After Liu Jin and the others left, the military camp immediately erupted.
"My lord, the Imperial Court has gone too far in bullying us. We absolutely cannot agree to this just like that."
"My lord, the Imperial Court is sending us to our deaths. We must be on guard!"
"My lord, the Imperial Court harbors sinister intentions. It is utterly despicable."
"..."
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, their fury blazing to the heavens.
They all knew that the Imperial Court intended to kill with a borrowed knife and kill two birds with one arrow.
It wanted them to fight Prince Fu's Residence to the death, draining both sides' strength and reaping the rewards like a fisherman watching two snipe and a clam fight.
Shen Chongyuan burned with rage, his face twisted ferociously.
How could he not understand what they were saying? Yet he had no way to resist.
In the past, Cool Prefecture had the threat of the grasslands, and he could use that as an excuse to shirk responsibility.
The Imperial Court also did not dare let the Grassland People truly break into Cool Prefecture, so it had not pressed him too hard.
But times had changed.
Li Xuancang had repeatedly defeated the Grassland People. With strong soldiers and sturdy horses under his command, he guarded Sweet Spring Commandery, forming an insurmountable barrier that left the Grassland People unable to advance even an inch.
With Li Xuancang as that barrier, the Cool Prefecture Army and Shen Chongyuan were no longer indispensable. The Imperial Court was ready to turn its blade on them.
"My lord, only if the Grassland People send out their troops can we have a reason to refuse the Imperial Court's arrangements."
As long as the Grassland People launched a massive attack, they could refuse the