Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Qin Ming sat upright on the Panlong Chair, his dark uniform resembling solidified black jade in the candlelight. He removed his visor, revealing a handsome yet expressionless face. His deep eyes, like two cold abysses swallowing all light, calmly scanned Meng Zhi, the solemn generals standing before him, and finally settled on the vast map of the northern border before him.

"Disperse?" Qin Ming's cold voice sounded. It was not loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noises in the tent. "They...are not here to watch the fun."

He slowly raised his armored finger and pointed to the northwest of the map - the Northern Wilderness territory.

"Hua Yunhong... defeated but not defeated, a trapped beast still fighting. He still has... a card in his hand." Qin Ming's voice was like the clash of cold iron. "The fragment of the sacred tree's heart... Toru Khan's last remaining poison... is his... bait... to disrupt the northern border."

His finger moved to the south of the map - Nanzhao and Xiliang.

"The Three Kingdoms... appear united but are actually at odds. Tuoba Hong is greedy, Duan Siming is sinister, and Helian Bobo is rebellious. Hua Yunhong... will surely tempt them with benefits, confuse them with secret formulas, and intimidate them with the strength of our Great Qian!"

Qin Ming's finger finally landed heavily on the center of the map - the territory of the Shenmu Kingdom.

"What he wants... is to make the three kingdoms hold each other back, and let the Northern Wilderness... the most greedy wolf... move south to bite our flanks! To disrupt our morale! To create... his last chance!"

A dead silence fell within the tent! The generals' faces were grim! Hua Yunhong's plan... was vicious! If the Three Kingdoms were truly provoked by this, the Northern Territory would be plunged into unprecedented chaos!

"Your Majesty!" Meng Zhi's eyes were bloodshot. "I am willing to lead the cavalry north! First, we will flatten the border towns of Beimang! Let's see if Tuoba Hong dares to do the same..."

"The courage of a reckless man!" Qin Ming interrupted him with an icy voice. "The Northern Mang Iron Cavalry is no match for the three ants. Heading north at this time is exactly what China's Yunhong wants! It's just courting disaster and a waste of national strength!"

He slowly stood up, his black cloak fluttering in the wind. His deep eyes swept across the map, like an eagle surveying the earth.

"Preach my will."

"Order! General Han De, the Northern Border Guard (although he's been captured, Qin knows he's still alive and uses his reputation as a deterrent) and his troops, break camp immediately! Move to Black Rock Pass! Form your ranks! Keep the beacons burning! As if you're heading north! Pressure the Northern Wilderness border!"

"Order! General Li Gan, the Western Expedition Commander! Lead your light cavalry and gallop through Falling Eagle Gorge! Secure the vital roads! Act as if you're cutting off Xiliang's food supply!"

"Order! Jingnan Commander Zhou Bo! Lead the navy warships and patrol the Nucang River! Block the waterway! Intimidate Nanzhao!"

Qin Ming's voice was firm and decisive, and every word he said carried the unquestionable will of the emperor!

"I... want the Three Kingdoms to see this! My Daqian Iron Cavalry can march north, west, or south at any time! Wherever we point our spearhead... no one can stop us!"

"As for Hua Yunhong..." Qin Ming's lips curled up into an extremely cold arc under his mask. "He wants to see chaos? I... will give him an even bigger chaos!"

"Shadow Seven!"

Ying Qi appeared in the shadows inside the tent like a ghost.

"You go in person." Qin Ming's icy gaze was like a sharp knife. "Take those few pieces of sacred wood fragments scraped from the secret passage gate with you."

"Go to the Northern Mang Royal Court. Tell Tuoba Hong..." Qin Ming's voice seemed to come from the underworld, "The fragment of the 'Heart of the Sacred Tree' Hua Yunhong gave him... is a poison wrapped in honey that penetrates the intestines! The source of the Toruhan plague... Anyone who touches it will die! And it will... bring disaster upon yourself!"

"Go to Nanzhao again! Tell Duan Siming! Hua Yunhong's promise of trade routes and tariffs... is an empty promise! The destruction of the sacred tree is imminent! How can there be a trade route? I... can promise him... to open the Jackdaw Valley trade route... after the war!"

