Three days later, in the early morning, the sun had just begun to shine on the earth.
The soldiers in the Lantian camp were already fully equipped and ready to go, lined up in the camp to await the arrival of their commander, Efu.
Unable to contain their excitement, they barely slept all night, and as soon as the sky began to lighten, they immediately started preparing their troops. Their fiery enthusiasm left the garrison commander dumbfounded.
In the past, the soldiers would only reluctantly assemble for morning exercises after the sun had risen; there had never been a precedent of them gathering without orders like this.
They didn't have to wait long. The ruthless man, who was very punctual, arrived with Wang Ben and Li Xin. Seeing that the soldiers were in high spirits, he ordered the army to set off without saying a word.
After leaving the camp, Li Xin, who was walking at the front with the wicked man, looked back at the long line of soldiers behind him and sighed with emotion: "Today, this humble general has truly broadened his horizons."
"Oh?" The wicked man didn't understand what he meant by that.
Li Xin stroked his specially grown black beard and laughed, "The commander-in-chief's tactics are truly unprecedented. For others, mobilizing 200,000 troops to prepare for war would take at least two or three months, and at most half a year, or even a year."
Wang Ben agreed and said with a smile, "Mobilizing 200,000 troops is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in transporting the grain and supplies, which requires a large number of civilians to cooperate in the transportation, making it extremely complicated."
It's not that blitzkrieg tactics with minimal equipment haven't occurred before, but compared to the wicked husband, they're nothing.
Generally, at most two or three thousand elite troops would be deployed for a surprise attack, and that wouldn't be a battle to conquer cities or seize territory; it would have to be an open field battle.
They had never seen a man like this before, mobilizing an army of 200,000 to attack cities and seize territory, without conscripting civilians to transport grain and supplies, and having the soldiers carry only half a month's worth of rations themselves.
To be honest, this is just how wicked a man is. If it were anyone else, even if it were a general like Wang Jian or Meng Ao, they would definitely object to it.
"You guys... still haven't grasped the true meaning of war. This time, I'll show you how we get richer and richer with each battle, and how our soldiers get fatter and fatter with each fight!" The wicked man revealed a sinister smile, his words full of confidence.
Li Xin and Wang Ben nodded simultaneously, their eyes filled with anticipation. Both were figures of some importance in Qin, yet at this moment they showed no arrogance, only a devout desire to learn.
......
The army marched eastward from Lantian and arrived at the border of Qin after a five-day trek.
Their current location is precisely at the crossroads of the three kingdoms; two hundred li to the northwest lies Anyi of Wei, and one hundred and fifty li to the southwest lies Yiyang of Han.
At this moment, the decision must be made between attacking Han and attacking Wei.
Inside the makeshift command tent, a dozen or so lieutenants and captains were waiting for the three commanders, including the commander-in-chief, to decide on the next course of action.
"The state of Han is weak. Why not send a large army straight to Yiyang, take Yiyang and the surrounding twelve cities, and bring them all under the control of Qin?" Wang Ben said, pointing to the map.
"Han is good, but Wei is even better!"
Li Xin shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The strongest bows and crossbows in the world all come from Han. Han has the least land among the six states. Although it has strong skills, it cannot solve our urgent problem. It would be better to attack Wei."
As he spoke, he pointed to Anyi, "This is the former capital of the Wei Kingdom. The surrounding area has developed over time and remains prosperous. There is plenty of arable land and convenient roads, making it the first choice."
Wang Ben did not refute this, after all, it was indeed true, and his choice of Han Weibiao was just picking on the weak.
"What you both say makes sense, why don't you hear what I have to say?"
The wicked man smirked and declared emphatically, "Only children make choices, but I want them all. A two-pronged approach, giving each of them a slap in the face, is the most reasonable solution!"
hiss....
A collective gasp filled the tent.
Okay, okay.
Li Xin was so surprised that he subconsciously clapped and cheered. He knew that you, wicked husband, did things in an unconventional way, but he never expected you to be so unconventional.
Wang Ben hesitated, wishing he could pry open his wicked husband's head to see what was inside.
This expedition has only 200,000 troops. Although they are elite soldiers and generals, they should not have stretched the battle lines so far.
"Li Xin, you will lead 150,000 troops into Wei, attack every city you see, and leave no money or provisions behind."
"Wang Ben, you will lead 50,000 troops into Han, and I will lead the Black Dragon Armored Army to assist you from the side."
Li Xin was overjoyed upon hearing this and nodded repeatedly to make his promise. With the command of 150,000 troops in hand, he felt confident enough to contend with the world.
Fearing he might become too complacent, the wicked man said sternly, "I will give you 150,000 men. If one of your brothers dies, I will deduct ten of your merits."
“If the number of brothers killed or wounded exceeds 30,000, you will come to me with your head!”
The murderous intent in those cold words was like a sharp sword placed under his neck, causing the smile on Li Xin's face to freeze abruptly, and then he nodded solemnly.
Li Xin was indeed talented, but unfortunately, as one of the representatives of the younger generation, he gained power and influence, and with many of the generals getting old, he became too arrogant and complacent.
To put it bluntly, he was overly confident and ambitious.
Things are different now. With his own existence, it's like a mountain pressing down on Li Xin's head. Even if he wanted to be arrogant, he wouldn't have the right to be. As long as he gets rid of his arrogance and carelessness, he can become a general in time.
"Any further objections?" the wicked husband asked, his gaze sweeping around the room.
Silence fell over the tent. It was the first time they had worked with the wicked man, and they knew he was capable of creating miracles. Even the king trusted him greatly, so they dared not refute him.
"In that case, let's get moving!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the tent stood up.
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"Your Majesty, the rain is too heavy. Please return to the palace." Zhao Gao stood hunched over behind Ying Zheng and quickly advised him when he saw that the rain had already soaked Ying Zheng's hem.
Ying Zheng seemed not to hear him, and murmured, "Was there such heavy rain at this time of year in previous years?"
Zhao Gao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "I can't remember going any further back, but there hasn't been such heavy and frequent rain in the last three years."
Ying Zheng remained silent, gazing up at the churning dark clouds in the sky, his heart filled with gloom. This strange phenomenon only strengthened his belief in his wicked husband's speculation.
After an unknown amount of time, Ying Zheng turned around and said, "Quickly send someone to inform Meng Ao that I have given him the greatest authority and support, and that he may take drastic measures if necessary, as long as he can secure the Yelang territory he has acquired." After saying this, he returned to his palace to attend to state affairs.
Zhao Gao cupped his hands in greeting, turned around and glanced at the sky, muttering to himself, "Alas, the world is about to change. I wonder when my opportunity will come?"
......
"Fuck him!"
Zhang Han uttered a curse he had learned from his wicked husband, but the stench of the rotting corpses made it hard for him to open his eyes. He quickly ordered, "Stop hoarding them! Quickly throw these corpses into the river!"
During this period, he fought in the north and south, killing countless people. Because his weapons were worn out and broken, he even led his soldiers back to the Qin border to resupply.
Nowadays, the number of corpses hoarded is close to 100,000.
The target for the release of the plague has been met!
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