"Your Highness King Zhao, the great merchants did not attack Tubo. Is it too much for you to wantonly run amuck in our country?"
Although the city lord's words were tough, there was an obvious vibrato in them.
After Zhao Rui arrived here, he didn't say a word, he just killed people there, and he couldn't guarantee whether he would be the next one.
"I just saw a human skin drum outside. I heard that it is the city lord's favorite thing. I wonder how many human skins it is made of?"
"Five!" the city lord responded hurriedly: "I peeled off those human skins with my own hands. If His Highness King Zhao likes it, I can give these to you."
Zhao Rui's eyes were suddenly filled with murderous intent, as if peeling off five human skins was a matter of course in this guy's eyes.
"According to my law of Dashang, whoever kills must die. You have committed a capital crime!"
The city lord was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the long knife in Zhao Rui's hand fell down.
The remaining chief clerks did not dare to say a word anymore and lay there trembling all over.
Zhao Rui turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him.
"All the property in the city was moved out, half was distributed to the people here, and the remaining half was used for military supplies."
Everyone agreed in unison and went out to do it.
Tuluo City can also be considered a medium-sized city, with enough space for an army of 50,000 to settle down.
After he entered the city, the entire city underwent earth-shaking changes, and the people in the city asked to join the merchant army.
Zhao Rui was also unequivocal. After some selection, he recruited nearly 50 million people in the city.
Far away in the imperial study room of the imperial palace in Luo City, Murong Bing looked at the battle report in his hand with confusion on his face.
"What exactly is Nanchu going to do? Are their national troops crazy? They actually launched several armies at the same time. Aren't they afraid that other vassal states will unite to fight against it?"
Shangguan Mu frowned, not even he could understand Nan Chu's actions.
The generals next to them were analyzing the movements of the Southern Chu army on the map, but after some analysis, they just concluded that the king of Southern Chu was crazy.
Such attacks and tactics are without any rules. Apart from consuming Nan Chu's national power, it has no effect at all. Even if all these vassal states are finally wiped out, Nan Chu will have to pay an extremely painful price.
, there is no way to recover within decades.
Nangong Yi held her chin and thought for a moment before suddenly taking a step forward.
"Your Majesty, do you remember Su Changqing who came to Luo City before?"
Murong Bing nodded: "Of course I remember, King Zhao seems to have great respect for this person."
"Your Majesty, judging from the intelligence collected recently, Su Changqing has become the prime minister of Nan Chu. All this seems to be his plan. Does he really want to destroy Nan Chu with one person?"
Sima Shang and Chen He, who had been standing nearby, also frowned.
The two of them knew very little about Su Changqing, and they didn't understand what kind of hatred this young man had with Nanchu that could make him do this at all costs.
Su Changqing is now in Nanchu, and his plan can easily be seen by the civil and military officials of Nanchu. By then, what awaits him will be disaster.
Murong Bing held her chin, her face full of depression.