We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

Shi Cheng originally thought that even though Zhou Tianze led the cavalry, he didn't have much experience, so they still had a chance to win.

But when they saw that Lin Tong was leading the troops, Shi Cheng and the others were completely desperate.

They stood there, their hearts filled with mixed feelings. The key was that none of them believed they had the ability to defeat Lin Tong.

Zhou Tianze, however, did not feel that way.

Isn't he just an instructor of the Imperial Guards?

He already knew the news, and at the time he thought it was Lin Chong, but there is no Lin Chong in this world.

Without much thought, he cupped his hands in greeting to Zhou Rui, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Father, I wish to participate myself."

Zhou Rui was taken aback, and immediately frowned.

"Are you going to play?"

"Have you forgotten about Hou Tian?"

He was already subtly reminding Zhou Tiancheng that if he went on stage, he might be ambushed.

Zhou Tiancheng himself knew this principle, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

But he quickly recovered.

"Father, after all, they are soldiers trained by your son. I have confidence in them."

"Of course, there's another point: as their commander-in-chief, how can I sit idly by and watch?"

"While I could remain in the camp as immovable as my third brother, I believe that as the Crown Prince, I cannot do so."

Everyone was stunned, especially Zhou Rui.

He spoke with a blank expression.

"So what if he's the crown prince?"

"You and the third prince are both my sons. Don't you understand the principle that a wise man avoids dangerous situations?"

"If the third brother can stay at the camp, why can't you?"

Zhou Tiancheng glanced at everyone, his gaze finally settling on Zhou Rui.

This moment.

He drew upon his acting experience from his previous life, and he seemed no longer to be the movie star, but rather a flesh-and-blood character he had once portrayed.

He then repeated that line.

"The king dies for the state, the crown prince guards the nation's gate!"

"In my opinion, as the Crown Prince, I am ultimately different from my third brother."

Even if this is just a grand competition, even if swords and spears are merciless on the battlefield, even if I might be ambushed, this is not a reason for me to back down.

He spoke softly, but his tone was extremely serious.

It's as if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, but he still wants to brave them.

at the same time.

Upon hearing this, both civil and military officials changed their expressions.

Some civil officials, who hadn't been looking at him before, turned around in astonishment at this moment, staring at Zhou Tiancheng with almost blank expressions.

Qin Zhi'ang's face turned ashen, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were about to kill someone.

"The king dies for the state, while the crown prince guards the nation's gates?"

Zhou Rui read it aloud again, then looked at Zhou Tiancheng in front of him with a sudden realization.

a long time.

Zhou Rui suddenly laughed.

"Cheng'er, you've finally grown up."

"I knew it! My son and hers are definitely not some incompetent fools!"

"I promise you, regardless of whether you win or lose this time, I will give you another chance!"

What opportunity?

Zhou Tiancheng didn't ask, but he understood.

A chance to retain the position of Crown Prince, a chance to compete with Zhou Tianze!

Qin Zhiang, who was standing to the side, had regained his composure. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at the Crown Prince, much less at Zhou Rui.

Because in his eyes, the killing intent could no longer be concealed.

After Zhou Tiancheng and the others had finished chatting, Qin Zhiang stood up.

"Your Majesty, I just remembered that some people from my Ministry of Rites seem to be participating in this grand competition. I must go and take a look, and I hope they won't bring shame to my Ministry of Rites."

Zhou Rui didn't take it to heart and focused on talking to Zhou Tiancheng.

He even felt that Zhou Tiancheng was too slow to mature, but fortunately it wasn't too late. He just wanted to pour all his imperial skills into Zhou Tiancheng's mind.

Zhou Rui then waved his hand, letting Qin Zhiang leave.

Qin Zhiang walked out and soon arrived at a military camp.

Xue Fan, the Vice Minister of Rites, was reading in the military camp at the moment. When he saw Qin Zhi'ang, he quickly stood up and bowed.

Qin Zhi'ang's expression was somewhat indifferent. He looked around, and Xue Fan then dismissed the others in the tent.

At this moment, Qin Zhiang slowly spoke.

"I don't care what you do, the Crown Prince must die this time!"

I have no choice but to die!

The king dies for his country, while the crown prince guards the nation's gate.

Upon hearing these ten words, Qin Zhi'ang felt immense pressure!

The key point is that he suddenly realized that even when comparing Zhou Tianze and the Crown Prince, Zhou Tianze was no longer the Third Prince who always had the upper hand!

He won't be at ease as long as the crown prince is alive!

Thinking of this, Qin Zhiang walked to Xue Fan's side and spoke in a very low voice.

"If necessary, even if it stirs up a monstrous storm, we must eliminate the Crown Prince!"

Xue Fan remained silent, only bowing with his hands clasped in greeting, clearly indicating that he had agreed.

Qin Zhi'ang was relieved and turned to leave.

When he returned to the tent, Zhou Tiancheng and the others had already left.

Back at the National Protection Army camp, everyone was putting on armor.

Everyone else wears paper armor, but Zhou Tiancheng is clad in iron armor.

There's another person similar to him, Zhou Tianze.

It should be understood that this competition was a contest of military skills between generals, and to maintain harmony, not a single piece of iron was allowed to enter the battlefield.

This is also why the Ministry of Works specially crafted armor and weapons.

But the Crown Prince and Zhou Tianze were of such high status that no one dared to object, even though they were clad in iron armor. They were all eager to fight and making their final preparations.

At a command, all the teams rushed into the hunting grounds, like wild beasts about to begin their hunt.

The grand competition has finally begun.

The eight areas were randomly shuffled, and the head coach drew lots to select the areas.

With the aim of protecting the camp and the military flag, everyone immediately set up protective measures.

On the National Protection Army's side, Xinhua and Xiao Shi, along with other centurions, gathered in the central army camp to await arrangements, but Zheng Ye'er was the only one absent.

She was sitting next to the Duke of Huguo, watching with a sullen expression.

At the same time, there was expectation in her eyes.

Zhou Tiancheng has said that if he wins the championship this time, he will propose marriage.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ye'er blushed a little and stared intently at the hunting grounds. Although there were only some trees in her view, she felt no annoyance at all.

Whenever she heard footsteps, she would instinctively prick up her ears to listen.

The guards were running back and forth, bringing back information from the front lines. From these snippets of information, Zheng Ye'er kept imagining what Zhou Tiancheng looked like.

Was he giving a serious order?

Or perhaps a gentle reassurance to calm agitated soldiers?

Zheng Ye'er was surprised, but her fingers gripped the handkerchief tightly.

Beside her, Zhou Rui and the civil and military officials were either drinking or eating, occasionally offering their comments.

That's the overall situation of the competition.

At the same time, the newest guards ran back.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's Protectorate Army is currently logging timber, and the Third Prince has already led his troops there. It is estimated that the first chaotic battle is about to break out."

Before the first guard had left, another guard ran in.

"Your Majesty, the troops from the Ministry of Rites have already moved to the rear of the Crown Prince's camp. The Crown Prince has nowhere to retreat."

Zheng Ye'er's heart jumped.