My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

The fighting in Xinzheng City became increasingly fierce.

Both Qin and Han knew that this was the final battle!

The gaps between the floor tiles could not accommodate so much blood at one time, and the blood could only be allowed to accumulate, flow, and solidify on the surface of the floor tiles.

Fire, blood, killing and death jointly compose the picture of the inner city of Xinzheng at this moment.

Just when this picture is becoming more and more like hell, the palace gate of Hanwang Palace.

opened!

More than a thousand torches suddenly lit up, illuminating the palace gate like daylight and also illuminating King Han's every detail.

But at this moment, Han Wangan did not wear the crown that belonged to the princes and kings, but just tied his hair into a bun.

He didn't even wear his crown clothes properly. Instead, he untied the laces and pulled down his rotator cuffs, exposing his chest muscles and two arms.

Finally, he took a deep look at the direction of the main hall of King Han's palace. King Han put the jade used for sacrificial offerings in Han into his mouth, held a wooden plate in his hands, and walked out of the palace door slowly.

The firelight at the palace door abandoned him, allowing him to walk into the darkness.

Looking at Han Wangan who seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, Han Lang's eyes were red and he was almost crying.

Patting his face hard to suppress his sadness, Han Lang whispered: "Get up!"

The eight people with the highest status in the palace of Han Dynasty worked together to hold a coffin that only princes and kings were entitled to enjoy on their shoulders, and followed Wang An of Han out of the palace gate.

When Ying Chengyu saw this, he couldn't bear it.

But he knew very well that this was the only way for the defeated country, so he could only shout to the soldiers behind him:

"dismount!"

"present!"

Ten thousand soldiers dismounted one after another and stood facing Han Wangan's direction with their hands raised.

When King An of Han walked ten steps in front of Ying Chengyu, Han Lang shouted in a hoarse voice: "Today! King An of Han, present the map of Han Dikun and the seal of Han!"

"I hope Qin will accept it!"

Han Wangan bent down deeply and raised the tray in his hand. What was placed on the tray was a map and a jade seal.

Ying Chengyu shouted in a deep voice: "The commander-in-chief of the Qin army, the second son of King Zhuangxiang of Qin, and the young master of Qin, Chengyu, accepts the land on Qin's behalf! Accepts the seal!"

Taking a square step, Ying Chengyu walked up to the front of Han Wangan with a serious look and took one step at a time. Using both hands, he took the tray from Han Wangan's hand.

Without looking at it, Ying Chengyu directly handed the tray to Yafu who was following behind him.

Han Lang held back his tears and shouted again: "Today! King Han, An, bare your flesh and hold the jade in your hand."

"All the officials are wearing mourning clothes, and the officials are carrying the coffins. They come out of the palace and surrender!"

"Let Qin handle it!"

When people die, they often put some jade objects in their mouths.

Han Wangan, who held the Korean sacrificial jade in his mouth, was not dead in the physical sense, but he was already a dead person in the legal and ritual sense.

Hundreds of officials are wearing sackcloth and mourning for him, and scholars are carrying his coffin.

Surrender is not just surrender, it is the funeral of the king by hundreds of officials and officials!

Ying Chengyu shouted solemnly: "The commander-in-chief of the Qin army, the second son of King Zhuangxiang of Qin, and the young master of Qin, Chengyu, accepts the surrender on behalf of Qin!"

Bowing deeply to Han Wangan, Ying Chengyu used both hands to remove the jade from Han Wangan's mouth.

This means that Korea's sacrificial rights have since fallen into the hands of Qin, and Korea has lost the right to worship heaven and earth.

Bowing to Han Wangan again, Ying Chengyu said in a serious voice to Han Lang: "Han Wangan chooses a wise leader for all people and relieves the bitter hatred of killing and conquest. It is a great act of kindness."

"The young master has become a king to replace Qin Ling!"

"Burn it!"

Taking the jade and burning the coffin meant that Ying Chengyu decided to use the coffin to depose Han Wang An, but live up to Han An's fate.

Han Lang was overjoyed and handed over his hands: "Thank you, sir!"

"Quickly, burn the coffin!"

All the eunuchs were so happy that they threw all kinds of fire starters onto the coffin, and soon the coffin was ablaze.

With his back against the firelight of the coffin, Ying Chengyu raised the jade jade high and shouted loudly to the entire army:

"The King of Han has surrendered!"

"Korea is destroyed!"

"Great Qin will be victorious!"

Thousands of soldiers cheered and shouted:

"The King of Han has surrendered! Korea has been destroyed!"

"Great Qin, ten thousand victories!"

Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sound shocked Xinzheng.

Feng Ting, who was hit by three arrows, raised his head in shock and muttered: "South Korea is destroyed?"

"I, Da Qin, won?"

Feng Ting's unit is responsible for the most severe task in this battle. The battle damage has reached 30% so far. Feng Ting has no idea how long he can hold on. Now Feng Ting can finally sit down under the city wall and show a relaxed smile: " Finally, we won!”

Yang Hu, who was covered in blood, wiped the blood on his face and looked at the Han Palace in disbelief: "This expedition is just to gain some merit and be promoted to the rank of captain."

"Now you tell me, my army, that our army destroyed South Korea?!"

No matter how weak South Korea is, it is still one of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period!

Just destroyed?

He has the power to destroy the country, let alone being promoted to captain, he might have the opportunity to serve as the head coach in the future!

Even if he doesn't have the chance to be the head coach, Yang Hu's name will definitely be engraved in history forever!

This incredible wealth came too suddenly!

Yang Hu excitedly raised his weapon and shouted cheerfully: "The Qin Dynasty will be victorious! The general will be victorious!"

Zhang Rang, who had more than a dozen wounds on his body and several bruises, fought desperately.

After Teng Fu deliberately opened a gap, he finally led more than ten tribesmen to rush outside the palace gate, and immediately saw the naked Han Wangan.

In an instant, Zhang Rang's heart stopped beating, all the blood in his body flowed backwards, his brain became dizzy, his limbs became weak, and he fell directly off the horse.

"Your Majesty!" After getting up with difficulty, Zhang Rang shouted sadly: "I am still fighting to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first!"

Han An finally uttered his first words after leaving the palace: "Continuing to fight will only increase the number of deaths."

"An is ashamed of the people of Korea, so why bother letting the people of Korea fight for An?"

Zhang Rang said firmly: "We are willing!"

Han An smiled: "You are willing, but will anyone else be willing?"

Zhang Rang was silent.

He couldn't say yes.

Teng Fu is standing behind. If he is willing, can he surrender to Qin as a false defender?

Han An sighed bleakly: "An has the ambition to be enterprising, but he doesn't have the ability of his ancestors, and he can't even protect all people."

"I am ashamed of my ancestors, and even more ashamed of the people of Korea."

"You must accept the responsibilities of your ancestors."

"Even if you are scolded by the world, An will also accept it!"

"My dear friends, please surrender."

Zhang Rang lowered his head in pain: "I am incompetent, I am ashamed of the king's trust!"

"What's wrong with you, Your Majesty? What's wrong with Your Majesty!"

Han An said quietly: "Wang An of Han has been dead since An walked out of the palace."

"Han An is the only commoner left in the world."

Zhang Rang was heartbroken beyond measure, and Han An's surrender made Zhang Rang completely lose his faith in fighting.

"Your Majesty!" Zhang Rang finally roared, his eyes turned white and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Ying Chengyu sighed with emotion: "He is a virtuous man."

Han An said quietly: "He is also a powerful minister."