"Tell me, what are the three strategies?" The wicked husband's tone was calm as still water, but in his eyes, there seemed to be a flicker of expectation.
"The best strategy is to harm Heaven and the people, the middle strategy is to harm Qin and the people, and the worst strategy is to attack their hearts and minds." Li Balang coughed lightly to clear his throat and began to elaborate on his plan.
"The worst strategy is to attack people's hearts and minds, to fight fire with fire, and to spread the news that the State of Zhao is allied with foreign tribes, making Zhao Yan the target of everyone's criticism and putting him in a position of being condemned by all. Once the people's hearts are broken, Zhao Yan's position will be as precarious as a candle in the wind."
"The middle strategy would harm Qin's peace, so Your Majesty and Grand Commandant must set aside their pride and be patient. We should adopt a delaying tactic, temporarily seek peace and show weakness, cede territory and pay reparations to withdraw the enemy, and wait for the natural disaster to pass before seizing the opportunity to avenge today's humiliation."
At this point, Li Balang suddenly changed the subject, his eyes blazing as he stared directly at his wicked husband.
The wicked man frowned, his expression as grave as a mountain. "Continue," he demanded, "what exactly is this best strategy?!"
While Li Balang's proposed inferior strategy has some merit, it cannot completely solve the problem and is ultimately somewhat inadequate. The middle strategy, on the other hand, is not worth mentioning at all!
Sum?
Seeking peace? That's just wishful thinking!
The spirit of the Qin people cannot be humiliated; they would rather die standing than beg for life by bowing down!
Li Balang nodded slightly, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes, like a shooting star in the night sky, gone in an instant. "The best strategy is to strike first, breach the dam, and flood the Zhao state. Then, supplement it with that inferior strategy, and the Zhao state will surely be thrown into chaos!"
"This method is slightly against the natural order, but it is extremely effective and may even allow us to take the opportunity to destroy Zhao."
Okay, okay.
Slightly?
What a wonderful "slightly"!
The wicked man gasped, knowing that this ugly freak had been holding back a fart, and sure enough, he was right.
He claimed that breaching the dam and opening the floodgates to inundate Zhao was merely a minor offense against nature.
Seeing the wicked husband's behavior, Li Balang revealed a hint of madness on his face, "Grand Commandant, let's do it this way, it will definitely work. Moreover, by breaching the dikes and diverting the Wei River into the Fen River, we can greatly reduce the pressure on our Qin state."
The wicked husband scanned Li Balang, who was in a state of excitement, like a scanner, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
People say that his wicked husband is the reincarnation of Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, who inherited the name of the butcher. But this ugly fellow Li Balang, is he perhaps Jia Xu and his ancestors reincarnated into one person?
A few days ago, during a nighttime conversation at Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng earnestly advised himself to refrain from committing acts of killing unless absolutely necessary, and he solemnly swore to do so.
Today, you, Li Balang, have thrown out such a shocking idea. If this plan is followed, his KDA will far surpass that of Bai Qi.
Breaching the dikes and diverting water would inevitably lead to widespread famine and millions of corpses. Such ruthless methods... not to mention my own insignificant good deeds, the good deeds of the entire Qin state would be completely lost.
According to popular legend, Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, fought countless battles throughout his life, accumulating a mountain of bloodshed and a surging, menacing aura like a mighty river.
After his death, he entered the underworld, which prompted the Ten Kings of Hell to emerge from Fengdu and respectfully welcome this god of war into the netherworld outside the city.
And after I die, even the underworld probably won't dare to take me in!
Thinking of this, the wicked husband suddenly shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, "This...doing it this way...is...not impossible!"
After saying this, the wicked man was stunned. He had intended to refuse the matter, but his mouth had somehow managed to slip out the words.
Seeing her husband's reaction, Li Balang beamed with joy. "Grand Commandant, choosing to follow you was truly the best decision I, Li Balang, ever made in my life."
"Working for you is so enjoyable, it's incredibly satisfying. I knew you were on the same page as me and would definitely agree to my plan."
He was satisfied, but the wicked husband turned green with rage.
No matter how ruthless he is, at most he can only slaughter people and massacre cities.
But what about you, Li Baliang?
Even farting is considered offensive to nature, yet the amount involved is in the millions; it's a completely different level of ruthlessness.
The wicked man was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Li Balang, Zhao was unrighteous and unjust first, so you can't blame Qin for being ruthless. Go and handle this matter quickly."
Li Balang nodded and smiled, "To be honest, Grand Commandant, I had already perfected this plan before I even arrived in Anyi City."
Alright, alright, you came prepared?!
The wicked husband said irritably, "Tell me your plan in detail."
Li Balang went straight to the sand table, removed all the military flags and other items on it, and gestured with his fingers.
The wicked man looked at the sand table with a questioning gaze, waiting for his explanation.
"Grand Commandant, please take a look!"
Li Balang pointed to the several circles he had drawn and said, "This is Dongyang. A hundred li east of the city is where the Wei River and the Fen River meet."
His finger traced the confluence of the two rivers of Dongyang upwards, then paused and said, "This place is two hundred li west of Anyi City. The Fen River splits into the Qin River here, which flows directly east of Anyi City into Jinyang of Taiyuan Prefecture."
"The Fen River continues upward, west of Taiyuan Commandery and east of Shang Commandery, between the two commanderies, it continues upward into the Zhao State's Yunzhongjun and Jiuyuan Commandery, and then down to Beidi Commandery."
“I plan to breach the dikes at the two water diversion points and widen them to divert water into Taiyuan County of Zhao State.”
The wicked man frowned, carefully observing the layout on the sand table. He understood that once this plan was implemented, it would bring utter destruction to the Zhao state.
But that wasn't all. He raised his finger and returned to the starting point, "The Wei River flows out of Neishi and Hedong, passes through Sanchuan County and Luoyang, enters Neihe County, and then goes straight up to Handan County, where the capital of Zhao is located."
"Before I came, the Wei River section in South Korea had not yet flooded. It should take some more time. Why not take this opportunity to store water and then open the sluice gates... to flood Handan?"
"A scheme within a scheme?"
The wicked man glanced at Li Balang and gritted his teeth, saying, "Since you've already chosen to do this, why not go all the way?"
Li Ba's eyes lit up, and a look of admiration flashed across his face. He knew that when it came to ruthlessness, the Grand Commandant in front of him was far superior; he was nothing compared to him.
"If the Grand Commandant has anything to add, please let me know, so that I can learn from it."
The wicked man sighed and said thoughtfully, "I remember that the Wei River also flows through Dongjun, and Dongjun is where the Wei River flows into the Yellow River. Why not take this opportunity to dredge the river channel?"
Now, Li Balang gasped in shock. He dared to tamper with the Wei River, but he never even considered disturbing the Yellow River, which immediately made the situation much more complicated.
The Yellow River has numerous and extensive tributaries, and whenever it overflows, it causes immense disaster; the widespread famine is hardly enough to describe the danger of its floods.
The wicked man's attempt to disrupt the Yellow River will likely lead to widespread chaos.
"Grand Commandant... this... this is a bit too much, isn't it?" Li Balang stammered, trying to dissuade the wicked husband from this crazy idea.
He was right; his ruthlessness paled in comparison to that of the Grand Commandant.
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