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Chapter 656 - 656 656 The Two Princes Who Fell Out

656: Chapter 656: The Two Princes Who Fell Out 656: Chapter 656: The Two Princes Who Fell Out “Why suddenly summon me back for this?

I was planning an underwear design show.” Sikell said with impatience as he looked at Coruas.

If it weren’t for this guy’s insistence, he wouldn’t have returned before tomorrow.

At that moment, however, Coruas was at a loss for words.

Indeed, Sikell’s attire was quite headache-inducing.

What was with this underwear ensemble?

Moreover, it was women’s underwear, decorated with all sorts of weird and bizarre patterns.

The hobbies of the youth nowadays are just too enigmatic, baffling others with their incomprehensible desires.

Shaking his head, Coruas strained not to look at Sikell’s strange outfit.

“I summoned you back this time because something very important has come up.

Take a look.”

“Just tell me straight,” said Sikell, showing no interest in the documents.

Coruas felt helpless.

With such a personality, how would he ever be king?

Even if he managed to ascend, wouldn’t there be problems?

It’s a pity that if Coruas hadn’t already bound his fate with Sikell, he would have no desire to continue supporting such a figure.

“Here’s the thing.

Prince Oro has joined forces with Bo Yan and raised an army, pointing their spears at the Imperial City.

It looks like they’re serious about rebelling.” They had both known about this earlier, but at first, Coruas wasn’t inclined to believe it.

However, as the investigation progressed, Coruas realized that the matter seemed to be true.

“That bastard, daring to do something like this.

Let’s take action too and quickly eliminate him,” Sikell said.

The two had a good relationship before, but once they became adversaries, both were merciless.

Such ruthlessness and disloyalty made Coruas furrow his brow.

Had he known the Prince was like this, he would have never allied with him.

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now.

“Indeed, we need to take action, but we must keep enough strength to protect ourselves.

Now, another batch of Undead Mages is heading south, and the Beastmen are getting restless too.”

They didn’t know what exactly had happened, but they were aware that trouble was on the way.

“I don’t care about all that.

I just want to kill that bastard who dares to snatch my throne.” In Sikell’s eyes, the throne was his, and nobody else had the right to covet it, not even his own brother.

If they dared to entertain the thought, then they were to be killed.

He would never leave them an escape route.

Oro wasn’t the only one to die; none of his family could be left alive.

“I need you to think about how to mobilize the troops.

We have enemies too, and we’re already restrained,” Coruas said.

Coruas was somewhat helpless.

Did this guy only ever consider his own thoughts?

Or rather, did he never think at all, remaining totally unaware of consequences?

“How many troops did the second one use?”

“Two hundred thousand.

Gathering that many troops on short notice is no easy feat.”

“Then I’ll use two million.

I want him to realize that the throne is not his to even dream of.”

Was this guy crazy?

Let’s not talk about the impossibility of mobilizing that many troops immediately.

Even if they were mobilized, who would command them?

Among the nearby territories, only Coruas could handle the task.

If the Prince took charge, it would be utter chaos.

They’d collapse without even facing the enemy.

Coruas shook his head: “No, we can only deploy a maximum of five hundred thousand, and initially only one hundred thousand at most.

The rest of the troops will have to be mobilized slowly, we can’t just send them all at once.”

“What, only a hundred thousand?

How would that do?

They couldn’t possibly defeat them,” Sikell protested.

“War isn’t just about numbers.

They have enemies beyond us, including forces from the Imperial City.

If we just stall, their own lands will start to oppose them too,” Coruas explained.

Such a direct military uprising can never be justified.

If they could secure a swift victory, that would be one thing – others might not object and could even tacitly approve.

But if it drags on, affecting other territories and even the whole Empire, then the situation changes completely.

If it comes to that, other Lords might also send forces against them.

At that point, the faction of the second prince would truly be doomed.

Then Coruas could smoothly move to the Imperial City and drive out the Grand Princess and her lineage.

The plan was flowing well, so that’s what they would do.

With great effort, Coruas had convinced the Prince.

Next up was the mobilization of troops.

Simultaneously, a proclamation was sent out, spreading throughout the entire Empire.

Just the next day, Zhao Guang learned of the proclamation issued by Coruas through special channels.

“Interesting, very interesting.

The fight has started,” he said with amusement.

“What’s up?

Has the Imperial City sent troops to join the fray?” Xi Fei asked curiously.

“No, not them.

It’s the Prince’s forces that have been deployed.

Hard to understand how they did it; I thought the princes had a good relationship,” Zhao Guang remarked with surprise.

According to the intelligence, the moment the second prince made a move, the first prince didn’t express support but outright opposition.

In his statement, the first prince branded the second prince as a contemptible wretch and a villain beyond redemption.

He even claimed that the issues befalling the King were orchestrated by the second prince.

In no time, the interior of the Empire was in disarray.

Yet the influence of the first prince was impressive indeed; he managed to mobilize five hundred thousand troops so quickly.

Although there were territories between the two forces, these lands were also dragged into the conflict.

Remaining neutral would make them vulnerable to attacks from both sides, a predicament most bitter.

What Zhao Guang didn’t realize was that this was the outcome Coruas had been preparing for a while.

If he had reacted as soon as he found out, they wouldn’t have been able to muster fifty thousand troops, let alone five hundred thousand.

There’s no helping it – in the face of the southward march of Undead Mages, organizing forces was truly challenging.

“Judging by their pace, it probably won’t take half a month before they clash,” he surmised.

The armies couldn’t move too swiftly.

Transportation capabilities in this world were far from comparable to those on Earth.

While magic was incredibly convenient, there were too few Mages, and they were unwilling to provide much assistance to the common folk.

So maintaining the usual marching speed, a rapid advance was impossible.

But at this time, one could imagine that the second prince was utterly bewildered.

He probably never expected his elder brother to react so swiftly and to strike at the heart of the matter with unreserved force.

The moment he heard the news, the color drained from the second prince’s face, a clear sign of burning bridges.