Dozens of Imperial Guards were merely the most basic tactic; the real trump card was the thousands of city garrison troops.
Even surrendering was just an act; he broke free of his restraints the moment he left the palace and was rescued onto a horse.
Fang Yuan, who hadn't appeared despite the commotion in the Fengtian Hall for so long, was apparently making final preparations.
Even the commander of the Imperial Guards was amazed, feeling that even without the legitimate son, the eldest prince and his mother could not defeat this second prince.
To gain power and ascend to the throne, civil officials are only needed to win over the people, while military generals are the key.
The First Emperor, who conquered the world, always had several war gods by his side and invincible soldiers.
Now, Zhu Changyu led three thousand city guards all the way to the imperial city.
"If the Grand Commander doesn't want the city to be filled with blood, he should surrender quickly." His brows and eyes grew colder and more gloomy, and all his reluctance was forced back into his pupils. "Fifth Imperial Brother, in the end, only one of us can live."
A kind heart cannot command an army, and a righteous heart cannot engage in commerce.
If you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm.
Those who plot rebellion will die, and if the rebellion succeeds, the legitimate regime will perish.
When the struggle for power begins, they are destined to be irreconcilable enemies.
The Imperial Guards turned around, their gazes falling on Chang Yan along with those of the city garrison, Zhu Changyu, Fang Yuan, and the sunlight dancing in the sky.
Whether to fight or surrender, whether to drag everyone down with them or to bravely face death alone, all these decisions rested with this Crown Prince.
Jiang Sheng's palms were wet with sweat in the crowd, Wen Zhiyun's smile faded, and Zheng Ruqian grinned.
Only after Xu Mo and Chang Yan exchanged a glance did they look towards the city gate.
There, waves surged, dust billowed, and horses galloped.
Who should fear whom, and who should surrender?
Chang Yan grinned, a mixture of pain and pleasure on his face. "Second brother, now it's your turn to make a choice."
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