Fang Fan shouted in a deep voice, and anyone could hear the firmness in his tone.
This was not an impromptu idea on his part, but a premeditation.
This plan actually had a first draft when he rushed to Jianye, but after that, his energy was occupied by the small world of the First Emperor's Mausoleum and he couldn't spare any time to do it, so he had to put it on hold and quietly explore it to avoid alerting the enemy.
Because as long as he conquers the scale horse clan, Ning'an can get at least 30,000 mounts, coupled with the long-hungry flame archers and several other cavalry.
In a very short period of time, 30,000 cavalry can be organized. No, we should not say organization, but soon 30,000 soldiers with riding specialization will be transformed from infantry to cavalry in a gorgeous way.
The infantrymen who were already elites already had riding skills. With a little familiarity and several bloody battles, Du Fangfan could easily acquire several elite cavalry units.
This is definitely a sublimation of Ning'an's combat power. The cavalry is the king of the cold weapon era. It can restrain most types of arms, and with mounts, they are naturally superior to short-legged arms.
Both mobility and combat power far exceed that of infantry.
What's more, for Ning'an, which does not have an organized cavalry, this is extremely strategic.
"Understood, all parties are now ready. Rune reins, horse catching teams, and supplies have been prepared.
Now we just have to wait for the lord to arrive with a suppressive army to implement the plan."
Fang Fan nodded when he heard this, expressing his understanding.
Although the scale horse tribe has joined the Hundred Tribes, they are not good at fighting, and their strength is actually not very strong. As long as they take care of the innate talents that are being nurtured, they will be easy to deal with.
However, if you want to subdue it and prevent other problems, it is best for Fang Fan, who has absolute suppressive power, to come to the scene.
Immediately afterwards, Tang Jiajun turned over this article and continued to read the next incident.
After dealing with today's matters, Fang Fan entered into practice. On the river, the water spiritual power was extremely strong, and the Xuan Emperor's True Shape Diagram in Fang Fan's body was moving at a very fast speed.
On the river as wide as a lake, you can see everything at a glance. Fifteen huge ships passed by at high speed. The water surface was calm without any ripples.
After a long time, the pressure lingering above dissipated, and then water animals slowly emerged from the water, fighting and killing each other, plundering and escaping, and the normal situation of this water area was restored again.
The sailing time passed by in a flash. As the only territory with a surface fleet, Ning'an's sailing did not encounter any obstacles.
Even the two water beasts fighting on the water were frightened away by Fang Fan's aura and did not dare to stand in front of the fleet.
The only complication was that during the voyage, many landlubbers showed great discomfort. Facts have proven that there is no direct correlation between cultivation and seasickness.
The only good thing is that as you become stronger, your adaptability becomes stronger accordingly. After taking seasickness medicine and adjusting your breath a little, no more serious consequences occurred.
Finally, the fully loaded fleet finally reached its destination after a week of sailing.
Fang Fan, who had some sense of it, came out of the room early, came to the edge of the fifth floor, and looked at the Ning'an flag slowly emerging on the horizon.
And the huge port slowly reveals its main body under the Ning'an flag.
The port equipped with the behemoth five-story five-story ship is also huge.
In order to build this port, we swept hundreds of miles of rivers but failed to find a suitable location. In the end, we were forced to choose a barely feasible location.
Then, he used the power of his military spirit to dig out the river, deepen the river, and split the river bank directly into a cliff as smooth as a mirror.
It took countless manpower and material resources to build this port, and finally gave these behemoths a harbor to dock, instead of floating on the water day after day, like lonely ghosts.
It can only be connected to the shore by pontoons.
But even so, this port is not permanent. Due to terrain problems, although buildings and formations have been constructed to guide and resist the water flow, the power of nature is infinite.
Under the erosion and sedimentation day after day and night after night, the gaps that have been dug out but do not conform to the laws of nature will eventually be filled up. This point formation method and architecture cannot avoid it.
Therefore, we still need to carry out large-scale maintenance on it regularly, and dig and clean it with the power of military soul.
Only in this way can these behemoths that should be galloping on the boundless ocean be allowed to dock in inland rivers.
But these are not the focus at this moment. The focus at this moment is the few tiny figures on the grand building.
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the familiar figure, feeling the familiar aura, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved in a gentle arc.
"Get ready to dock!"
Zhao Jun's steady voice echoed over the fleet, one sail after another fell, and one formation after another began to drive in reverse.
The speed of these behemoths slowly slowed down, and the huge inertia carried by them was all poured into the water, offset by the drive of the formation.
When the fleet approached the port, the speed of the large ship was already very small. If they were not looking at the getting closer and closer to the port, the people on the ship would not even notice that the large ship was moving.
Bang!
The heavy building ship made a dull sound as it docked. The gelatinous edge of the port and the edge of the building ship groaned with difficulty, absorbing the last inertia. The building ship rebounded slightly and then fell into a ban.
Da da da!
With a crisp sound, thick wooden boards were pulled out after a long time and placed on the shore. Fang Fan suddenly appeared in front of the central board with a smile on his face and led Tang Jiajun directly onto the board.
Step by step on the wooden plank, many figures waiting at the port came forward to greet him. But when Fang Fan finished walking on the plank and stepped on the ground of the port.
Bang bang bang!!!!
There was a surge of spiritual power, followed by dull cannon blasts. Salutes exploded in the sky one after another, and colorful fireworks fell down, giving this huge port a sense of festive joy.
And at the moment when the salute sounded, Li Yan, Li Mo, Su Li and others who came to Fang Fan bowed and shouted in unison.
"Welcome our lord to triumph!"
"Welcome our lord to triumph!"
As their voices rang out, the entire port, countless workers, and soldiers standing guard cheered in unison as if they had practiced well. The sound surrounded them, and the salute in the sky was extremely shocking.
"Fancy."
Fang Fan glanced at them and said something. They were shocked when they heard the words, but when they saw the smile on the corner of Fang Fan's mouth, they were all relieved, and Li Yan came over with a playful smile.
