With an Army of Millions in Hand, You Call Me a Useless Prince?

Li Fan traveled through time and became the biological son of the Empress of Zhou Dynasty. Just when she was about to lie down and enjoy it, the empress forced her to go to the grassland to get married. When faced with the start of the collapse, Li Fan did not panic at all. He married the princess of the prairie, used the vicious trick of killing three soldiers with two peaches to provoke infighting among the tribes in the prairie, undermined the strength of each tribe with favor orders, bribed the clan leaders of each tribe with silk and other luxury goods, and suppressed the eighteen tribes in the prairie with peerless force. As spring turned to winter, Uguli Khan came over with a bright yellow robe, knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly: "Tian Khan, please put on a yellow robe when it gets cold." Li Fan put on a yellow robe, restored the Tang Dynasty, and led an army of millions to fight against the enemy. One after another eight hundred miles of urgent letters flew from the grassland to Chang'an, and all the civil and military officials were in an uproar. "The despicable and shameless thief has ascended the throne in the grassland. He overestimates his own capabilities and brings about his own destruction." "The ferocious Li Fan led an army of 300,000 men to break through the border. No one could stop him at the point of his sword." "His Royal Highness, the Sixth Prince, uses his troops as fast as the wind, his aggression as fire, and his military sage as if he were alive. He has already approached Jing Zhaoyin." "His Majesty, the most noble and supreme emperor, has finally returned to his loyal Chang'an." Outside the blood-stained Xuanwu Gate, Li Fan looked at the empress and said with a smile: "Queen Mother, please call me Your Majesty."