"Finally... go to Xiliang! Tell Helian Bobo! Hua Yunhong's formula for 'Heart-Eroding Willow Miasma'... is a death warrant! This poison... will backfire on you! I... can give him... one hundred Red Blood Fortifying Pills! Help him... strengthen his army!"

Qin Ming's armored hand suddenly gripped the hilt of the giant black iron sword, and the sword edge burst out with a biting cold light under the candlelight!

"Tell them! If the three kingdoms behave themselves... after the war, I can share the trade in the North with them!"

"If you dare to act rashly..." Qin Ming's voice suddenly rose, like thunder from the sky! "My cavalry... the next place they will crush... will be their capital!"

"Here!" A cold light flashed in Ying Qi's eyes, and his figure disappeared in an instant!

Qin Ming turned slowly, his deep eyes piercing through the curtains and casting towards the ruins of the Bone Burial Cliff shrouded in darkness in the southeast direction.

"Hua Yunhong..."

"You want to stir up trouble?"

"I will turn this wind and cloud into a raging flame that will burn your sacred tree!"

"Your death is here, in this chaos!"

"Your Majesty..." Helian Tieshu's burly figure stepped into the tent, carrying the chill of the night wind. His armor was still stained with ash and the smell of poisonous miasma. His voice was low and thunderous. "The envoys of Beimang, Nanzhao, and Xiliang... have all received your Majesty's order! Tuoba Hong has accepted the fragment of the sacred tree heart, Duan Siming is very interested in opening trade routes, and Helian Bobo... is salivating over the formula for the Heart-Eroding Willow miasma! The three kingdoms... have all agreed to hold their troops in place! We are just waiting... just waiting for your Majesty's signal!"

Hua Yunhong's withered fingers unconsciously stroked the cold black jade pendant at his waist, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an extremely cold arc. Comply? Stand still? He knew these jackals too well! Greed is their nature, and waiting is their instinct! Tuoba Hong accepted the fragments, but only wanted to keep them for himself and study the power of the sacred tree! Duan Siming agreed to open trade routes, but it was just an empty promise! Helian Bobo coveted the formula and even wanted to retaliate against its master! They were all waiting! Waiting for Qin Ming and Hua Yunhong to fight to a mutual defeat! Waiting for them to reap the benefits!

"Good...very good..." Hua Yunhong's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against each other, "Let them...wait patiently!"

He stood up suddenly, his dark green dragon robe gleaming coldly in the candlelight. His withered finger pointed sharply at the depths of the silent canyon outside the tent, shrouded in a grayish-white poisonous miasma.

"Helian! Send a message! All remaining Shadow Pharmacists! All Rotten Heart Willow Guards! Assemble!"

"Yes!" A fierce light flashed in Helian Tieshu's eyes!

"Take... all the remaining 'Heart-Eroding Willow Miasma' mother species! Take... all the poisonous wood that can be ignited! Take... all the... living corpses!" Hua Yunhong's voice suddenly rose, filled with madness and resentment that burned everything! "Target - Jackdaw Valley!"

Jackdaw Valley! The source of the Toruhan Plague! Kaligon's lair! That place... has long been saturated with the plague! Corpses pile up like mountains! Poisonous insects breed! It's truly... hell on earth!

"Your Majesty! Jackdaw Valley... has become a dead end! We..." A hint of surprise flashed in Helian Tieshu's eyes.

"Death place?" Hua Yunhong turned abruptly, his narrow eyes fixed on Helian Tieshu, and he shot out poisonous flames that seemed to be tangible! "This king... wants this to become a death place! A crematorium... to bury Qin Ming's cavalry!"

He stabbed the table with his withered fingers, his voice filled with a bone-chilling chill: "Light it up! Ignite the entire Jackdaw Valley... for me! Let the plague that has accumulated for ten years! Let those rotting corpses! Let those countless poisonous insects! In the blazing flames... burst forth completely! Transform into... a poisonous fire that burns the sky! Transform into... a poisonous cloud that blocks out the sun!"