A bloody human head appeared before them without warning.
The hundred officials erupted into an uproar.
"Th-this... is this real?!"
Prince Qi's voice trembled slightly.
"Of course it's fake."
Wang Jun took over. "But unlike ordinary illusion arts and Disguise Techniques, the head itself is real. Only the face was fabricated using the 'skin-painting method,' molded to be exactly like the real person. Absolutely no one could tell the difference."
"The White Robe is dead!"
Mu Fengchun's hoarse voice echoed through the hall. "After abandoning the east, our Great Sheng's three hundred thousand troops will be able to trap Northern Liang's main force in Qiantang Prefecture within twenty days, cutting off their supply lines as well!
"After that, we must ensure that the Northern Liang Army loses all communication with Hongdu Prefecture.
"Once those two things are done, throw Chen Sanshi's head into Qiantang Prefecture. The Northern Liang Army will naturally fall into panic. Once they lose their pillar, death will not be far away."
"Old Mu, what a brilliant plan!"
Prince Qi praised.
Everyone knew how much status and prestige Chen Sanshi held in the hearts of Northern Liang's soldiers. Yet sometimes, having one person possess too much prestige was not necessarily a good thing.
While that person lived, he might be able to support a hundred-thousand-strong Tiger-Wolf Army through his strength alone.
But once that person fell, after a brief burst of rage, the army's morale would collapse like a mountain crumbling and the earth splitting.
"Besides."
Mu Fengchun added, "As for the Ninth Prince's side, trap them if possible. If they truly cannot be trapped, directly abandon the troops in Chunqiu Prefecture and head for Qiantang Prefecture."
"Do it that way!"
Prince Qin issued the final order. "Go make the arrangements!"
Outside Hongdu Prefecture.
Rebel Suppression Army,