I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

"Father, I've found out that the second son is going to Tucheng."

Late at night, in the central command tent.

When Murong Bo brought the news back, Murong Qingcang was so angry that he was about to rush out without saying a word.

Murong Bo quickly stretched out his arm to stop him, saying, "Father, please calm down!"

Needless to say, Murong Qingcang was definitely going to cause trouble for Murong Jin.

Even after being stopped, Murong Qingcang pointed outside and continued to curse angrily:

"That rebellious son of his has some nerve, daring to even go to Tucheng!"

"Twenty li, a full twenty li deep! That rebellious son is courting death!"

Moreover, it was obvious to everyone that Tucheng was a trap, yet that rebellious son actually jumped right into it.

Murong Qingcang was shrewd all his life, how could he have given birth to such a stupid son?

Do you really think that after winning a great victory in Wolf Valley, you'll be able to fight a war?

"Father, please calm down. My second brother is just eager to make a name for himself and wants to prove himself."

"If you don't even dare to go, what's the difference between you and a piece of trash?"

"From this perspective, the second child still deserves praise."

After being persuaded by Murong Bo, Murong Qingcang sat down again, but he was still furious.

He said, "This kid is eyeing your position as crown prince, and you, on the contrary, are always defending him."

Murong Bo hesitated to reach out, scratching his head. "Father, my second brother and I are brothers after all. How can an older brother not side with his younger brother?"

Murong Qingcang sighed, feeling both angry and relieved.

He was angry at Murong Jin, but pleased with Murong Bo.

Seeing that Murong Qingcang's emotions had calmed down slightly, Murong Bo cupped his hands and asked, "Father, what should we do?"

Knowing full well that Tucheng was a trap set by the Great Zhou, Murong Jin was still willing to jump into it.

As the eldest brother, he and Murong Qingcang, as the father, would not sit idly by.

Murong Qingcang said, "I would like to hear your opinion first."

He's old; he'll die someday.

Unlike the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he did not dream of immortality and becoming emperor forever.

After his death, Murong Bo will take over his position.

He hoped to train Murong Bo properly during his lifetime.

Only then could he leave in peace and with peace of mind.

"Father, I have no objections. I will obey your orders," Murong Bo said modestly.

"No, tell me your opinion first."

Unlike Murong Jin, who was good for nothing, Murong Qingcang had high hopes for his eldest son, Murong Bo, who certainly had his own ideas.

"Then I shall respectfully comply."

After thinking for a moment, Murong Bo said, "Father, why don't we play the game of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"

"Explain in detail."

"Murong Qingcang gave the order."

Murong Bo spoke eloquently: "Tucheng must be a trap set by the Great Zhou to capture my second brother. Instead of stopping him from going to Tucheng, we should let him go and wait for him to fall into the ambush and be surrounded by the Great Zhou army. Then I will lead my troops to surround the Great Zhou army. In this way, I will be the oriole, and I can also join forces with my second brother, the cicada, to attack from both inside and outside and defeat the Great Zhou army."

"The defeat of the Great Zhou at Tucheng will definitely have a significant impact on Xuanque Pass. In that case, a crack will appear in the fortified city of Xuanque Pass, and it will be much easier to conquer it in the future."

After hearing Murong Bo's method, Murong Qingcang couldn't help but praise it as a brilliant plan.

He said, "This method is excellent. I entrust you with the entire planning and arrangements. Your father will be here waiting for your good news."

Murong Bo took a step back, clasped his hands, and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Father."

……

a few days later.

One late night.

With a golden sword at his waist, Murong Jin led a troop, silently bypassing Xuanque Pass and heading straight for the heart of the Great Zhou.

From the air, the army looked like a black arrow shooting towards the earthen city.

However, on the way to Tu City, Murong Jin's personal guards couldn't help but say:

"Second Young Master, leaving the camp without orders is a major taboo in the army."

"If His Majesty and the Crown Prince find out, they certainly won't let us off the hook."

Snapped!

Without saying a word, Murong Jin lashed out with his whip across Murong Jin's face, splattering a trail of blood.

Murong Jin only had eyes for the road ahead, and all he could hear was the thunderous sound of horses' hooves and the whistling wind.

He angrily retorted, "The army has already left the camp; saying these things is tantamount to undermining morale!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you've followed me for so many years, I would have really wanted to chop you up with one stroke and use you as a sacrifice for the flag."

The guards were so frightened that they immediately fell silent.

Murong Jin continued his tirade: "So what if we left the camp without orders? Didn't we also leave the camp without orders a few days ago during the battle at Wolf Valley, and we still won a victory!"

"Father even bestowed his golden sword upon me. This time, leaving the camp without orders, we're sure to achieve even greater merit!"

"Anyone who doesn't want to go can go back now, but when it comes to rewards after the war, you won't get a share."

Seeing that Murong Jin was determined to attack Tu City, the other guards stopped objecting and joined in, saying:

"The second young master is right. If you want to win a battle, you can't follow the rules."

"Our army will surely win a great victory in this battle of Tucheng."

"The Great Zhou would never have imagined that our army would dare to bypass Xuanque Pass and launch a surprise attack on Tucheng."

"Once the city falls, the morale of the Great Zhou army will collapse."

"Taking Xuanque Pass will be a piece of cake then."

"The second young master deserves the most credit, and we will also be promoted and ennobled."

Upon hearing this, Murong Jin, on horseback, couldn't help but laugh heartily, cracking his whip forcefully: "Pass on my order! The entire army must speed up and arrive at Tu City before midnight. End the battle within half an hour, and return before dawn to give Father a big surprise!"

The soldiers responded in unison, "Yes, sir!"

Led by Murong Jin, they actually arrived at Tu City at midnight.

On a high slope with an excellent view, Murong Jin and several guards abandoned their horses, crouched low, and carefully observed the movements of the earthen city below.

Just as Wu Da had said, this earthen city had low walls, allowing warhorses to easily cross them.

By the moonlight, one could clearly see the movements of the people in the city.

Most of the soldiers were wounded, and there were also several weapons workshops that operated day and night.

Even from a great distance, they could hear the clanging of blacksmithing.

"Second Young Master, something seems amiss."

The guard suddenly spoke.

Murong Jin asked, "What's wrong? Is something off?"

The guard replied, "Although this earthen city isn't a strategic location, why isn't there even a patrol? Could this be a trap set by the Great Zhou?"

Murong Jin said, "That's possible."

"Second Young Master, shall we continue fighting?"

"Why not fight?"

Murong Jin was absolutely determined.

"But this is a trap."

"I'm sure," the guard emphasized.

"What's wrong with the trap? The pit wasn't big enough to trap our behemoth."

"Come here, everyone, I have a brilliant plan."

Murong Jin beckoned to them, and his guards quickly gathered around to hear him explain his brilliant plan...