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

When Huang Chen arrived with his men, this was the scene that greeted them.

He was completely stunned.

Huang Chen was no ordinary person; he had seen battlefields.

He also knew what a team with a military spirit was like.

But the army before him shattered his imagination of what an army was.

It's as if this group of people in front of me only have one thought in their minds, and for that one thought, they are willing to make any sacrifice!

What is this?

This is no longer the spirit of the military!

This is a belief, a faith!

Huang Chen suddenly came to his senses and shouted the order.

"Quick! Save them!"

The imperial guards who had come with them rushed forward one by one, killing off the assassins while also subconsciously glancing at the formidable team in front of them.

There was no mockery in their eyes, only fear!

These factory guards, who were used to the dark side of things, felt fear towards the steel-like army in front of them!

Not far away.

Xue Fan narrowed his eyes.

"They arrived so quickly?"

He sighed, but did not stop moving forward; he gripped his sword even tighter.

He ignored the group of foolish soldiers; his eyes were only on the Crown Prince.

This is what an assassin should look like!

"Die!"

Xue Fan acted swiftly. Just as the Imperial Guards were about to gain control of the situation, he broke through the encirclement and arrived directly in front of the National Protection Army.

He ignored the ants blocking his way, and the moment his warhorse was overturned, he leaped up and charged directly at Zhou Tiancheng!

The sword was drawn, its tip pointing directly at the Crown Prince!

"You dare!"

Huang Chen roared as if his blood vessels were about to burst.

He grabbed a long knife and threw it out suddenly.

The knife grazed Xue Fan's body, one end of it disappearing into the ground; there was no way to stop it!

Huang Chen's heart sank.

It’s over.

What will he do if the Crown Prince dies?

But the next moment.

His eyes suddenly widened!

The group of National Protection Army soldiers rushed forward one after another.

They faced Xue Fan's sword without the slightest fear, standing firmly in front of the Crown Prince!

Zhou Tiancheng stood there, his eyes filled with hatred, not fear.

He didn't take a single step back. The sword tip got closer and closer to him, but he didn't even glance at the sword. In his eyes, there was only anger towards Xue Fan!

Xue Fan was stunned.

He had never assassinated such a person before.

He had seen people who were not afraid of death, but he had never seen such naked hatred!

Before he could even get close to Zhou Tiancheng, he was pounced on by countless people.

He felt as if he had stabbed someone, but the next moment, teeth bit into his neck.

That was the pain of flesh being torn apart.

Someone was tearing at his neck like a wild beast!

Xue Fan was somewhat incredulous. He tried to lower his head, but the sword in his hand was snatched away, and his finger was bitten off!

The intense pain made him want to make a sound, but all that came out of his throat was a hissing sound of bubbles.

My blood vessel was bitten through!

My stomach is smashed!

He was like a chicken caught in a pack of wolves, instantly falling apart!

He stared intently at Zhou Tiancheng, his mind filled with questions.

On what grounds?

Why is Zhou Tiancheng not afraid? Why are these people not afraid?

A warhorse in motion—would anyone be afraid of that?

But why is there only anger and hatred in their eyes?

Before he could figure it out, his consciousness had already faded away.

When the crowd dispersed, all that remained in the middle of the field was a pile of Xue Fan fragments.

His head was relatively intact, but below his collarbone, there wasn't a single piece of good flesh left; it had been gnawed to pieces!

Even the imperial guards, who were used to torture, felt a chill at this moment!

Zhou Tiancheng merely glanced at Xue Fan before calmly looking at his own brothers.

"Clean up the battlefield and bring the brothers home!"

"Those who die in battle will each receive a subsidy of one hundred taels of silver for their families!"

"Those who are injured will each receive fifty taels of silver as a reward!"

"Everyone should be posthumously awarded the First-Class Merit! The imperial court may not acknowledge it, but I, the Crown Prince, will!"

"From now on, no matter who dares to provoke you, as long as you are in the right, I, the Crown Prince, will stand up for you! Even imperial princes and nobles are not allowed to insult or bully you!"

"Did you all hear me clearly?"

All the members of the National Protection Army stood up straight, their eyes filled with ferocity, which had not subsided even at this moment.

But reason still prevails.

In response to Zhou Tiancheng's call, they instinctively gave a reply.

"Listen carefully!"

The group then dispersed and began collecting the bodies of their fallen comrades.

Fifty people.

At least thirty people died, and more than a dozen were seriously injured. Only two soldiers survived, but even these two had mouths full of blood and were ferocious.

Looking at this group of people, Huang Chen felt a strange sense of respect.

He walked over to Zhou Tiancheng and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Your Highness, are you injured?"

Zhou Tiancheng calmed down a bit and shook his head.

"Uncle Huang, I'm fine. They've protected me very well, but I need a group of doctors. I'd like to trouble you to invite the imperial physicians over to treat them."

Huang Chen nodded slightly, glancing at everyone with a complicated expression.

"That's only right. They saved the emperor and deserve good treatment."

"I brought the imperial physicians with me, so I'll have them treat your injuries."

Zhou Tiancheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he looked up, he saw Lin Tong leading a large group of troops over from a distance.

Seeing that Zhou Tiancheng was alright, Lin Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Shi immediately knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness, this humble general is incompetent and has caused the deaths of so many brothers. I beg Your Highness to punish me!"

Zhou Tiancheng stared at him blankly for a moment, then remained silent.

Xinhua rushed over immediately.

"Your Highness, please forgive us. If the Tenth General hadn't kidnapped the Third Prince, we wouldn't be here by now!"

"Please, Your Highness, spare the Tenth General this time, considering his unwavering loyalty."

Why did Xiao Shi apologize?

Because he's the head of the reconnaissance battalion!

An assassin broke into the military camp and almost killed the crown prince. If he doesn't apologize, who will?

At this moment, Xiao Shi felt extremely angry, but he didn't know who he was angry at. He only hated that these assassins were too cunning!

Zhou Tiancheng did not immediately take disciplinary action; instead, he turned to look at Huang Chen.

"Uncle Huang, what exactly happened?"

"Where did these people come from? Why do they have iron knives and swords?"

Huang Chen provided the answer.

"His Majesty's guards have been bribed. It's likely that all your plans were leaked to the assassins, which is why this happened today."

"Don't worry, from now on, our factory security will take over this area. Those who want to harm you won't escape!"

Zhou Tiancheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand and looked at Lin Tong with a tired expression.

"General Lin, you will continue training the troops for the competition in my place. Hou Feng is the only one left. I believe he should have no problem winning the championship."

"I need to get an explanation from my father!"

"I will never let those who killed my brothers get away with it!"

Lin Tong breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and then recounted the situation at the general's camp.

When Huang Chen heard that Xiao Shi had kidnapped the Third Prince, even he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Shiyi.

This person is incredibly audacious, kidnapping a prince! Does he have a death wish?

But he didn't say anything, pretending not to hear.

Zhou Tiancheng also looked at Xiao Shi, but there was no blame in his eyes. He just said something softly.

"From now on, take off your mask and live your life. Zhou Tianze recognizes your mask, but he doesn't recognize you as a person."

"After changing our names, there will be no more 'Ten Generals of Fengcheng's Ten Ghosts,' only the battalion commander of my National Protection Army's reconnaissance battalion!"