After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Upon hearing this, the four hesitated. Chen Futu's words were an open invitation for them to rebel!

However, what Chen Futu said made perfect sense.

Like father, like son. The Prince of Zhenbei, a top-tier ninth-rank expert in the Great Qian Dynasty, has a son who is born with a useless body. This matter has always been the most important point of attack against the Prince of Zhenbei by both inside and outside the Great Qian Dynasty.

However, even though she was born with a weak body, the emperor in the palace still did not intend to let her go.

Such behavior can truly be described as callous and ungrateful.

Although they were also generals of the Great Qian Dynasty, they were commanders of the Zhenbei Army. Now that the Prince of Zhenbei has passed away, their protection and reliance have collapsed.

Judging from the emperor's treatment of Chen Futu, even if these generals of the Zhenbei Army were spared from execution due to appeasement, they would certainly not be given important positions, and they would likely spend the rest of their lives in prison.

A general who has risked his life in battle can die a glorious death on the battlefield, but he absolutely cannot live like a dog!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xianming immediately knelt down on the ground.

"Your Highness, Zhao Xianming is willing to serve as your saddle and horse, and to drive you around!"

At that moment, the other three also knelt down and pledged their loyalty to Chen Futu.

Seeing this, Chen Futu was very happy. You see, even his father valued these four people highly. Now that he had temporarily won over their hearts, it would undoubtedly greatly increase his chances of escaping the capital.

Of course, he wasn't brainless. He wouldn't naively believe that these four people would be unconditionally loyal to him just because he was the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei.

After all, these four people have already achieved great success, and the probability of them assisting a prince who has not yet made a name for himself is too small.

Therefore, he first showed the four people his Martial God Body to demonstrate his value, and then took out the imperial edict to explain his predicament, subtly implying to the four that no egg remains intact when the nest is overturned.

Of course, if even this couldn't secure their protection, Chen Futu had no choice but to use the Ninth-Rank Realm Experience Card again to keep them permanently in the mansion.

After all, a kind heart cannot command an army, and a righteous heart cannot manage finances.

Fortunately, the four people's performance meant that Chen Futu did not need to take out his Ninth Rank Realm Experience Card.

“Your Highness, now that you have killed that dog eunuch and have not returned for a long time, that dog emperor will surely become suspicious and take precautions. In that case, when the winter window incident comes to light, it will be difficult to leave the capital again.”

With the four men pledging allegiance to Chen Futu, Zhao Xianming began to take on the role of strategist, offering advice and strategies to Chen Futu.

"Yes!"

Chen Futu nodded; Zhao Xianming's thoughts coincided with his own.

"Your Highness, I have a plan!"

Just then, Zhao Xianming spoke again.

“I and a general will lead eight hundred elite soldiers to attack from the east gate of the imperial city. While we are at this time, you and the other two generals will exit from the north gate.”

"The North Gate is located in the Jue Ling Mountain Range, which is poorly defended. Although the road is difficult and dangerous, it is a convenient route to the northern frontier. Moreover, the North Gate garrison commander, Sun Jingming, was originally a subordinate of the Prince of Zhenbei. If the young master cannot sneak out of the city, it is not impossible to use the Prince of Zhenbei's favor to lure Sun Jingming down the city and kidnap the garrison commander out of the city!"

Zhao Xianming's plan was very thorough, taking into account factors such as feints, garrison strength, and even human relationships.

However, the feint set up by Zhao Xianming will ultimately lead to the deaths of Zhao Xianming and another general, regardless of whether Chen Futu can leave the city.

[Ding! The system has detected that the host is facing a choice!]

[1. Obey Zhou Xianming's arrangements and be rewarded with a bottle of water to disperse discontent and a crystal coffin.]

[2. Leading four generals and eight hundred elite soldiers, you break out of the imperial city. The reward is the Eight Hundred Vanguard Camp, led by General Gao Shun, also known as Gao Xiaofu!]

Upon hearing the system's notification, Chen Futu did not hesitate for a moment.

If he follows Zhao Xianming's plan, there is a high probability that he will escape from the capital.

However, his chance of survival came at the cost of the lives of two generals who had just followed him and eight hundred elite soldiers.

Even if he escapes and returns to the Northern Frontier, will the two generals who followed him still follow him? Will the people of the Northern Frontier still support him as the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei?

To avenge our enemies and ensure the success of our rebellion, we must win the hearts and minds of both the army and the people!

This time, he has already made his own decision.

"General Zhao, if we follow your plan, wouldn't we be throwing away your life and that of eight hundred soldiers in this imperial city?"

Chen Futu looked at Zhao Xianming and said in a cold tone.

Those who achieve great things invariably tread upon countless corpses.

"I was able to protect the Prince's bloodline and pave a way for the Crown Prince to survive. I deserve to die a worthy death!"

Zhao Xianming spoke up.

"That's utter nonsense, pure fabrication!"

"A general who has fought a hundred battles, even if he is to die, should die on the battlefield, wrapped in a horse's hide. This is General Zhao's true destiny."

"If my life were to lead to the general's death due to conspiracy and trickery, my father would probably be so angry that he would beat me to death!"

"Since you acknowledge my identity and are willing to join me in this great cause, then listen to me and fight your way out through the North Gate!"

"Your Highness, the imperial city is heavily guarded..."

Zhao Xianming wanted to say something, but when he saw Chen Futu's resolute eyes, he finally nodded and knelt on the ground.

"I am willing to die for the Crown Prince!"

At the same time, the other three also knelt down on the ground.

At this moment, the way they looked at Chen Futu had a gleam they only showed when they were dealing with the Prince of Zhenbei.

After all, they served the Prince of Zhenbei, not Chen Futu.

If Chen Futu really agrees to Zhao Xianming's plan, they will be willing to die for the sake of the Prince of Zhenbei, but they will never sincerely pay homage to Chen Futu!

"Gather eight hundred elite soldiers and march to the North Gate!"

This imperial city is a vortex of danger from all sides; every minute you stay here increases the risk.

"Yes!"

Before long, at the gate of the mansion, Zhao Xianming and his four generals gathered eight hundred elite soldiers inside the mansion.

Chen Futu glanced at the soldiers and spoke in a dignified tone.

"The four generals should have already explained the details to you."

"That dog emperor can kill me, but the blood of the Zhenbei Army must not be shed in vain. I will be the first to object to erasing the merits of the Zhenbei Army soldiers."

"Soldiers!"

"exist!"

"Come home with me, back to our home in northern Xinjiang!"

"Yes!"

Eight hundred people, not many in number, but their momentum was earth-shattering, their shouts tearing through the sky!

"go home!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Futu, holding a long halberd and riding his precious dragon steed, led eight hundred men toward the North Gate.

Chen Futu made no attempt to conceal his presence, and followed the eight hundred men as they stepped out of the mansion.

Inside the palace, the elderly emperor, well past fifty, sat on the dragon throne. For the first time ever, a smile appeared on his usually cold and emotionless face.

"Chen Muye, your son has been driven to rebellion by me!"

"I've been controlled by you for so many years, I can't let my son be controlled by your son too!"

At this point, the old emperor's face turned cold, and he spoke without any emotion: "Send three thousand imperial guards to the North Gate to join forces with the North Gate garrison to attack and completely eliminate Chen Futu!"