Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"I will let that poisonous fire! That poisonous cloud! Follow the wind! Drift towards Qin Ming's camp! Drift towards his ironclad military formation! Drift towards his... life-threatening vessel!"

"I want him to see it with his own eyes! Watch his soldiers wail in the poisonous flames! Rotting in the poisonous clouds! Watch the 'vessel' he desperately defended... turn into pus and blood in the plague outbreak!"

"I will make him...burn himself in flames! Bring about his own destruction!"

Hua Yunhong's voice was like a poisoned ice spike, slamming heavily into the dead silent air in the tent!

His eyes were fierce. Ever since he and Zhang Fei had a falling out, he no longer held back.

Helian Tieshu's burly body shook violently when he heard this! His eyes were filled with extreme shock and a hint of deep fear!

A true emperor is so cold-blooded that he will do anything to achieve his goals.

Burn the valley! Ignite the mountain of plague-infested corpses that has accumulated for ten years! This... is insane!

What a cruel and inhumane plot!

The poisonous fire and poisonous cloud that erupted would devour everything without distinction, devouring all!

The remaining people on the border of Shenmu...will also be doomed!

But in Hua Yunhong's eyes, all this is the price that must be paid for victory.

"Your Majesty! This plan may harm the harmony of nature! It will also..."

After hesitating for a while, Helian Tieshu finally spoke with a trembling voice.

Hua Yunhong could do that, but he couldn't.

He was not an emperor, but a commoner who rose to power step by step through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

At this time, how could they watch ordinary people with the same identity and background as themselves being sacrificed like this?

"Tianhe?"

Hua Yunhong suddenly glared at him and interrupted him abruptly.

The muscles on his withered face twisted and he burst into hysterical laughter!

"Hahaha! Tianhe?! Qin Ming destroyed my holy land! He slaughtered my people! He stole my sacred tree! Did he talk about Tianhe?! The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit! As long as I can kill Qin Ming and rebuild the prosperity of the sacred tree! I... will not hesitate to sacrifice my life! I will not hesitate to sacrifice the sacred tree! I will not hesitate to... turn the mountains and rivers of the northern border into scorched earth--!!!"

"implement!"

Hua Yunhong's voice was resolute, filled with an unquestionable mad determination! "Right now! Immediately!"

“Here…here!”

The last trace of hesitation in Helian Tieshu's eyes was replaced by madness! He kowtowed heavily! He turned around and rushed out of the king's tent!

Soon! Deep within the ruins of Bone Burial Cliff! Like demons crawling out of hell, the remaining Shadow Pharmacists and the Corrupted Heart Willow Guards gathered amidst the roar of Helian Iron Tree! They carried sealed bone jars, the mother seeds of the Corrupted Heart Willow miasma, dragged poisonous wood soaked in oil, and drove away chained, half-rotten corpses!

Like a ghostly funeral procession, they ran towards the direction of Jackdaw Valley... for their lives!

Qin Ming’s main camp, the imperial tent.

The candlelight was bright. Qin Ming sat upright on the Panlong Chair, his dark uniform looking like solidified black jade in the light.

The face armor was removed to the side, revealing a handsome but expressionless face.

His deep eyes were like two bottomless abysses, calmly reflecting the flickering candlelight and the huge map of the northern border in front of him.

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

"Your Majesty." Ying Qi's voice was like the friction of ice.

"The envoys from the three kingdoms... all responded."

"Speak." Qin Ming's voice was cold.

"Beimang Tuoba Hong..." Ying Qi's withered fingers gently brushed against a narrow wooden box wrapped in black cloth at his waist. "After collecting the fragments of the sacred tree, he...felt the dent in the gate."

Ying Qi's voice was calm, but contained a hint of cold sarcasm.

"His finger was corroded. He cut it off on the spot. His face was very grim. He only said, 'King Shenmu has good tactics.'"

Zhang Fei nodded slightly. This person had paid the price for his desires.

