Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

Fuling Mountain Stronghold.

The big boss, Han Bin, is a man who looks like a scholar. He is sitting on the first chair and slowly stroking the sword in his hand.

Several men below were kneeling on the ground, whispering about what they had just experienced.

"Your Highness? Haha!"

Han Bin chuckled and looked repeatedly at the long sword in his hand that was polished to a shiny finish.

"Pass the order down. The Third and Fourth Brothers will each lead a thousand cavalrymen down the mountain and encircle the bandit town from both flanks! Set fire to the imperial army's camp at midnight to disrupt the situation. Then, seize the opportunity to charge in and rescue the Second In Command!"

"As ordered!"

"Report! Boss, the second in command is back!" Just as Han Bin was about to send troops to rescue, a small follower hurriedly ran back and said.

"Are you back?" Han Bin was slightly startled, stood up, and saw Ma Sandao's figure.

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"Second brother, this is bad! You're very likely being followed by the imperial army! Quick, break camp immediately and move to another stronghold!"

After hearing Ma Sandao's words, it was already dusk, and Han Bin immediately stood up and prepared to give the order.

The reason they were able to evade the imperial army's crackdown for so many years was, on the one hand, due to their strong army and on the other hand, Han Bin's keen insight, which allowed him to move his fellow bandits many times to avoid losses.

"Boss, a man has come down the mountain, riding a white horse and wearing gorgeous silk clothes. He claims to be the prince and wants to see you!"

"Are you here so soon? Wait! One person and one horse? No government troops behind?" Han Bin quickly grasped the key point in the minion's words.

"No! Just one man and one horse, with a vast plain behind him, stretching as far as the eye can see. There are no soldiers or horses following him at all!"

Han Bin's pupils shrank slightly: "Second brother, what do you think of this prince?"

Ma Sandao threw the tea bowl to the ground and picked up his sword: "Brother, why waste time talking to him? Since he has come up the mountain, let's go and meet him!"

"Don't be impulsive, second brother!"

Han Bin waved his hand to calm Ma Sandao down and said, "During the conversation between the prince and you, what do you think of his intentions?"

Although my second brother has a rough personality, he is meticulous and can handle things steadily.

"He is quite honest and doesn't seem like a scheming and vicious person! Otherwise, he probably wouldn't let us come back!" Ma Sandao answered truthfully. In fact, he had a pretty good impression of Zhou Chuxuan.

At least, he didn't feel any condescending look in Zhou Chuxuan's eyes.

Unlike some court officials, who look down on others and always give off an air of being nobler than others in their every move.

"Then, let's meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Han Bin said in a deep voice, "Everyone, form your formation and welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince up the mountain!"

"Yes!"

For a moment, the shouts on Fuling Mountain were deafening, and teams of minions lined up on both sides, directly opening a path up the mountain.

Zhou Chuxuan put his hands behind his back, the shouts of the minions rang in his ears, but he remained fearless and always had a smile on his face.

After walking for about half an incense stick of time, Zhou Chuxuan arrived at the mountain village halfway up the mountain.

I saw a towering stronghold in front of me, which was completely different from the ordinary bandit strongholds. The walls of this stronghold were made of poured mud, and their height was comparable to that of the city walls of the capital.

There were hundreds of flags and countless minions holding swords, spears, and halberds, standing on the city wall, looking down at Zhou Chuxuan below.

The weapons flashed with a cold light, which made people terrified.

After passing through the gate of the stronghold and arriving at the gathering hall, they saw Han Bin and Ma Sandao sitting at the top, and six leaders sitting at the bottom.

There were hundreds of strong men in the yard. Each of them was extremely strong and wielded sharp swords and spears, no worse than the imperial guards. Zhou Chuxuan became more and more delighted as he watched, as if he was reviewing his own army.

"Your Highness, to enter my mountain gate, please pass my three tests!"

Han Bin sat at the head of the table, unmoved, and shouted in a deep voice, "If you can pass these three tests, then we can discuss matters. If you can't, Your Highness, please go back to where you came from! From now on, we will not interfere with each other!"

Zhou Chuxuan stretched out his hand and said, "When in Rome, I follow the local customs. Boss, just tell me what the three levels are, and I will accept them!"

"Okay! Your Highness, please look back!"

Zhou Chuxuan turned around and saw a flagpole two hundred steps away with a fist-sized apple on it.

Han Bin smiled and said, "No matter what weapon Your Highness uses, as long as you can penetrate this fruit from 200 steps away, you will have passed this first level!"

"A word is settled!"

Zhou Chuxuan had just taken out the musket from his waist when he saw a few minions on the opposite side picking up flagpoles and starting to run. There were also a few other flagpoles nearby to interfere.

"Hahaha! How on earth could he possibly hit him? Impossible! He looks so delicate, can he even pull a bow and arrow?"

"Bow and arrow? Pull the bow and arrow, but don't let the bowstring break your face! Hahaha!"

"From these two hundred steps away, with the added interference, even if the boss takes action, he can only hit the target once or twice out of ten!"

"You have to know that the eldest master was once a lieutenant in the army. If it weren't for the treacherous ministers who tried to stop him, he would have already become a general! How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who lives deep in the East Palace, have such ability?"

"With this, you dare to break into our mountain gate? You really overestimate your own abilities!"

"Damn it, none of these people in the imperial court are good people. I really want to dig out their flesh and blood and eat them with wine!"

"Hush! Be quiet! Just watch how His Royal Highness the Crown Prince makes a fool of himself!"

Amidst the sighs, Zhou Chuxuan slowly raised the musket in his hand and aimed at the flagpole in the distance.

Isn't it just a moving target? The moving targets he shot in his previous life were farther, smaller and more difficult to hit than this one.

"Wait! What kind of weapon is this?"

Ma Sandao frowned and shouted coldly: "Why don't you use bows and arrows and crossbows?"

He originally thought that Zhou Chuxuan would choose a bow and arrow or a crossbow. After all, at a distance of two hundred steps, only these two things could hit him.

"This is my unique weapon. You only hear the sound, but never see its form! From two hundred steps away, it's guaranteed to hit the target with one strike!"

Zhou Chuxuan's mouth curled up slightly in a strange arc: "Boss, I'm still hungry. I wonder if I can have a meal first after passing the first level?"

"haha okay!"

Han Bin chuckled, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"This guy is still thinking about eating? Does he really think he can pass the first level?"

"Haha, when I went up the mountain, I also thought the first level was easy, but, alas..."

"Didn't you want to compete for the position of the Eight Vajra Kings? But you couldn't defeat any of the eight leaders!"

"Oh!"

Amidst the discussions, Zhou Chuxuan seized the opportunity and pulled the trigger. There was a dull sound, and the apple on the flagpole in the distance exploded.

The scene suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Zhou Chuxuan.

"Boss, where is the second level?"