?"

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the other person's eyes, and the more they looked, the more familiar they looked, but he said: "I have my own method to identify whether there is poison or perspiration in the tea."

With his current cultivation level, toxins can enter the body, and he can use his ability to control blood essence to expel the toxins from the body. As long as there is not much poison in the abdomen at the beginning, it can be easily resolved.

The boss said: "I was originally a blacksmith in the blacksmith shop next door, and this teahouse was not a serious teahouse at first.

How many of the shops that can be opened in the barren mountains are not doing business without capital?
So I killed his family and took it for myself. "

"So you can also do business without capital, and take over the original boss's business?"

The other party smiled lightly, stood up and said, "Do you dare to come in with me to have a look?"

Fan Zhuoyuan drank all the tea and followed in without any hesitation.

There is a backyard in the teahouse, and there is a pig shed in a corner of the backyard. Although the space inside is large, it is dirty and stinking.

After Fan Zhuoyuan followed up the shack, he saw several bloody clothes and hats thrown in the corner, all of which were the little white hats worn by the faith and the traditional Mongolian costumes, all of which were stained with blood.

"Of course I will do business without capital, but I only kill the fat ones, not the thin ones. In this world, how can there be such rich fat sheep as the Semu people and the Mongols. Hero, you think it's good."

Fan Zhuoyuan turned his head, and saw that the boss turned into the inner room of the shack, which should be the place where pig feed is usually cooked, and there was a smell of chaff and a bit of blood.

(End of this chapter)