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

"Your Highness, this is wrong. If we don't resist the enemy, do we have to rely on the civil servants to talk nonsense and flirt with us?"

As he was speaking, an arrogant voice came from outside.

I saw a group of generals surrounding three people and walking into the conference hall aggressively. They did not sit down, but either put their hands on their hips or crossed their chests and looked at Zhou Chuxuan.

"I wonder what the three generals' names are? What positions do they hold on the frontier?" Zhou Chuxuan was neither angry nor annoyed. He slowly poured himself a cup of tea, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

"My name is Wen Tianhai, and I'm the commander-in-chief of this frontier army!" The slightly plump man in a red robe at the head bowed slightly as a greeting to Zhou Chuxuan.

Then he pointed to the two thin, dark men in black robes beside him and introduced them, "These two are the vanguard officer He Jian and the military advisor Zhu Wu!"

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"

The generals saluted Zhou Chuxuan lazily, their voices lazy, as if they had not woken up yet.

Zhou Chuxuan nodded and drew the long sword from his waist. "The imperial sword is here, why don't you kneel down and bow?"

The golden hilt and the blade gleaming with cold light made the generals kneel on the ground unwillingly: "At your service, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Very good! Immediately, evacuate all civilians from the border! Only five days' worth of dry food is allowed to remain in the city. The rest must be transported away!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar, and all the generals looked at Zhou Chuxuan with burning eyes, especially the three main generals.

Wen Tianhai frowned, and even stood up from the ground: "Your Highness, the morale of our soldiers at the border depends entirely on the support of the people. If the people all withdraw, what will happen to our soldiers?"

"Retreat too!" Zhou Chuxuan put away the imperial sword and replied indifferently.

"What?" He Jian's pupils shrank, a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes. "Your Highness, are you teasing us? We have been ordered to guard the border, how can we retreat?"

"That's right, Your Highness, if you are afraid of death, just retreat! We will not retreat!" A group of generals followed and shouted.

"Not retreating?" Zhou Chuxuan's lips curled up slightly. "Since you're not retreating, then organize your troops and march out of the city now to annihilate the aliens. Why are you allowing them to clamor outside the city?"

The generals who were shouting just now fell silent in an instant, slowly lowered their heads and remained silent.

It's okay to let them shout slogans, but if they are asked to face the ferocious and wolf-like foreign cavalry, their legs will go weak.

"Your Highness, this is the strategy I've devised to gradually weaken the enemy's arrogance outside the city. Once their momentum is weakened, we'll lead our troops out in one fell swoop, and we'll surely achieve complete victory!"

Wen Tianhai stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness has lived in the inner palace for a long time and is not familiar with the affairs of the battlefield. So, how about you rest for a few days before discussing the war?"

"General Wen, are you questioning me, or the Imperial Sword? I'm giving you orders, not consulting with you!"

Zhou Chuxuan held the imperial sword in his hand and looked at Wen Tianhai and other generals with a burning gaze. Lao Yang and other personal soldiers blocked the entrance of the hall, holding crossbows and muskets.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun and the arrow flashing with cold light, Wen Tianhai's heart tightened. He had naturally heard of the power of this crossbow.

Zhu Wu's throat rolled slightly as he whispered, "Your Highness, you want all the people in the city to evacuate. What is your intention? Tell us the truth, so that we can feel at ease! Otherwise, how can the tens of thousands of soldiers on this frontier obey your orders?"

Zhou Chuxuan sneered: "I have 35,000 elite soldiers under my command. Even without your help, I can still defend the border!"

"Old Yang, pass on my order. Thirty-five thousand soldiers will immediately relieve the city's defenders. The defenders will immediately withdraw from the border to rest!"

"Yes!"

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this? Are you going to take away our military power?" Wen Tianhai was furious, with one hand already on the hilt of the sword.

"No! General Wen, you've worked hard guarding the border, so please go down and rest. We'll take care of the rest!"

There was a cold light flashing in Zhou Chuxuan's eyes. This man actually dared to reach out and touch the hilt of the sword in front of him. He had a traitor in his head and must not be allowed to stay!

"Your Highness, we..." Wen Tianhai wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhu Wu: "General, Your Highness has the Imperial Sword in hand. Since you are here in person, we will just obey your orders!"

"Wait! Vanguard General He Jian and General Lin Ye will stay, the rest of you can go!"

As soon as Zhou Chuxuan said this, the eyes of all the generals in the audience instantly fell on the two of them, especially Wen Tianhai, whose eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

He Jian's throat rolled slightly, and he naturally felt the fiery gazes of these generals. His heart was shocked and he looked at Zhou Chuxuan.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very scheming. With just one sentence, he created a rift between the generals on the border.

Wen Tianhai walked out of the conference hall and walked in front of the generals. His face was extremely gloomy and he did not speak for a long time.

"Grand Marshal, are we just going to give up the border to them like this? We can't do that. If we lose the border, or if they really drive the enemy back, we will most likely be punished!"

"Yes, Marshal, we have many secrets in the city. Are we really going to withdraw like this?"

The generals were extremely anxious. They had been holding positions for many years and doing nothing. They could make money at the border without letting the border fall. They were living like fish in water.

The border and foreign races are like necessary conditions for the survival of these people, and no one can do without the other.

Wen Tianhai took a few deep breaths and looked at Zhu Wu: "Military Advisor, what do you think?"

"Grand Marshal, I think it's best to obey His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's orders first. Firstly, he's the Crown Prince, and there's a difference of status between us. We can't disobey his orders! Secondly, he holds the Imperial Sword, and if we disobey, we'll be disobeying his will!"

Zhu Wu pondered and said, "For the time being, we will follow His Royal Highness's orders and retreat outside the city. When they can no longer hold out, they will ask us for help! Then, the initiative will be back in our hands!"

"Military Advisor, your words make sense. It's all right for the Crown Prince to have some fun in the palace, but he actually dared to come to the border and give orders. Isn't that just empty talk?"

"Haha, in my opinion, within three days, he will be begging us to go back!"

The generals were talking about it, obviously not believing that Zhou Chuxuan would lead the troops to fight.

Wen Tianhai nodded: "Okay, then let's do as the military advisor says! Let's go, let's leave the city! Also, leave a few people behind to keep an eye on Lin Ye and He Jian!"

"Yes, Generalissimo!"

The meeting hall.

He Jian and Lin Ye stood side by side, looking at Zhou Chuxuan who was drinking tea without saying a word, feeling puzzled.

"Who is willing to lead the troops into battle?"