Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

Su Zhan was also somewhat surprised. His thoughts had been entirely focused on Stone City, and he hadn't considered anything else.

But Bai Zhanqiu suddenly told him that an important person wanted to see him, which was quite interesting.

In fact, Su Zhan also had many thoughts about important figures, after all, he was Han Chinese, and Han Chinese have a natural affinity for each other.

The fact that an important person wants to see him is naturally a sign of appreciation and trust.

He didn't know what his master expected of him, and where his master was.

So he nodded and said, "It's all up to the second-in-command."

Bai Zhanqiu nodded and said, "Alright, I'll make the arrangements. Get things done as soon as possible. In the meantime, everyone should do their job and do everything they're supposed to do. Just do what the Third Master just said and get the whole grassland in motion."

We must develop all forces that can be developed, unite all people that can be united, and stir up all the sparks that can be stirred up, so that the fire grows bigger and bigger, so that the tranquility of this grassland disappears, and everything is revitalized.

I remember a saying that goes, "Wildfire cannot burn it all; the spring breeze will bring it back to life."

When this fire starts, the entire grassland will be engulfed in flames. After the fire is extinguished, a new world will emerge. We must seize this opportunity to retaliate against that damned royal court, against everyone around us who dares to provoke us, dragging them all into that inferno, inflicting heavy losses on them, and then we'll pin them to the ground one by one, slowly bleeding them dry.

The managers were all very happy to hear this, as it was exactly what they wanted to do.

Today's meeting is of great significance. They will strictly follow the instructions of the second and third leaders and do everything they can.

And so, the meeting came to a close, and everyone sprang into action.

Su Zhan was left behind by Bai Zhanqiu, who was going to contact the person in charge above him; there would be results soon.

The next day, Wild Chicken Neck came to inform Su Zhan that the important person was ready and hoped that Su Zhan would go to see him.

Afterwards, Wild Chicken Neck led Su Zhan outside the city, instead of staying inside.

After traveling a hundred miles south, the group stopped in an inconspicuous little village.

Then Wild Chicken Neck said to Su Zhan, "Third Master, the important person is in the village. You must go alone. Your subordinates can no longer accompany you."

Su Zhan nodded, and then, alone with a sword and a horse, he slowly walked towards the small village.

He wanted to see what this so-called important figure of the empire was really like and what his plans were.

Su Zhan reined in the horse, its hooves kicking up fine dust on the dirt road at the village entrance.

The village was eerily quiet. A few mud-brick houses were scattered among the withered grass, and there was no one in sight. The only sound was the rustling of the wind.

He dismounted, tied the horse to a crooked tree, placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

The words of the pheasant were still echoing in my ears: the important person was in the village.

This village seems ordinary, yet it exudes an inexplicable eeriness, like a lurking beast waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.

He walked slowly, his boots making a slight creaking sound as they stepped on the cracked ground.

The village is small, with only about ten households. The doors and windows are tightly closed, and there isn't even a sound of dogs barking.

Su Zhan felt no fear, only curiosity and anticipation.

The bigwig behind the Raptors, the powerful figure in the Empire, is finally about to reveal himself.

He wanted to know who this person was. Was he a brilliant general, or a cunning strategist? More importantly, how would this person propose the idea of ​​starting a prairie fire?

Su Zhan walked to the center of the village and stopped in front of an inconspicuous tile-roofed house.

The wooden door creaked open, and an old man with a hunched back, leaning on a cane, coughed as he walked out.

He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his face was deeply wrinkled, and his eyes were clear like those of an old man, revealing a sharp insight into the ways of the world.

"You are Su Zhan?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice. "Come in, the master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Zhan nodded slightly and followed the old man into the house.

The room was simply furnished with a table, a chair, and an oil lamp, casting a dim, yellowish light.

A man sat behind the table, dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome face, and looked to be around 40 years old.

He was toying with a jade thumb ring in his hand. When he saw Su Zhan come in, he looked up and smiled. His smile was as gentle as jade, which made Su Zhan's heart skip a beat.

He appears weak but possesses a steadfast and imposing presence, clearly someone who has long held a high position.

"Su Zhan, the third leader of the Fierce Dragon Gang, greets Your Excellency." Su Zhan clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, neither humble nor arrogant.

He caught a faint scent of ink, and on the table lay a scroll of parchment, a map of the grasslands.

The locations marked with cinnabar were the sites of the Blackwater Gang, Wild Dog Gang, and Wild Chicken Gang's destruction, as well as the location of the Royal Court's Golden Tent.

"Please sit down." The important figure gestured to the wooden bench opposite him, his voice calm. "My name is Xiao Yan, counselor of the Northern Border Military Governor's Office of the Empire. No need for formalities."

"Your deeds have already been sent to me by carrier pigeon."

He pushed a cup of hot tea over, its warmth carrying a subtle warmth.

"From Blackwater Swamp to Wild Dog Bay, and then to Black Bear Village, you have done a great job, especially the Wild Chicken Gang, which has shaken up the entire grassland. The cave slaves are working together from the inside and outside, and their methods are deeply rooted in the essence of military strategy."

Su Zhan accepted the tea but did not drink it. He said in a deep voice, "Thank you for your praise, sir! The grasslands are not yet pacified and the royal court still exists. I dare not take credit for this."

"I am requesting an audience today to hear your instructions, sir."

His gaze swept across the map; the vermilion markings were as red as blood, glaring and alarming.

Xiao Yan chuckled softly and pointed his finger at the Golden Tent Royal Court on the map.

"Your suggestion of a prairie fire is brilliant; chaos has erupted on the grasslands, but the fire isn't burning bright enough yet."

His tone turned cold. "The real culprit is Huyan Zhuo, the Left Wise King of the Royal Court."

He devours wolves and tigers, using trash like the Wild Dog Gang and the Wild Chicken Gang to test you yourselves before hiding behind the scenes.

"If we cannot behead him, even a raging fire will be extinguished."

Su Zhan's eyes narrowed. "What does Your Excellency mean?"

"I want you to set this fire on the front of the Golden Tent." Xiao Yan took out a copper talisman from his sleeve and pushed it in front of Su Zhan.

The bronze talisman is engraved with dragon patterns, and the characters for Beijing are written on the north side and the back side.

"The pawns that the empire has planted on the grasslands are not only the Fierce Dragon Gang, but also the Lone Wolf Tribe in the northwest and the Iron Cavalry in the south. They are all former Han Chinese troops who have long suffered under the royal court."

This talisman can command them to help you.

He paused, then lowered his voice, "Your strategy is correct—uniting all forces that can be united—but it's not enough."

"You have three things to do next."

Su Zhan gripped the bronze talisman tightly; its cool touch invigorated him.

"Your Majesty, make it clear!"

"First, continue to incite slaves and lower-class tribesmen. The more the royal court oppresses them, the stronger their desire to resist will be. Give them swords, money, and provisions, and let them start a fire in the heart of the grasslands."

Secondly, by plundering the royal court's trade routes, where would Huyan Zhuo get his silver? Cut off his source of income and demoralize his army.

"Third," a cold glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, "assassination!"

"Huyan Zhuo must die. My men have found out that he will hold the Naadam Festival at the Golden Tent on the fifteenth of next month. That is a golden opportunity. You will personally lead the team and make sure to kill him in one blow."

Su Zhan took a deep breath. Assassinating the Left Wise King of the Royal Court was a life-or-death gamble.

But the fierce courage in his blood was also ignited. Wasn't this the raging fire he wanted? This was exactly what he wanted to accomplish.