He glanced at his son, who was still staring in confusion, and sighed softly. They were obviously about the same age, so why was there such a big gap?
"In normal times, you can win over, divide, and slowly take over the Peking University camp. With the support of His Highness, it only takes a matter of time."
"But in these extraordinary times, if we want to control the Beida camp in the shortest possible time, we can only cut through the mess quickly. Those eleven people naturally hugged each other, and Liu Bincheng has just died, so they will definitely be extremely resistant to you. You can only
I can imitate His Highness the Prince's method of furiously beheading Liu Bincheng, and scare everyone with his killing."
Su Zhenting's explanation made Li Chen sigh that the old man is still hotter.
Li Chen then said to Su Pingbei: "The risk is too high, but don't forget, you are the grandson of the God of War, you have your father behind you, and I have the support of this palace, so you don't have to worry about anything."
"But you also need to pay attention to a killing method. How to kill is the safest and when to kill will have the greatest effect. It all depends on your own thinking."
After speaking, Li Chen cupped his hands to Su Zhenting and said, "General Su, I haven't thanked you for your help today."
Su Zhenting hurriedly raised his hands and said, "His Royal Highness, you have offended me. Everything is as it should be."
Li Chen smiled silently and said, "Then I'll trouble General Su and I to go and count the batch of treasury silver."
"As it should be!"
Seeing the two people leaving the camp one after another, Su Pingbei was still confused.
The more he looked at these two people, the more he felt that they looked like two foxes, one old and one young, or foxes with visibly flashing fangs, bloodthirsty, and capable of eating people.
The eleven officers of the Peking Camp may never have imagined that His Highness the Crown Prince was already planning how to kill them from the moment he killed Liu Bincheng.
It's a pity that they naively believed the prince's words that he would not be held accountable, thinking that they had escaped and ascended to heaven...
Su Pingbei's whole body was trembling, and he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"Your Highness, when you killed Liu Bincheng in anger before, it was too risky."
After leaving the camp, Su Zhenting spoke in a low voice.
He didn't know if the prince, who was so iron-blooded and bold, could listen to his words, but since the Su family was now tied to the East Palace warship, he had to give advice.
Li Chen nodded and said warmly: "General Su taught you a lesson."
"But...I have no choice but to do this."
Li Chen glanced at the soldiers around him who would respectfully give way to salute whenever he passed by, and said calmly: "In this Beida camp, it looks like Liu Bincheng's iron bucket, but I don't know how many powerful eyes are hidden there.
, Zhao Xuanji, Zhao Jianye must be keeping an eye on everything that happens here."
"So I cannot retreat, let alone give in. No matter how big the risk is, even if a mutiny is provoked, Liu Bincheng must be killed, as soon as possible. Unless he dies, my prestige in the army will be ruined, and no one will
Take my words seriously."
Looking towards the direction of the capital, Li Chen sneered: "I don't want to be forced into the palace by that old man Zhao Xuanji again. Any authority is based on military power."
"Thirty thousand Yulin guards guard the capital. They can be divine soldiers descending from the sky to protect the capital, or they can be the sharp sword in Zhao Xuanji's hand that can kill me at any time. If this sword is not in my hands, I will have trouble sleeping and eating.
"
Su Zhenting's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but look at the prince Li Chen beside him.
How much pressure and shocks does that figure bear, who seems cold and domineering, and can even break his promises and gain weight?
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the east side of the camp, and saw the mountains of large wooden boxes piled up in the distance.
Several boxes were opened, and white snowflakes and silver were neatly arranged in them. Under the blue sky and white sun, they reflected a burst of pearls.
Four million taels of treasury silver really corresponds to the idiom of piles of silver. Anyone who sees it will be extremely shocked.
