I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

After the generals went out to make preparations, Murong Qingcang, accompanied by several guards, hurriedly walked towards the tent where Wu Da was imprisoned.

The tent where Wu Da was imprisoned was not far from the central army tent.

Before long, Murong Qingcang arrived with his men.

At the tent entrance, the soldiers guarding Wu Da were still unaware of what had happened; they were waiting for Murong Jin's good news.

If Murong Jin wins another battle, they will surely receive a reward.

But starting this morning, the entire camp became chaotic, as if a battle was about to break out.

Not to mention, they were even more panicked when they saw Murong Qingcang coming in person.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

The two soldiers exchanged a glance, then both knelt down on one knee and clasped their hands in a fist salute.

Murong Qingcang, holding a knife, asked them in a harsh tone, "Where are they?"

The soldier dared not conceal the truth and answered truthfully:

"Your Majesty, the person is inside, probably still sleeping."

Murong Qingcang nodded, told them to guard the entrance, and then led the guards inside.

Inside the tent, everything was as before. On the bed not far away, a person lay facing inwards with their back to the outside.

Murong Qingcang was about to step forward and make a move when several guards joined forces to stop him:

"Your Majesty, the opponent is a Grandmaster after all. Better safe than sorry. Let us go instead."

Although Wu Da's Grandmaster strength is currently locked by the Viper Collar, no one can guarantee that Wu Da has any trump cards he hasn't used.

What if Murong Qingcang gets too close and something happens?

Therefore, they should be the ones to do this dangerous work.

Murong Qingcang nodded, agreeing with their reasoning, and allowed them to join the attack.

The guards exchanged glances, drew their swords, and walked toward the person on the bed.

Before they could even lift the blanket from the person on the bed, the group of men raised their knives and began slashing wildly at the person.

They slashed him seventy or eighty times before the guards stopped and nodded in satisfaction.

Even a grandmaster would not survive if he were stabbed seventy or eighty times.

But Murong Qingcang, who was watching from behind, vaguely sensed something was wrong. He ordered, "Uncover the blanket."

A guard extended his knife and slowly pried open the blood-soaked blanket, revealing a mangled corpse.

"Your Majesty is completely dead."

"Soldier said."

"Turn it over."

Murong Qingcang still felt something was wrong.

The two soldiers worked together to turn the corpse over on the bed.

When they saw the corpse's face, they were all terrified.

Then he quickly stepped back, knelt on one knee, and faced the corpse on the bed.

Because the corpse was not Wu Da, but one of Murong Qingcang's concubines.

This concubine was one of the accompanying concubines, and Murong Qin Cang doted on her.

They actually hacked Murong Qingcang's favorite concubine to death with a flurry of blows.

Although it was Murong Qingcang who ordered them to cut it down.

But if they don't kneel down immediately, Murong Qingcang won't let them off the hook afterward.

The corpse they saw was not Wu Da's, but that of his concubine.

Enraged, Murong Qingcang smashed the table next to him with a single blow.

The soldiers dared not speak, and exchanged glances with their heads down.

How did the person in the bed suddenly become a concubine?

Where is Lord Wu? Where did he go?

A sharp-eyed soldier noticed the necklace around the concubine's neck and couldn't help but remind her, "Your Majesty..."

Murong Qingcang walked over, "Damn it, we've fallen for their trap!"

After saying that, Murong Qingcang picked up his knife, turned around, and left.

The guards were all dumbfounded. They looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with Murong Qingcang.

But as Murong Qingcang's guards, they followed him wherever he went, so they quickly followed after him.

Following Murong Qingcang back to the central command tent, they saw him rummaging through something on the table.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking for?"

One of the guards asked, puzzled.

Murong Qingcang grew increasingly anxious as he searched: "We've fallen into a trap! We've fallen for a diversionary tactic! My imperial seal? The imperial seal!"

The moment I saw the snake collar around the concubine's neck.

Murong Qingcang knew he had fallen into a trap.

Wu Da's Grandmaster strength was not actually locked; it was just a smokescreen to lure him away today so that he could return and steal the Imperial Seal.

Finally, after turning the entire central command tent upside down, they still couldn't find the imperial seal, and Murong Qingcang completely broke down.

Holding a knife, he swung it wildly in the central command tent, and the guards dared not approach, looking at each other in dismay.

At this moment, Wu Da has successfully returned to Xuanque Pass with the imperial seal.

He carried the imperial seal to the city wall.

The Empress squinted as she stood on the city wall, looking at the Northern Mang army camp outside the city.

"Your Majesty, I have not failed in my mission."

Wu Da came up behind the Empress and presented her with the imperial seal.

The Empress turned around, reached out and took the imperial seal, and said:

"From this day forward, I shall still be the Emperor of Northern Mang."

……

Southern Xinjiang City.

Unlike in the North, the situation has changed.

The city of Nanjiang was calm and peaceful, showing no signs of an impending war.

Normally, Qin Li likes to take Qin Feng shopping to experience the local customs and culture.

I've been to Pushan Temple several times and have become quite familiar with the monks there.

The monks thought that Qin Li was a good person, unlike the rumors circulating outside.

Until news came from the North.

On this day, Qin Li read aloud the military report sent by carrier pigeon in front of the officials of Nanjiang City.

Upon hearing that the Northern Barbarians had suffered a major defeat at Tucheng and that the two sons of the Northern Barbarian Emperor Murong Qingcang had been captured alive, the officials of Nanjiang City all changed their expressions drastically. Only at the behest of the King of the Frontier did they hurriedly congratulate Qin Li.

Qin Li laughed heartily and said, "Excellent, excellent! The Northern Barbarians are no longer a threat; now only the Buddhist Kingdom remains."

"Issue my order: the army will march on the Buddhist Kingdom precisely seven days from now!"

"We must conquer the three states of the Buddhist Kingdom within one month, without fail!"

The happiest people upon receiving this order were the large army that Qin Li had brought with him.

Having camped in Nanjiang City for so long, it's no wonder they're so happy to finally have a battle to fight.

They were all sharpening their knives, waiting to rush into the Buddhist kingdom in seven days and make their mark.

However, the officials in Nanjiang City all looked rather strange.

Actually, you can't blame them for this.

They are all believers in the Buddhist Kingdom, and now Qin Li is going to attack the Buddhist Kingdom.

They didn't directly object, which is already quite good.

"Brother, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

The one who asked the question was Qin Han, the King of the Frontier; now, only he dared to ask it.

Qin Li frowned, displeased. "What's wrong?"

Qin Han said, "According to our scouts, the Buddhist Kingdom has shown no intention of resisting, indicating that they do not wish to go to war with our Great Zhou. Why must we attack them, brother? Wouldn't it be better for our two countries to coexist peacefully?"

Qin Li did not answer, but said, "Seventh Brother, you tell your second brother why."

Qin Han hurriedly looked at Qin Feng, to which Qin Feng only replied, "Second Brother, have you ever heard the saying, 'How can one allow another to sleep soundly beside one's bed?'"