I, a useless prince, started with the Xiang Yu template.

After an incense stick has burned.

Chu Yun rode his horse to the entrance of the Imperial Guard camp.

The camp gates were tightly closed, and the fortifications were impenetrable. The two-zhang-high camp walls were covered with bright red military flags, which fluttered in the wind.

The soldiers standing guard at the gate were dressed in armor, holding spears, their faces serious, watching their surroundings warily.

Upon seeing someone riding towards them, the two guards at the gate immediately stepped forward, crossed their spears, and blocked their path.

"Who goes there? Halt! This is military grounds, no unauthorized entry!" a guard shouted sternly.

Chu Yun reined in his horse, raised his hand, took out a golden token from his pocket, and held it high.

The token is engraved with the character "Chu" and has a dragon pattern mark used exclusively by the royal family next to it.

"I am the Sixth Prince, Chu Yun."

The two guards froze instantly, their pupils shrinking sharply.

They never expected that the young man in military uniform with an imposing presence was actually the Sixth Prince!

The two exchanged a glance and immediately knelt down with a thud.

"I was unaware of Your Highness's arrival! I am guilty beyond measure! I am guilty beyond measure! Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

"It's alright," Chu Yun asked. "Is General Wang Hu in the central command tent?"

"Yes, yes!" The guard nodded hurriedly. "The general is in the main tent arranging military affairs. I'll go and inform him right away!"

"No need," Chu Yun waved his hand. "I'll go myself."

He nodded in acknowledgment and spurred his horse to enter the camp.

The moment he rode through the camp gate, the other soldiers standing guard at the gate stared in disbelief.

"Holy crap! That's the Sixth Prince?" A young soldier's eyes widened, his jaw almost dropping. "My god, so imposing!"

"Wasn't the Sixth Prince supposed to be a prince who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun? How come his image is completely different from the legends?"

The soldier beside him looked bewildered, pointing at Chu Yun's back, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Look at that armor, so dark and sleek, it's definitely not ordinary! And that spear, it's so cool!"

"This is hardly a useless prince! It seems the rumors are unreliable!"

The soldiers lowered their voices and whispered among themselves.

Chu Yun rode his horse through the camp.

Most of the 20,000 soldiers had already assembled, standing in neat rows on the open ground, waiting for orders.

Sunlight streamed down, turning the armor into a vast expanse of silver-black.

But as soon as Chu Yun appeared, he instantly became the focus of the entire audience.

He was clad in black armor, riding a horse with a posture as upright as a pine tree, exuding an aura of power.

He held the 81-pound Overlord Spear in one hand, with the butt of the spear touching the ground.

Every soldier who passed by couldn't help but look up and scrutinize them.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know. Judging by his equipment, he's at least a high-ranking general."

"But he doesn't look very old, does he? Around twenty?"

"Look at that armor, the lines are sharp, and the beast head pattern on the shoulder armor is so imposing, it must have been made by a master craftsman."

Everyone speculated.

"This look is like a young general who stepped right out of a painting!"

"Judging by the luster of this armor, it must be incredibly expensive. This set of equipment is enough to feed us for several years."

A murmur of discussion arose, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Chu Yun's figure.

Chu Yun looked straight ahead and went directly to the front of the central command tent.

He dismounted swiftly and decisively, in one smooth motion.

Upon landing, the armor plates made a soft, crisp sound.

The soldiers guarding the gate immediately stepped forward and stopped him.

"Halt! The central command tent is off-limits!"

Chu Yun remained silent, and the golden prince's token reappeared in his hand, which he held high.

"I am the Sixth Prince, Chu Yun."

Upon recognizing the token, the soldier's expression changed drastically, instantly transforming into one of utmost respect. He quickly bowed and allowed passage: "So it's His Highness the Sixth Prince! I was unaware of his identity; my apologies! Please come in!"

Chu Yun stepped into the main tent.

Inside the tent, Wang Hu was standing in front of the map. Hearing footsteps, he turned around.

His pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with shock.

Having served in the Imperial Guard for many years, as the deputy commander, he often had the opportunity to meet the princes, and naturally recognized the appearance of the sixth prince, Chu Yun.

In my memory, Chu Yun was always dressed in a loose brocade robe, with a thin and frail figure, a listless and lifeless face, and a lazy and sluggish gait.

But the person before me...

He stood clad in a full suit of dark black armor, exuding a sharp and imposing aura.

Standing there, he exudes an aura of dominance and possesses a sharp, ruthless presence. There is not a trace of his former spoiled and arrogant demeanor.

Wang Hu blinked subconsciously, and after examining him carefully again, he dared to confirm that this was indeed the Sixth Prince, Chu Yun.

The difference before and after was so great that he was like a completely different person. Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of things, he was still shocked.

His appearance, clad in armor and wielding a gun, was so dazzling that it blinded him.

After a moment of stunned silence, Wang Hu quickly regained his composure and said, "This humble general, Wang Hu, greets Your Highness!"

"General Wang, there's no need for such formalities. Please rise."

Chu Yun entered the tent and leaned the Overlord Spear against the table. "This time, I am new to military affairs and do not know much about many things. I hope General Wang will give me more guidance and understanding in the future."

"This humble general dares not presume to do so; I will certainly do my utmost to assist Your Highness!"

On this northward expedition, Chu Yun is the nominal commander-in-chief, a symbol sent by the royal family to the army. Holding the title of commander of a large army, he, as the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, will ultimately have to obey the prince's orders.

Chu Yun raised his hand to signal the guards in the tent to leave, then looked at the marching map on the table and asked directly.

"General Wang, how are the army's preparations going? Are provisions, weapons, and warhorses all in place?"

Wang Hu immediately composed himself and bowed in reply.

"Your Highness, all 20,000 soldiers have assembled. The provisions, arrows, and armor have all been counted and loaded onto the wagons. The warhorses have also been rested and are ready to break camp and head north to provide reinforcements at noon."

Chu Yun nodded, looked at Wang Hu, and spoke frankly without any pretense.

"General Wang, I understand your concerns. Although I am the nominal commander-in-chief, I am far less experienced than you in terms of marching, deploying troops, and leading them in battle."

"From now on, the actual command of the army will still be in your hands. You will have full authority to decide on military operations, marching routes, and combat deployments. I will never interfere recklessly, much less give orders blindly."

Although he possessed the superhuman strength of Xiang Yu and feared no one in single combat, he was never a brave man in battle. He knew nothing about troop deployment, logistics, or enemy situation analysis.

He has the self-awareness to know that laymen shouldn't give orders to experts.

Leave the professional tasks to the professionals!

Intervening rashly in command will only disrupt the army's plans, needlessly cost the lives of soldiers, and in the end, not only will they fail to resist the enemy, but they will also suffer the annihilation of the entire army.

After hearing this, Wang Hu felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.

Before he came, his biggest worry was that the sixth prince would take advantage of his status as a prince and commander-in-chief to give orders recklessly, pretend to know what he didn't, and mess things up. After all, there are countless examples throughout history of princes who made mistakes while supervising the army.

But Chu Yun's frankness and transparency were completely unexpected.

Looking at Chu Yun, who was clad in armor and stood tall, he was clearly not a weak and helpless playboy.

He quickly bowed, "Your Highness is wise! This humble general will certainly live up to Your Highness's trust and do my utmost to lead the army and protect Your Highness!"

"Thank you for your trouble, General Wang." Chu Yun nodded slightly.