The King of Shache's words drew everyone's attention, even the wicked husband looked at him with a half-smile.

Even a fool would know that if Loulan were destroyed, Shache would gain most of the benefits, so naturally he would be willing for Qin to destroy Loulan.

“That’s right, King Shache is right, and I, Ruoqiang, agree!” King Ruoqiang chimed in, nodding in agreement.

As one of the two strongest tribes under Loulan, he was unwilling to be subservient to anyone and be bossed around by Loulan!

"We also support the Grand Commandant in destroying Loulan, so that we may share prosperity with the Qin Kingdom!"

Seeing that the two strongest leaders had expressed their opinions, the other tribal kings no longer hesitated and all voiced their agreement.

"Very well, since all the kings agree, then I, the Grand Commandant, will personally lead the troops to destroy that arrogant and domineering Loulan." The wicked man laughed loudly, his words full of ease.

The kings present exchanged glances, then rose in unison to raise their cups in a toast, saying, "We first congratulate the Grand Commandant on his triumphant return!"

"Of course, of course!" the wicked husband retorted, standing up.

The banquet came to a successful conclusion, and the kings, led by their attendants, departed to their pre-arranged lodgings to rest.

After they left, Huan Yi and the others gathered with the wicked husband.

"Next, we'll destroy Shache Kingdom!" The wicked man sipped his water and whispered.

These words left Huan Yi and the others somewhat bewildered. Loulan hadn't been destroyed yet, so why were they now eyeing Shache?

The wicked man raised an eyebrow. "The Western Regions will be destroyed sooner or later, but we just don't have the energy for it right now. How can doing business be faster than killing, arson, and looting?"

"Judging from Shache Wang's wolfish and eagle-like gaze, he's not one to stay put. If we turn around and wipe him out, no one will be able to find fault with us!"

Huan Yi pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "Grand Commandant...you are...?"

The wicked man smiled and nodded, "Strike whoever shows their face when the water emerges. This is called 'targeting the first bird to stick its head out,' like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, defeating them one by one!"

"Grand Commandant, you are wise! Any one of the thirty-six tribes of the Western Regions is not enough to warm up my Qin elite troops. This way, we don't have to expend any effort. Excellent!" Huan Yi grinned and laughed, greatly admiring his clever husband.

The wicked man smiled slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with Huan Yi's reaction. "You lot, get ready, we need to act quickly. That small kingdom of Loulan is considered strong in the Western Regions, but it's still far inferior to the Qin Kingdom. We need to take it down in one fell swoop."

"Grand Commandant, who will lead the troops to conquer Loulan?" someone asked.

Upon hearing this, countless burning gazes fell upon the wicked husband. This was a lucrative job; he could earn a great merit without much effort.

Loulan may be small, but it was still a country, so it can be considered a feat of destroying a country!

The wicked man took in everyone's eagerness and immediately laughed, "This time, I will go myself, and the Fierce Tiger Army will accompany me!"

Zhang Han's eyes suddenly lit up, and he chuckled, "If the Fierce Tiger Army is willing to go, they will surely crush Loulan."

......

The next morning.

"Boom... Boom..."

Warhorses galloped, raising plumes of dust.

The wicked man took the lead, followed by ten thousand fierce and valiant Tiger Army soldiers, heading towards Loulan, a thousand miles away.

Wherever they went, sandstorms raged, like a giant dragon winding its way through the desert.

After five days and nights of rapid travel, the evil man and his men were less than fifty li away from Loulan.

Loulan's spies had already relayed the news back, and the King of Loulan was both shocked and furious upon learning that the Qin army was pressing on the border. He hurriedly summoned his civil and military officials to discuss countermeasures.

However, after arguing and discussing for a long time, they still couldn't come up with a reliable plan. Although Loulan could rely on its city walls to fight against them, they didn't have much of a chance of winning against Qin's elite army.

Only now did the King of Loulan realize that what they had said back then was not just empty words, but a genuine disregard for Loulan.

When the envoy returned, he told him everything he had said to the wicked man. The envoy begged the King of Loulan to personally negotiate with the wicked man, otherwise he would suffer the pain of being stabbed by the Qin sword.

But he dismissed this with disdain, believing that Qin did not have many troops here, and that its territory was still being ravaged by natural disasters, so how could it dare to start a war with Loulan in the Western Regions?

He didn't even make any preparations beforehand!

Helpless, he could only order his troops to be quickly deployed and to guard the area, waiting for the Qin army to arrive before devising a way to counter their attacks.

Meanwhile, the evil man's army had already approached the border of Loulan. He ordered the entire army to speed up and reach the city of Loulan as quickly as possible.

The soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Army were in high spirits. They knew that this was a great achievement that was within their grasp, so they were extremely excited. Their usually precious warhorses had been whipped until their rumps bled.

Inside Loulan City, the tense atmosphere was almost palpable.

On the city wall, soldiers nervously gazed into the distance, awaiting the enemy's arrival. The King of Loulan stood atop the wall, his face grave. He understood that in this battle, the life and death of Loulan would hang by a thread.

The wicked man's army finally appeared on the horizon, like a dark cloud looming overhead. The soldiers of Loulan swallowed hard, gripping their weapons, preparing for the impending battle.

A look of shock flashed across the King of Loulan's eyes. At a glance, he could tell that the number of Qin soldiers rushing forward was not large, probably only around ten thousand.

but!

The overwhelming aura of iron and bloodthirst sent a chill down his spine. Could they really stop such a fierce and ruthless army?

Only then did he finally realize how vast the gap was between Loulan and the Qin state.

Like an ant seeing the blue sky!

"Can my mere 50,000 men really stop the Qin army before me?" A doubt arose in his mind.

The wicked man sat astride his warhorse, his cold eyes fixed on the city before him, his heart filled with disdain.

"What can you use to stop me with this mud wall?"

"If I just take a few steps, I can probably jump into the city, right?"

This is not an exaggeration at all. The barbarian tribes of the Western Regions were very backward. Their so-called cities were all made of mud walls, and you couldn't even see a single stone.

The height is even more indescribable; it's estimated to be only three or four meters high, making it impossible to use a ladder.

You can't exactly climb to the top of the ladder and then jump into the city from there, can you?

"As expected, the Grand Commandant was right. Being backward and weak means being vulnerable to attack; that is the original sin!" Zhang Han, who was used to seeing the towering city walls of the Central Plains, sighed deeply.

"So, do you understand my original intention now?"

The wicked man suddenly turned around, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, and said, "The best way to achieve stability is to take a two-pronged approach."

"First, we have worked diligently and conscientiously to bring about a prosperous era."

"Second, while you are at your strongest, wipe out all your enemies and secure peace for ten thousand years."

"Even if we encounter a tyrannical ruler in the future, and the country is filled with wicked thoughts, at least the blame will fall on our own people."

"Even if it's hardship, we can only suffer our own hardship. How can we suffer the hardship of these rotten bird eggs?"

This is the belief he has been striving for!