July 8, late at night.
Lanling City, Imperial Palace.
Inside Qingde Palace, the Crown Prince was reading the telegram in his hands.
The telegram concerned the Southern Border.
After the First Prince and Prince Li arrived in the Southern Border and began their operation on the night of July 5, Lanling City had received the news.
But thousands of miles away, even after receiving the news, Lanling City could not change the final outcome.
Send reinforcements? With Prince Li there, sending troops or Peak Experts from the nearest province in such haste would only be sending them to their deaths.
Notify the soldiers stationed throughout the Southern Border to retreat at once?
They only needed to block the main routes, and most people would never escape.
Order the soldiers of the Southern Border to resist to the bitter end?
Some had indeed chosen to fight to the death, but that could not change the overall situation.
In the end, all Lanling City could do was have some soldiers who were steadfast but unable to escape resist to the bitter end, while destroying most of their weapons, equipment, and resources rather than leaving them to the rebel army.
Then, a small portion of the elite forces were scattered and evacuated along minor roads, leaving the Southern Border.
Of course, they also had some people feign surrender and serve as spies within the enemy ranks. In just two days, the Crown Prince and the assembled ministers had made many arrangements.
The Crown Prince had not rested once since receiving the news.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the anger he could not conceal burned in them.
He had anticipated what the First Prince might do.
But he had never imagined that Prince Li would suddenly rebel and stand with the First Prince.
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