"Grand Commandant, should we immediately send troops to the border of Qi County to garrison?" Wang Ben suddenly asked.

The atmosphere instantly turned cold, and everyone's eyes fell on Wang Ben, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

"Smack!"

Wang Jian slapped his son Wang Ben on the back of the head, scolding him with exasperation, "The flood is about to rage, and you're going to go now?"

Wang Ben, wincing in pain, quickly covered the back of his head, a sheepish smile on his face. "What I mean is, should we find a nearby place to set up camp first, so that we can sweep away the enemy in Qi County with lightning speed at any time?"

Now it was Wang Jian's turn to be embarrassed, but he couldn't let his dignity as a father be compromised, so he could only pretend to be calm and say, "Next time, say it all out."

Wang Ben nodded repeatedly, looking very obedient, showing no trace of the dignity of a general.

The wicked man smiled and pondered for a moment before saying, "General Wang Ben is right. The flood will eventually recede. If we cannot arrive in time, many surviving foreign tribes and Zhao soldiers will surely escape."

Wang Jian raised an eyebrow and asked bluntly, "You want to... slaughter them?"

"nature!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the wicked man responded decisively. He sneered and said coldly, "Just as the General said, generals have responsibilities, and soldiers have orders. How can one not distinguish right from wrong?"

"Those who die fighting for their country and people deserve to die. Those who remain silent regardless of right or wrong, or who join forces with foreign tribes with whom they have blood feuds, are not good people either. What's the point of keeping them alive?"

hiss....

His words caused everyone in the room to gasp, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure how to express their speechless disbelief.

While the wicked husband's words are not entirely wrong, they are no different from fallacies and heresies.

Even if the soldiers understand the greater good, what good is it?

How dare they utter a word of resistance?

He'd probably be killed before he could even finish his shout.

It's one thing to die yourself, but why drag your family and friends down with you?

Putting ourselves in their shoes, even if they were Zhao soldiers, even if seven of them were unwilling and eight were resentful, they wouldn't dare to voice their doubts.

Furthermore, those lofty ideals of national righteousness are merely empty words of boasting after one has risen to a higher status; what a lowly soldier can realistically pursue is nothing more than wealth and glory.

Only Li Balang and Zhang Ke were different. Their eyes gleamed. "The Grand Commandant is a man of great principle. These people should all be killed, so that they won't be spineless in the future."

"That's right, just kill them! What does it matter if one person dies for the greater cause!" Zhang Ke's face flushed red, and his tone became inexplicably manic.

Li Balang is known to be ruthless, but Zhang Ke seems to be more enthusiastic than Li Balang.

Seeing Wang Jian's mocking gaze, the wicked husband felt embarrassed. When he first met Zhang Ke, he was well-mannered and dressed like a weak scholar, but after only a few days, his true colors had been revealed.

"Wolves don't walk with dogs; predators attract each other!" Wang Jian grinned, his eyes constantly shifting between the three.

For people of their status, it's normal to have a retinue of servants. Take Wang Jian, for example; he had more than a dozen advisors by his side.

On the other hand, the wicked husband's advisors consist of only the two in front of him, which is truly efficient and practical. The three of them are all ruthless individuals on the same path, and when they discuss matters, they are always in complete agreement without the slightest disagreement.

"Ahem...you two, control yourselves!" The wicked husband coughed lightly, rolled his eyes at the two of them, and said irritably, "We kill for a greater cause, not just for the sake of killing!"

The two men's expressions suddenly changed, becoming extremely calm. "The Grand Commandant's reprimand is correct, your subordinate understands."

After the casual conversation ended, the wicked man gave a stern order, "Chengjiao, you shall return to Daliang immediately to take charge. General Wang Jian shall take charge of Anyi. General Wang Ben and I shall lead the elite troops to the border."

"After the great flood, I, the Grand Commandant, will personally lead troops into Qi County to wipe out the remaining three clans and Zhao army."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines and bowed, saying, "We accept the order."

......

"The water level has risen!"

"The water level has really risen!"

Guo Kai has been extremely proactive these past two days. He can no longer suppress his desire to avenge that day, and every morning he climbs the city wall to observe the water level of the small river outside Qi County.

This morning, as usual, he went to the city wall to look out and saw that the river water was even more turbid, carrying a large amount of withered grass and trees, and had overflowed from the riverbed. He was overjoyed.

"Someone, quickly inform the Three Clans King and General Lian Po to come here!"

"yes!"

In the short time it took to speak, the river's current became even stronger.

Guo Kai couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips in excitement, "The water is rising higher and higher, it seems Qin is now a vast ocean... Let's see if you can stop my army's swords and spears?!"

A short while later, footsteps came from behind. Guo Kai turned around and saw the Three Clans King and Lian Po.

Upon their arrival, I hurried forward to greet them.

"Greetings to the three kings and the supreme general!"

The Xiongnu king raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "You said the river is overflowing, have you sent out scouts to investigate?"

Guo Kai shook his head awkwardly and pointed to the small river outside the city, saying, "The river is muddy, carrying a lot of vegetation, and the sound of its rushing water is like thunder. It must have flooded."

Upon hearing this, the group quickly walked to the railing, looked up at the river, and saw that, just as Guo Kai had said, they all smiled slightly.

"Good, this is truly a stroke of luck!" The Xiongnu king laughed heartily, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light.

The three kings spent the last few days chatting, naturally exchanging information about the losses among their respective tribes, and preparing to divide the spoils after the attack on Qin.

Unexpectedly, the Xiongnu tribe suffered the most, with losses far exceeding those of the Donghu and Yuezhi, as if they had been deliberately given special attention.

In particular, after the two kings heard this, they decided that the Xiongnu should take the lion's share of the benefits. He did not feel that they were taking care of him, but rather that they were pitying him.

He couldn't swallow this insult!

Lian Po was listed by later generations as one of the four great generals of the Warring States period, and was as famous as Lord Wu'an. He was good at defense but not offense. As the saying goes in military strategists: those who are good at defense are meticulous in their thinking.

Therefore, unlike the other four who were excited, he said with a solemn expression, "Military deployment is not child's play. We should send out scouts to investigate along the way before making a decision."

The three kings had no objections and nodded in agreement. Only Guo Kai felt he was losing face and glared at Lian Po, his heart filled with resentment.

However, he didn't dare to say anything more. Lian Po had been famous for a long time, and his skills in marching and deploying troops were undeniable. In addition, he had suffered a loss last time, so he didn't dare to utter a word of criticism.

Seeing that no one raised any objections, Lian Po turned his head and said, "Send out ten scouts to investigate upstream along the river. If it is confirmed that the river is flooded, return immediately to inform others."

"Yes, Commander!"

The guard beside him quickly turned and left to arrange the investigation by the scouts.

"Gentlemen, shall we first assemble the army and prepare?" Lian Po looked at the three kings.

The three kings said, "We will do as the general wishes!"

The group descended the city wall and separately gathered their subordinates to prepare for the deployment of troops.

But they didn't notice at all that while they were talking, the river's current became even more turbulent, and the overflowing water was already up to their calves.