Summer fades into autumn.

Lu Chen transmigrated to the Great Sum Dynasty, becoming the Ninth Prince of the dynasty.
Unlike the transmigrators in novels, Lu Chen didn't have extensive engineering knowledge, nor did he remember much classical poetry.
In order to avoid getting involved in the succession struggle, Lu Chen could only lie low, planning to enjoy a quiet life of splendor and wealth.
Due to his mother's status, Lu Chen was eventually granted a marriage by the Emperor and was assigned to be Prince over a bitterly cold territory in the north.
Just when Lu Chen thought he was going to decay in such a manner for the rest of his life, he activated a system on his wedding night.
As long as he sired a heir, Lu Chen would be able to receive rewards and even enhance his own power.
Years later.
Lu Chen marched into the capital with a million-strong army to support the Emperor, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"Wasn't this guy a useless Prince? Where did he get a million-strong army from!"
"What's happening, how could he possibly be a Grandmaster?"
"Turns out the Ninth Prince's decadence was all an act!"
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Having children earns benefit, start competing for dominance in the world by marrying a wife

After the soldiers from North City had taken the Barbarian Tribe away from their sight, Li Feng said with a smile to Lin Xiuming, "General Lin, let us continue moving forward. Soon we will arrive at the battlefield where last night's fighting was most intense."


Startled by Li Feng's voice, a dazed Lin Xiuming snapped back to reality.


His mind had been entirely consumed with drafting the military report.


With that, Lin Xiuming called out loudly to the soldiers behind him, "Advance!"


At the sound of Lin Xiuming's voice, the Imperial soldiers, whose minds had been a blank, were jolted back to their senses.


The scene that had just unfolded before their eyes still seemed so surreal to them.


They even wondered if they were, in fact, still en route to North City and if everything they had seen was just a dream they had on the way due to the exhaustion from the march, and in reality, perhaps Yan County might have already fallen to the Barbarian Tribe.


Chapter 117: Showing Cards_1