Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

These arduous training days had lasted a full week.

During this time, not a single person had been eliminated, and even the recruits had all persevered.

This situation surprised Edmund and Jennifer greatly. They had originally thought that under such high-intensity training, some would choose to give up.

Among all the people, Jean Lerant's reaction was the strongest. Born into a military family serving the Emperor, he had been influenced from a young age. His knowledge of military matters was naturally unmatched by his peers, and he could naturally see the importance and value of this training.

He realized that Prince Soren wanted to forge true iron-blooded warriors through such rigorous training.

In just one week, the transformation of the recruits was the most obvious.

They went from being disorganized at the beginning to now having neat and uniform formations. Whether walking or running, they could maintain their formation without disorder.

Such performance already belonged to the veteran level in the Imperial Army.

Jean Lerant looked at the changes in these recruits and couldn't help but sigh at the efficiency of Prince Soren's training methods.

Of course, all of this perseverance and effort was inseparable from the figures at the forefront of the team—Prince Soren, Prince Yasso, and Princess Corena.

They did not abandon the team because of their status. Instead, they trained, ran, and did formations with the soldiers. Even during breaks, they chose to eat and live with the soldiers in the military camp.

Their spirit of sharing weal and woe with the soldiers undoubtedly gave everyone tremendous encouragement and motivation.

The soldiers saw that the princes and princesses were all working hard and persevering, so how could they give up easily?

As a result, everyone gritted their teeth and persevered to the end.

This atmosphere of unity between superiors and subordinates made the entire team more cohesive and full of combat effectiveness.

When the recruit training entered its second week, the atmosphere of the entire military camp had undergone earth-shaking changes.

With Soren's generous subsidies, the recruits could eat meat every day, which greatly improved their physical fitness, and their mental outlook was also renewed.

The content of the training also gradually increased in difficulty. The soldiers began to conduct weight-bearing running training, and even under Soren's personal leadership, they went to the wilderness for field training.

This field training not only exercised the soldiers' physical fitness but also improved their actual combat capabilities and teamwork spirit.

When this army of more than five thousand people, fully armed, trotted out of the military camp in formation, the majestic momentum and strict military appearance shocked the soldiers and officers of other training grounds.

The soldiers' faces were firm, their formations were neat and uniform, and during the march, only the sound of armor and weapons colliding could be heard, but there were no other noises.

This scene made many new officers mistakenly believe that an elite ace unit was marching.

Someone asked in surprise, "Is this the new recruit unit trained by His Highness the Seventh Prince?"

The officer next to him nodded to confirm, "That's right, it's them. I have personally witnessed their changes in these two weeks, which is truly unbelievable."

Commander Clement of the Imperial Palace Guards also witnessed this scene. He was deeply impressed by Prince Soren's ability to command troops. He secretly noted this scene in his heart and then sent someone to report this situation to Emperor Gustav.

The report stated: "Prince Soren possesses extraordinary troop command skills. In just two weeks, he has successfully trained an elite division. Their military appearance and discipline are strict, their morale is high, and they demonstrate extremely high combat effectiveness and teamwork spirit. This undoubtedly proves Prince Soren's outstanding talent and leadership in military affairs."

After reading this report, Emperor Gustav scoffed, thinking that Clement was deliberately saying nice things to curry favor with the future Crown Prince.

"When did this Clement start flattering?" Gustav threw the report on the ground with some dissatisfaction.

Empress Elizabeth smiled and picked it up, reading it once. She knew Clement's character well and never favored any prince or princess, only being loyal to the Emperor alone.

"Well, I really hope Soren inherits my talent in marching and fighting. None of the other princes and princesses are any good," Gustav said unhappily.

Empress Elizabeth covered her mouth and chuckled after hearing this, obviously understanding that Gustav was gilding his own face.

Before Gustav became the Crown Prince, his goal was to become a frontier prince, so he diligently practiced military affairs.

"Empress, are you laughing at me?" Gustav immediately asked with a straight face.

"I dare not!" Empress Elizabeth said, but the smile on her lips was about to burst.

Gustav feigned anger, raised his hands, and reached for Empress Elizabeth's peaks.

"Bold, I must teach you a lesson."

"Report!"

This urgent shout, like a thunderclap in the sky, made Emperor Gustav and Empress Elizabeth, who were sitting in the hall, look solemn at the same time.

The two quickly withdrew from the 'game' and returned to their respective positions, preparing to deal with this sudden emergency.

"Come in!" Emperor Gustav ordered in a deep voice.

Sophia, the head of the Shadow Guards, knelt on one knee at this moment and reported rapidly: "Urgent report from the Third Army Corps, Minister Breuer was ambushed by the Mons Fortress troops on the way, and has now retreated to Devil's Canyon, but is tightly surrounded by the Mons Fortress Legion. The original Fortress Legion Commander Loandi has been confirmed killed, and the Deputy Commander Prince has betrayed the Empire and defected to Prince Colen."

The hall fell into a deathly silence, with only Sophia's words echoing in the air.

The thing Empress Elizabeth was most worried about finally happened—Mons Fortress had rebelled.

Empress Elizabeth frowned tightly. She knew the strategic importance of Mons Fortress and the chain reaction that its rebellion might bring. Emperor Gustav stared at the map with a solemn expression, thinking about countermeasures.

At this moment, Sophia brought a glimmer of hope: "Your Majesty, there is also good news. There is already news of General Alfonso, who, after learning of Prince Colen's rebellion, organized the garrison to defend at the first moment. He successfully led Prince Colen's 200,000 troops to the Khmer Wasteland, so that only 400,000 of Prince Colen's main forces remain."

This news undoubtedly injected a shot in the arm into everyone in the hall.

Although the rebellion of Mons Fortress had complicated the situation, General Alfonso's decisive action had bought everyone a chance to breathe.

A trace of appreciation flashed in Emperor Gustav's eyes. At critical moments, the Halon family was still reliable.