In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

After expressing his gratitude, Wei Zhuang withdrew to deploy the Han army, leaving Zhang Liang and Ying Ziqing to sit facing each other.

Ying Ziqing handed the teacup to Zhang Liang, who accepted it with both hands.

"Zifang, it has been a long time since we sat together drinking tea like this. What are your thoughts on my trip to Wei?"

"The commander-in-chief's trip to Wei has already sealed Wei's fate. Wei's ruler is incompetent, and there are internal conflicts. Even the elite Wei Wuzu army is gradually declining due to the power struggles among the nobles."

"Then where do you think I should provoke internal conflicts within Wei during my visit?"

Zhang Liang took a sip of hot tea, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:

"Does the General know about the Wei clan? They are all descendants of Lord Xinling and enjoy considerable prestige among the Wei military. The Wei royal family has long harbored resentment towards them."

"Why not seize this opportunity to incite conflict between the two, causing them to fight each other and weakening Wei's rule?"

Ying Ziqing nodded slightly. "That's right. I've already sent men to infiltrate the Wei residence, and as for the royal family, I intend to send you there. I've had the Sanqian Academy prepare a human skin mask for you."

"You will accompany me to the State of Wei on this journey."

"Yes, sir. I will certainly live up to your expectations, Commander."

"I know your abilities. Come with me and let's take a stroll around the Han King's Palace."

Ying Ziqing slowly stood up, looked at Ji Ruxue beside her, and said:

"Zi Nu, take her to a room to rest."

After Ying Ziqing and Zhang Liang left, Zi Nu looked at Ji Ruxue with her sleepy, alluring eyes, and parted her red lips slightly:

"Let's go, Ruxue-meimei~"

"I don't know you well."

Ji Ruxue gave a soft snort and silently followed behind Zi Nu.

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The current Han royal palace is more magnificent than before. After ascending to the throne, Han Yu has played the role of a king who is addicted to wine and women and is incompetent and foolish.

Military power in South Korea is in the hands of Wei Zhuang and Ye Mu, while political power is in the hands of Zhang Liang. The only thing Han Yu can control is this Han royal palace.

At the entrance of the Korean royal palace,

Ying Ziqing had already changed back into his disguise as the Bad Commander. Upon seeing Ying Ziqing and Zhang Liang, the palace guards at the palace gate bowed and said in a deep voice:

"Wang Meng and Zi Kai, members of the Bad Guys, pay their respects to the Commander-in-Chief."

That's right, not only were the imperial guards at the palace gates members of the Bad People, but the entire Han royal palace was filled with their spies.

"You all continue your posts. I've come to see Han Yu."

"Yes, Marshal."

Ying Ziqing walked into the main hall with his hands behind his back. The candlelight in the hall shone brightly, reflecting off the precious jade and rare stones on the walls.

On the throne made of pure gold, Han Yu, dressed in a dragon robe, was embracing a beautiful concubine and indulging in pleasure.

"King Han is in quite a good mood," Ying Ziqing's hoarse, flippant voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Han Yu looked over and saw the Grand Marshal in the center of the hall. He trembled, threw his concubine to the ground, hurriedly descended from the throne, knelt before Ying Ziqing, and said tremblingly:

"I...I was unaware of the General's presence, I deserve to die..."

Ying Ziqing did not speak, but slowly walked forward. Under the concubine's terrified gaze, he sat on the throne, crossed his legs, and leisurely said:

"I am very satisfied with your performance. I hadn't realized before that you have such a talent for acting. Perhaps you still harbor some kind of fantasy, but I don't care."

I have come today to inform you that in a few days, the State of Han will send troops to attack Wei. If Han's attack on Wei is successful, after the fall of Han, I can guarantee your entire clan a life of wealth and prosperity.

If something unexpected happens... never mind, nothing will happen.

To Ying Ziqing, Han Yu was like a transparent person; his every word and action was under Ying Ziqing's control.

He's nothing but an ant that can be crushed with a flick of the wrist. If he doesn't obey, we can just replace him with another King of Han.

Han Yu, presumably aware of this, slammed his head against the jade brick and said:

"Rest assured, General, I will ensure that the entire Korean state is at the beck and call of Prime Minister Zhang and General Wei."

Ying Ziqing rose from his throne, walked to the trembling beauty, placed his hand on her delicate, white neck, and then suddenly pressed down hard...

With a snap, the beautiful woman's neck was broken by Ying Ziqing's large hand, and she was immediately lifeless.

Ying Ziqing stood up, wiped her hands, stepped over the bowing Han Yu, and walked towards the palace gate.

He left behind a curt statement: "Take care of yourself..."

After Ying Ziqing and Zhang Liang left, Han Yu stood up, his eyes dull and lifeless, like a desolate ruin.

Despite the immense humiliation and resentment in his heart, it was all in vain. He turned his head to glance at the pale-faced beauty, then slumped back to his throne and sat there blankly.

On the other side, after leaving the Han King's palace, Ying Ziqing and Zhang Liang walked through the palace city.

Suddenly, an arrow shot out from behind Ying Ziqing.

However, before the arrow could even touch Ying Ziqing's body, the arrow, forged from refined iron, turned into dust.

With a delicate shout, a fine and slender longsword thrust at Ying Ziqing from the side.

A faint smile appeared on Ying Ziqing's face beneath the mask.

Just as Zhang Liang was about to block the attack for Ying Ziqing, Ying Ziqing had already reached out and grasped the long sword that was thrust at him.

With a cracking sound, the longsword broke into pieces.

Seeing that something was wrong, the masked assassin in red turned around and prepared to flee.

But suddenly he was shocked to find that he had lost control of his body.

It was as if time had stopped, frozen in place.

Zhang Liang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the masked assassin was being held in place by Ying Ziqing.

Beneath Ying Ziqing's mask, a hoarse voice carried a chilling undertone:

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to assassinate me..."

Unfortunately... the internal energy at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm is too weak...

Should I say you're like an ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating your own abilities, or should I praise your commendable courage?

The masked assassin snorted coldly, and a cold, angry female voice rang out from beneath the veil:

"You wicked commander! You'll die a horrible death! Kill me or torture me as you please, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, a complex expression appeared on Zhang Liang's face.

"Honglian...you..."

Ying Ziqing smiled mockingly, raised his hand and removed her veil, revealing a delicate and beautiful face filled with anger and hatred.

"To become a ghost? You probably won't have the chance... I promised Han Fei I would spare your life, but now that you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, I can only accept it with a smile."

Ying Ziqing stepped forward, picked up Honglian's exquisite body, and stepped into the void, disappearing without a trace.

"Zhang Liang, go and settle things, then you will accompany me..."

Zhang Liang looked up at the sky and sighed softly. Even he couldn't excuse Honglian's assassination attempt on the commander-in-chief...

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