As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, two armored imperial guards stepped into the hall and dragged the distraught young man away from his left and right sides.

The young man felt as if his throat was blocked, and he couldn't even utter a plea for mercy. His legs trembled as if the sky had fallen.

The wicked husband gasped for breath, suppressing the anger rising in his heart. His eyes gradually deepened, and his thoughts became chaotic.

I have come to Qin to assist the First Emperor in sweeping away the six states, casting the Nine Tripods to secure the nine provinces, and bringing the world under Qin's rule.

If I were in Han, I would assist the emperor in eradicating the scourge of the Xiongnu, slaying the barbarians on all sides, and making all the lands of the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers Han territory.

If he were to go to Tang, he would serve as a minister during a prosperous era, establishing a foundation for future generations, taking precautions, and ending the chaos of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.

In the Song Dynasty, he could be a wealthy man, with plenty to eat and drink, living a carefree life and never thinking about anything else.

During the Ming Dynasty, he served Zhu Yuanzhang faithfully, disregarding his own life and future, solely to uphold the backbone of the Han people and safeguard the orthodoxy of China before the imperial lineage was broken.

Throughout the long river of time, there are countless regrets. Perhaps his journey through time was to fulfill the regret of this land, one of the ancient civilizations.

"Let the court adjourn; I am weary."

With his emotions in turmoil, Ying Zheng murmured something, then turned and left Zhangtai Palace.

Before leaving, he cast a deep and meaningful glance at his wicked husband.

The wicked man nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "Plans never keep up with changes. If it weren't for these few incidents, the states of Han and Wei could have enjoyed peace for a few more years."

At this moment, Wang Jian strode over, patted the wicked husband on the shoulder with a meaningful expression.

The wicked husband thought he wanted to encourage himself, but he never expected that he wanted his son to go out with him.

"Take my son, Wang Ben, with you!"

The old man didn't give the wicked husband a chance to reply, leaving behind this sentence and Wang Ben before leaving on his own.

The wicked husband and Wang Ben stared at each other, awkwardly at a loss for what to do.

At this moment, Li Xin, the second youngest military general in Qin, ran over, put his arm around Wang Ben's shoulder, and said with a grin, "Wang Ben has brought me along, so why don't you bring me too?"

Well, that's good. The awkward atmosphere has been broken, and the wicked husband has been submerged in a sea of ​​military generals.

The military officers in the court surrounded the wicked husband in layers, all clamoring that he would take them with him on the expedition.

The wicked man was in a real bind and hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "Gentlemen, gentlemen, this is just a small skirmish. Since Wang Ben and Li Xin spoke first, bringing them is enough."

"Next time, next time, I guarantee you'll have plenty of battles to fight."

Wang Ben and Li Xin were delighted, while the other generals were filled with disappointment. To prevent their husbands from changing their minds, the two men disregarded their pride and, one on each side, forced their way out.

"General, there is no time to lose, let's quickly muster our troops and set off!"

Li Xin was filled with anxiety; he had long since lost any desire to compete. This kid was a real beast; ever since he entered the court, he had taken on every single task, even Wang Jian and Meng Ao had to squeeze a sip of soup from his fingers.

If this continues, even the brothers under that wicked man will soon catch up to him in status. How can he care about saving face then?

The wicked husband was also happy to be led out of the encirclement by the two of them, and said with a smile, "Run faster, later each of you will be responsible for 100,000 troops."

Suddenly, the two felt full of energy and, supporting the wicked husband, walked briskly, ignoring the shouts and curses from the generals behind them.

"You two brats, just because you're young, you think you can do whatever you want?" The old general Huan Yi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

...

The three of them arrived at the Lantian camp.

"Go, quickly assemble an army of 200,000. The general has a royal decree to proclaim." As soon as he entered the camp, Li Xin, without even taking a breath, directly ordered the guards to go and gather the army.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, 100,000 Qin soldiers assembled.

Pan Sheng, the deputy general of Lantian, strode over, a bewildered and speechless expression on his face.

Li Xin took a closer look and saw that the soldiers were all radiant and full of energy. He was extremely impressed. "Look at them, you two! This is the mighty army of our Qin!"

The wicked man nodded slightly, revealing an expression of approval.

Only Wang Ben whispered, "I usually take turns on duty with Meng Wu at the Lantian camp. These lads are not bad, but they definitely don't have this kind of spirit before the battle."

At this point, he glanced at the wicked husband and said meaningfully, "Who doesn't know... that going out with our Commandant Wei can make you rich?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xin was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. He couldn't help but think to himself that he couldn't always adhere to those rules in the future.

Without even saying a word, these words can bring the soldiers' morale to its peak. With such fighting spirit, who can fight them?

"alright."

The wicked man stepped forward and shouted, "I am here on the King's orders... to take my brothers out and make a fortune!"

"Oh wow~"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"General, you are mighty!"

"Where the Qin sword points, nothing can stand in its way!"

The soldiers suddenly erupted with even more astonishing morale and fighting spirit, their deafening roar startling the birds and beasts in the distant mountains and forests.

"Disperse. Go and prepare. We'll set off in three days." The wicked man pressed his hands down and said with a smile, "Each of you take half a month's worth of rations. I'm taking you to do that highly profitable business. Whether you go hungry or have a mouthful of oil by then is up to you."

The soldiers scattered like birds and beasts, excitedly preparing for their march.

"Gentlemen, let's go back and prepare. See you in three days."

The three then bid farewell and returned to prepare for the great battle three days later.

...

On the way back to the manor, Zhang Erhe asked softly, "General, should we bring the Black Dragon Armored Army this time?"

"bring!"

"Later, go to Zhushan and tell Erniu and Chunning to get ready."

"This time... I want to try... whether I can destroy one country first."

The ruthless man's tone carried a hint of iron-fisted ruthlessness. Plans can't keep up with changes, and time waits for no one. Since the previous plans have been disrupted, let's just make the best of a bad situation.

Zhang Erhe nodded in agreement and drove his wicked husband back to the mansion quickly.

On the other side.

The royal palace in Handan, the capital of the Zhao state.

King Yan of Zhao was in high spirits and was warmly entertaining the envoys sent by the three tribes.

"Gentlemen, let us drink this cup together, and may our friendship with all corners of the world last forever." King Yan of Zhao rose, raised his cup, and was the first to drink the wine in it in one gulp.

The three envoys exchanged glances, their eyes full of smiles, and respectfully rose to drink the wine in their cups in one gulp.

At this moment, in their eyes, King Yan of Zhao was truly a fool and a good man.

They thought Qin had already offered a very good price, but Zhao's offer was even more outrageous, which made them a little suspicious.

Why is this wolf pelt so coveted by people from the Central Plains?

They've even developed a bit of confidence that their goods are rare and valuable.

Now, the three kings have begun to order their people to hunt wolves on a large scale, hoard wolf pelts, and then exchange them for grain and other valuables from the Zhao state.