Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 365 359. Surrender
"Lord Wutugu, this is the last time I will ask you. As long as you surrender, your soldiers can still survive today. Are you willing?"

The tip of Feng Xi's gun was against Wutugu's Adam's apple, and Feng Xi's cold tone proved that this was his ultimatum.

"Can you Han people spare my life and the lives of my soldiers? I'm afraid you want to kill me first!"

Wu Tu Gu laughed at himself, showing some disdain for Feng Xi's words, and waited for his own death with his eyes closed.

"Your country of Ugo is not worth my deceiving. What is your answer?"

Feng Xi was too lazy to reason with him at the moment. The tip of the gun had already pierced the skin on Wutugu's neck, leaving a little blood.

"...I am willing to surrender. My country of Wugo is willing to submit to the Han Dynasty."

However, Wutugu closed his eyes, and the sizzling sound of the soldiers in the rear being roasted by the fire and their screams of exhaustion penetrated every corner and drilled straight into his ears.

Wutugu felt that his death did not matter, but Wuguo could not afford to lose so many soldiers. Although Feng Xi had killed most of them in the fire today, leaving 10,000 or even 5,000 people behind was much better than leaving none alive.

Wutugu was the king of a country, not just a warrior, and there were many more things he needed to consider.

Now Wutugu could only hope that Feng Xi would vent his anger on himself and spare the lives of these soldiers.

"Since you are willing to surrender, let them take off their rattan armor, put down their weapons, and squat on the ground obediently."

Feng Xi threw something from the side of the saddle and it landed next to Wutugu.

Wutugu took a closer look and found that it was the large iron loudspeaker that Feng Xi had used before. He had seen Feng Xi use it and knew that it had the ability to amplify sound.

"Warriors, lay down your weapons! Today's defeat is all my fault, don't waste your lives again! Take off your rattan armor, lay down your weapons, squat where you are, and don't resist anymore!"

Wu Tu Gu sat on the ground, exerting force from his dantian. The sound that was already like a huge bell was amplified countless times through the iron speaker, and it was even more clearly audible in the valley, which had its own sound-gathering effect.

The soldiers of the Ugo Kingdom opened their eyes wide in disbelief, but then their expressions changed from astonishment to confusion.

They had all heard of Wutugu's voice, so it was naturally familiar to them. Now that their own leader had surrendered, what were they still resisting for?
The soldiers who had not yet been shot or burned by the Han army had no choice but to follow Wutugu's orders, take off their armor, discard their weapons, find an open space without fire and squat down, hoping that the Han army would keep their promise and spare their lives.

The Han army on the cliff seemed to have heard some orders and stopped attacking and no longer shot the soldiers who had laid down their weapons.

The valley, which was noisy a second ago, became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop the next moment. Apart from the sound of the burning flames and the wailing of those unlucky people who were not yet dead, there was no other sound.

"呲呲..."

Behind Feng Xi, the wall of fire was put out by sandbags that had been prepared long ago. Teams of Han soldiers entered from the small path one after another. The archers did not move forward, but still held various bows and crossbows in their hands to prevent the soldiers of the Wuguo country from suddenly attacking and injuring people.

The remaining soldiers were divided into two teams. One team went to collect the weapons and armor of the soldiers of Wuguo and clean up the battlefield. The other team went forward to count the prisoners and tie them up with ropes. Wutugu sat on the ground, watching the Han army deal with the battlefield in an orderly manner. He glanced over and saw that although the Han army seemed to have stopped, there were still Han soldiers guarding the cliff, and many Han soldiers were still on guard at the exit of the sky behind.

Even if he surrendered, the Han army would not reveal any flaws. If he dared to rebel, he and the remaining 10,000 people would probably be killed.

"...Grand Commander, I hope you can keep your promise. Even if you cut me into pieces or leave me with no intact body, I only hope you can spare these ordinary soldiers of the Wugo Kingdom."

Wutugu sighed. He no longer had any thoughts of living. He could only hope that the Han army would be kind and righteous as rumored and not kill them all.

"I don't understand what you are saying, Lord. We have no grudges in the past and no hatred in the present. Why must I kill you?"

Feng Xi was sitting in his BMW "Yanyun". Hearing Wutugu's words that sounded like a last will, he was a little confused and asked Wutugu with a smile.

Wutugu did not have time to think about why Feng Xi changed his expression so quickly, but thought about what Feng Xi said, and it seemed that there was indeed no blood feud between the two sides.

"This……"

Wu Tu Gu opened his mouth, but was stuck. He didn't know why, but he had always thought so. Now Feng Xi's question made him unable to speak.

"Whether it's you, the king, or the general who just pretended to surrender, I've said that I'll let you live if you surrender, so I'll keep my word. If he doesn't play those little tricks, what's wrong with letting him live?"

Feng Xi glanced at Tu An's corpse, whose eyes were open as he died, and shook his head without lingering on it for too long.

Wutugu was choked by Feng Xi's words. Did the Han army really try to persuade him to surrender from the beginning to the end? As a result, he and Tuan made things worse, not only killing Tuan in vain, but also causing many deaths of his soldiers.

Wutugu felt both guilty and regretful. He sat on the ground dejectedly and was unable to speak.

"Lord Wutugu, in fact, your Wuguo country has no grudge against my Han. I guess you have these thoughts because Meng Huo has repeatedly told you that my Han army bullied Nanzhong and how brutal it was, so you instinctively think that my Han army cannot communicate and will kill anyone they catch, right?"

Feng Xi seemed to see Wutugu's confusion, and asked without lowering his head as he looked at the fire in the valley.

Wutugu sat on the ground and thought carefully. He found that the situation seemed to be just as Feng Xi said. All his information was given by Meng Huo. Meng Huo described the Han army in such and such terms and how they were irreconcilable with the Han army. This made him slowly come into Meng Huo's perspective.

As a result, Wutugu simply ignored the most basic condition that he had never even dealt with the Han army before.

It seems that what Feng Xi said is not wrong. There is no grudge between the two sides, so why should they kill each other?
"Not only the King of Wutugu, but many other people were also bewitched by Meng Huo. We are marching south this time to save Cave Master Yang Feng, and also because Meng Huo, who received benefits and gold and silver from the fake Wei Emperor, is stirring up trouble in the south.

Now the King of Wutugu is just bewitched by him, and actually has no reason to fight to the death with the Han Dynasty, am I right?"

Feng Xi's words were very insightful. In fact, Wutugu was just paying money to get things done. But money is also a kind of temptation. In one sentence, Wutugu was cleared of all charges, and it became clear that he was also deceived and a victim.

(End of this chapter)