A troop led by seasoned soldiers, even when beaten down to just a few men, can regroup into a new force under the veterans' guidance.
Return the veterans to the Capital City to serve as the guard?
In a few years, these men would be wasted.
Rong Heng spoke calmly, "Soldiers have no constant leader, and leaders have no constant master; this is a measure to guard against Prince Rui holding too much military power."
"But in that case, wouldn't the Southern Border's strength decline? What if Wei Country invades?" Rong Baoyi muttered.
Gu Lan said, "I'm not sure if the Emperor thinks he can secure his throne that way, but I know that in the long run, military leaders will lose their prestige, and there will be no way to train a battle-hardened army."
Rong Baoyi's eyes sparkled with understanding, "Exactly!"
Tang Zhan, seeing these young people speaking such words, was slightly surprised, then laughed it off, "Those are matters for the Princes and the Emperor to worry about, not us."
