Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

The greater Soren's power in the Northwest, the more he serves as a stabilizing force for the Empire.

He is systematically eliminating corrupt elements within the Northwestern garrison, rectifying military discipline, and restoring military prestige.

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That elite army of nearly three hundred thousand men has now become an indestructible shield for the capital, ready to rush to the aid of the imperial city and defend the Empire's glory.

At that moment, Emperor Gustav, in his study, angrily drew his longsword and shattered the resting couch into pieces.

The flash of the sword scattered wood splinters, reflecting his furious mood.

The four ministers beside him witnessed this scene, their scalps tingling, inwardly marveling at the Emperor's raging fire.

Only Breyer remained calm, fully aware that the Emperor's anger was not directed at them, but rather a vehement condemnation of those treacherous individuals attempting to shake the foundations of the Empire.

Minister of Special Affairs Rainsky stepped forward slowly, softly advising, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

Gustav abruptly turned around, his eyes wide, roaring at the speaking Rainsky, "Calm my anger? You teach me, how am I supposed to calm my anger!" His voice, like thunder, echoed in the study, causing palpitations.

The four ministers were as silent as cicadas in winter, while Breyer maintained his composure and rationality, attempting to quell the Emperor's rage.

Breyer took a deep breath, solemnly opening his mouth, "Your Majesty, the immediate priority is to stabilize Creecy. As long as we have enough time, whether we wait for the completion of the reorganization of the major legions of the capital, or await His Highness the Crown Prince's triumphant return, Creecy and his cohorts will surely be grasshoppers after autumn, unable to hop for more than a few days."

Though the words were light, taking action would be as difficult as ascending to heaven; to reassure Creecy and his gang, they would have to be guaranteed that there would be no settling of scores after autumn.

Creecy was no ordinary man either; if the Emperor did not personally speak, they would not easily be convinced.

Small tricks like passing on messages would not work for them at all.

But once the Emperor made a promise, unless Gustav wanted to abdicate, this golden promise could not be broken, otherwise, how could the Emperor's prestige be maintained in the future.

Gustav frowned, asking with obvious displeasure, "Breyer, then what is your opinion? How should we buy time?"

Upon hearing this, Breyer suddenly became as silent as a cicada in winter. He knew in his heart that this hot potato was not easy to handle.

Gustav's eyes were like torches, staring directly at him, awaiting a satisfactory answer.

Breyer swallowed, his mind racing.

"Your Majesty!" Breyer finally spoke, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness, "Perhaps we can—" He paused, seemingly searching for the most appropriate wording, "Retreat to advance, temporarily giving Creecy some benefits to appease their emotions. At the same time, secretly accelerate the reorganization of the army, waiting for the opportunity.

Once our strength is mature, we can take them down in one fell swoop."

2

After listening to Breyer's report, Gustav frowned and said unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Even Breyer, who was usually known for his calmness, had begun to speak empty words, which undoubtedly indicated the severity of the situation.

Neumann cautiously suggested from the side, "Your Majesty, perhaps we can consider having Prince Yaso lead a legion back to the capital at full speed to shock Creecy. At the same time, we can try to undermine Creecy's internal unity and provoke their infighting, which may buy us valuable time."

Neumann's voice revealed a hint of uncertainty, after all, Prince Yaso's abilities had always been worrying, and he was really afraid that this prince would mess things up.

"Perhaps, we can first seek the opinion of His Highness the Crown Prince," Horns cautiously suggested.

Gustav was silent for a long time, finally nodding slowly: "Permitted!" This short word seemed to carry a pressure of a thousand pounds.

When Soren received the news, he fell into silence. "Anka, what do you think?" Soren asked.

A figure slowly walked out from another corner. He was now Soren's guard knight, like Hiltin, except that he was hidden in the shadows.

"Your Highness, you want me to return to the capital," Anka asked uncertainly.

The corrupt elements in the Northwestern garrison had been completely eliminated with Anka's assistance and were now being reorganized, especially the lack of officers, which prevented the Northwestern garrison from forming combat effectiveness, but if a regiment were drawn out, quickly assembling a legion's worth of troops would not be a problem.

Mobilizing a legion to return to the capital could indeed stabilize the situation in the capital, but wanting to internally divide the corrupt elements in the army was no small problem.

Soren said: "That's right, tell me your opinion."

Anka took a deep breath, as if preparing for the words to come. He said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, I believe that mobilizing a legion to return to the capital can indeed quickly stabilize the situation, but doing so may also cause unrest in other places. After all, the security of the Northwestern border is equally important. If we draw a large number of troops back to the capital, what should we do if there is a sudden situation on the Northwestern border?"

Soren nodded, signaling Anka to continue.

"Also!" Anka continued, "Internally dividing the corrupt elements in the army is indeed a problem, but a large number of officers in the army were initially dragged into the water by Baffy or others, like me. They are not beyond redemption. Perhaps, we can consider starting with them."

Soren fell into deep thought after hearing this.

"Anka!" Soren finally spoke, saying: "Your suggestion is very pertinent, but we don't have much time to waste now. I have decided to draw a legion back to the capital, and at the same time, I will send you to the capital to infiltrate the other side. Are you willing to accept this task?"

A hint of determination flashed in Anka's eyes, he knelt on one knee, bowing his head and saying: "Your Highness, I am willing to serve you, no matter where I am."

Soren helped Anka up, patting him on the shoulder.

"Good!"

"Tell me, who would be better to send back?" Soren asked pointedly.

Anka and Hiltin immediately understood that the so-called 'who' was Princess Corena and Prince Yaso.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Jean Lerang returned, covered in dust.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Seeing the visitor, Soren couldn't help but laugh.

"Jean, you've come at the right time. I want Corena and Yaso to each return to the capital. Who do you think would be best to go back!"

Jean Lerang's heart couldn't help but beat faster after hearing this.

This was the best opportunity for him to get close to Princess Corena.