"What about the rest?"

"Duan Siming of Nanzhao."

Ying Qi continued, "He is very interested in opening the Jackdaw Valley trade route, but he requires a letter from His Majesty personally as proof. He also wants to know whether the tariffs promised by Hua Yunhong are true."

This person values ​​money more.

Nanzhao was not a wealthy place, but rather a rather poor one.

So at this time, his thoughts were very simple.

That is to ask about the tariff scale between the two parties.

He will follow whoever can give him more profit.

Zhang Fei also noticed this.

However, given the resources in Hua Yunhong's hands and the tax revenue of the entire Shenmu Kingdom, it is actually not that easy to make greater concessions.

On the contrary, Daqian, which does very well in foreign trade, has more room for profit concessions.

"His Majesty……"

Ying Qi looked at Zhang Fei hesitantly.

What he wanted to ask was whether Zhang Fei was willing to give up some of his interests.

If Zhang Fei is willing, he will definitely make the other party fall in love.

Zhang Fei shook his head slightly and said:

"Give him an offer he can't refuse, on the condition that all business...can only be done with us."

Ying Qi's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood what Zhang Fei wanted.

He didn't just let the other party be tied to Daqian's chariot this time.

Instead, the goal is to ensure that Nanzhao will be locked in a rift with Daqian in the future.

"Yes!"

"The last one."

"Xiliang Helian Bobo."

A cold light flashed in Ying Qi's eyes.

"I accepted the Scarlet Blood Strengthening Essence Pill and fed it to his warhorse on the spot. The horse exploded and died. He laughed and said that Your Majesty was much more interesting than that wooden stake. He then asked if the Heart-Eroding Willow Miasma formula would really backfire."

The corner of Qin Ming's mouth, which was covered by his face, slowly curled up into an extremely cold arc.

Tuoba Hong's severed finger was a warning and also a fear

Duan Siming's request for the letter was a sign of greed and a test. Helian Bobo's killing of the horse was a provocation and also... a move of desire. The Three Kingdoms were still sitting on the fence! Waiting for the final showdown between him and Hua Yunhong!

"What's going on with Hua Yunhong?" Qin Ming's cold voice sounded.

"The remnants of Bone Burial Cliff... are pouring out." Ying Qi's voice was solemn. "Targeting Jackdaw Valley, they are carrying a large number of igniters... and... the mother seeds of the Heart-Eroding Willow miasma."

"Jackdaw Valley..." Qin Ming's deep eyes suddenly focused!

It was like two cold abysses were frozen in an instant! He suddenly looked up!

The gaze under the mask penetrated the curtain and locked onto the valley shrouded in darkness in the northwest!

The source of the plague! A valley of corpses! Hua Yunhong actually wants to burn the valley?!

"He wants to...ignite the mountain of plague-like corpses that has accumulated for years! Create a sky-burning poisonous cloud!"

Qin Ming's icy voice was like cold iron falling to the ground, and every word he said carried a murderous intent that could freeze the soul!

"What a great plan...burn everything together!"

"Your Majesty! I am willing to lead the light cavalry! We will attack at night! We must intercept and kill Hua Yunhong and never let the poisonous cloud drift over!"

Meng Zhi's eyes were bloodshot and the giant axe was buzzing!

"It's too late." Qin Ming slowly stood up, his black cloak fluttering in the wind. His deep eyes swept across the map, finally settling on the location of Jackdaw Valley.

"The wind comes from the northwest."

The tent was instantly silent! A chilling chill swept over everyone! Northwest wind! If the poisonous fires of Jackdaw Valley burned to the sky, the poisonous clouds... would surely follow the wind... and crash straight into the camp!

"Pass the order!" Qin Ming's cold voice was decisive and carried the unquestionable will of the emperor!

"Entire army! Break camp immediately! Retreat thirty miles! To the leeward side of 'Falling Eagle Slope'!"