"Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me!"

The wicked man patted Li Balang on the shoulder. He hadn't really considered that point; he was only thinking about taking over South Korea as quickly as possible.

He didn't really take South Korea seriously, considering it a tiny island nation. He had already made a plan to conquer South Korea within a month.

But the State of Chu is different; it is extremely powerful. If they were to intervene, regardless of how the fighting would turn out, the time would definitely be prolonged.

Thinking of this, the wicked man immediately ordered Li Balang to summon Wang Ben.

A short while later, Wang Ben rushed over. He was tall and strong, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Without saying a word, the wicked husband told him his plan and worries in detail. After listening, Wang Ben pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Your Majesty, the State of Chu is indeed not to be underestimated. I think it would be easy for my father to block it, but it would be safer to take a two-pronged approach."

The wicked man became interested and gestured for Wang Ben to continue.

Wang Ben continued, “There are many factions within the State of Chu, and the nobles are constantly fighting among themselves. Why not ask Your Majesty to use a divisive tactic to incite internal strife? That way, Chu’s attention will be diverted, and it will have no time to attend to the State of Han.”

"A brilliant plan!" A hint of admiration flashed in the wicked man's eyes. "General, you come from a prestigious family and have inherited the true teachings of the Supreme General. Your plan is truly prudent and thorough!"

"Then you shall send someone to Xianyang!"

"Rest assured, Commander, I will take care of it immediately," Wang Ben replied confidently.

After he left, the wicked man fell into deep thought. He had sent people to spread the news in order to lure South Korea into sending a large army to fight him.

In this way, he would be spared the trouble of running around to eliminate the enemy and could strive to completely shatter the morale of South Korea in one battle.

After all, how many troops could South Korea possibly have?

The nearly 200,000 troops wiped out in Yiyang had already crippled the state of Han. At this point, Han could only muster a maximum of 500,000 to 600,000 troops, which was roughly equal to Han's strength.

In this case, it would be better to slow down the march, leaving ample time for the enemy to deploy their troops, and also giving Ying Zheng and Wang Jian time to defend against Chu reinforcements.

If the attack is swift and decisive, South Korea may not have even had time to muster its forces, or the situation may change halfway through the battle.

Thinking of this, the wicked man immediately sent someone to summon Li Balang and said, "Balang, I plan to attack Han Zhitun City tomorrow and set up camp here to rest and prepare for Han's attack."

Li Balang's eyes lit up and he knew exactly what the evil man was up to. "Commander, you're trying to lure the enemy deep into your trap and make the South Korean army walk right into it!" Li Balang said with a smile.

“That’s right.” The evil man nodded. “If the South Korean army has finished assembling, they will definitely come looking for us. At that time, we can remain unchanged and annihilate them in one fell swoop, saving us the trouble of searching everywhere.”

"Moreover, Tuncheng is strategically located, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if the State of Chu comes to our aid before the King's orders, it will be just the right time for us to set up an ambush and hold our ground, thus securing our invincibility."

"The commander-in-chief is wise!" Li Balang flattered, then asked, "What about the Chu Kingdom? What did General Wang Ben say?"

“Yes, Wang Ben has already sent people to Xianyang. I believe that the Chu state will soon be in turmoil.” A sly glint flashed in the evil man’s eyes. “Once the Chu state is plunged into internal strife, it will have no time to attend to the Han state, and we can then act freely.”

Li Ba's mind raced, and he whispered, "General Wang Ben... is he planning to sow discord?"

“That’s right.” The wicked man stood up, his gaze resolute. “Go quickly and give the order: prepare the entire army, and we will attack the city tomorrow.”

......

The next day, at noon.

Tuncheng.

The battle cries were deafening as the Qin and Han armies clashed, spilling blood.

The wicked man did not participate in the siege this time, but instead sat in the rear and watched the Wei soldiers attack the city with a cold eye.

Their previous punishment of forfeiting their military merits served as a lesson, and this time it's just a chance for them to make up for it.

Giving someone a beating, then offering them a sweet treat—this tactic is crude but extremely effective.

Look!

The surrendered Wei soldiers attacking the city were charging forward like they were in Musou mode, howling and screaming.

They must seize the opportunity; the military merits lost in Yiyang City must be made up for in this attack on Tuncheng.

Under their relentless attack, the city was like a helpless duckweed, falling in less than half an hour.

"Hahaha, I'll be the first to climb!"

A surrendered Wei soldier, covered in blood, stood on the city wall, shouting hoarsely. His body was covered with hideous and horrific wounds, and eight or nine corpses lay scattered at his feet.

"This soldier is not bad!"

The wicked man watched helplessly as this soldier scaled the city wall and single-handedly fought eight or nine Han soldiers, eventually securing his position and creating an opportunity for other soldiers to scale the wall.

"General, it's truly remarkable to earn your praise!" Li Balang glanced at the soldier on the city wall and said with a smile.

The wicked man nodded, making no attempt to hide his admiration for the soldier. "I used to love being the first to charge into battle, and I know how difficult it is. This soldier's achievement is no small feat!"

It's not that the wicked man is showing off; if he didn't have an extraordinary and brutal physique, he wouldn't have been able to be the first to storm the city; he probably would have been shot dead before he even reached the base of the city wall.

An ordinary person who can achieve this feat may very well become a formidable general in the future.

"Haha, since the commander-in-chief appreciates him, after we break through the city, I will find this soldier for you, Ba Liang!"

"good!"

The two chatted casually, taking advantage of the conversation, and seemed quite relaxed.

In stark contrast to their complacency, the Han army inside the city was truly in dire straits, unable to withstand the Qin army's ferocious, hungry-wolves-like ferocity, eager for merit.

Chaotic fighting broke out on the city walls, and the city gates were finally breached by the Qin army.

"kill!"

"Brothers, charge in and grab the credit!"

"Listen up, you bastards! Anyone who dares to show mercy, disobey military orders, or cut off our brothers' source of income will be torn to pieces!"

"Kill, kill, kill! No one can stop me from killing the enemy and making meritorious contributions."

The Qin army, which was crowded at the city gate, charged straight into the city with their swords and weapons. Immediately, screams of agony and excited roars of the Qin soldiers echoed from inside the city.

Good heavens!

Erniu said dryly, "Commander, why do these Wei soldiers seem even more ruthless than our Qin soldiers?"

Upon hearing this, the wicked man sneered and uttered, "Qin does not support idlers!"

Then, before anyone could respond, he said, "Alright, the city gates have been breached. Go quickly and take command. Slaughter all the Han soldiers inside."

The men surrounding him all grinned menacingly, but Chun Ning asked, "Commander, what about the Han people in the city...?" He then made a throat-slitting gesture.

The wicked man shook his head and casually said, "If it doesn't cause trouble, then it's fine. After all, forging swords is quite expensive and labor-intensive!"