Under the blessing of the emperor's fluid fluid.
To defeat them without a single blow was the best result.
Under the solitary lamp, the Bailong people looked at him with eyes filled with despair and anger.
But He Lingchuan saw loyalty and Wan Qifeng's influence on them.
Otherwise, how could Bailong people be willing to throw themselves into a trap?
He Lingchuan first stood under the eaves to hide from the rain, and then said to Wan Qifeng: "It's up to you."
Wan Qifeng was silent for a while.
Then he walked to the front of Bailong people, knelt down facing He Lingchuan, and stretched his hands forward.
"We are willing to surrender, please congratulate the island master for your mercy!"
He took the lead and knelt down, and the Bailong people didn't seem too surprised. They just dropped their weapons and knelt down reluctantly in the muddy water on the ground.
Without waiting for He Lingchuan to wink, the Yangshan guards grabbed the ropes, tied them up one by one, and then quickly took away the Bailong people's weapons.
Wan Qifeng said anxiously: "We have surrendered, please spare my uncle's life!"
He Lingchuan walked up to him and said meaningfully, "His death will only be good for you."
Wan Qifeng lowered his head and said: "If you spare his life, I am willing to pay for it with my life!"
The Bailong people in the rear were shocked and shouted: "Young Master, no!"
"Young master, don't be confused!"
"Oh?" He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows and asked the soldiers behind Wan Qifeng, "Choose between Wan Qisong and Wan Qifeng, whose life do you want to keep?"
The response from Bailong people was very enthusiastic:
"Wan Qi Feng, Wan Qi Feng!"
"Don't kill our young master!"
"Please spare the young master's life!"
He Lingchuan put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Okay - Wan Qisong, did you hear it too?"
Everyone was startled and turned around to look, only to see two people walking out of the woods. One of them was Wan Qisong who was tied up like a rice dumpling!
The other end of the rope was held in Dong Rui's hand.
Wan Qisong looked miserable, but the light in his eyes was hard to describe.
He heard clearly the choices made by Bailong people.
Almost everyone chose Wan Qifeng, but wanted his leader to die!
Bailong's soldiers felt embarrassed and turned their heads subconsciously, unable to make eye contact with him.
Seeing that he was indeed alive, Wan Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle!"
Wan Qisong glanced at him and lowered his head.
He Lingchuan asked the uncle and nephew: "Repaying kindness with hatred, committing rebellion, do you know what the crime is?"
Wanqisong bowed his head.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. What’s the point of discussing the crime?
"Then, I will also give you a multiple-choice question. This time it is true, so you must think about it." He Lingchuan pointed at Wan Qisong, and then pointed at the kneeling Bailong people, "Here, second choice
one."
Wan Qifeng raised his head loudly, his eyes cracked: "Congratulations to the island master!"
Of course he wanted to save his uncle's life, but weren't the lives of these hundreds of men considered life?
Those are all good men who have followed him through life and death, and have shed blood and sacrificed their lives for him.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you mean..."
"I said I would give you a chance to choose." He Lingchuan spread his hands and said, "Now I give you."
"You let them go, and I will pay you with my life!"
Dong Rui sneered from the side: "Oh, you still want to bargain?"
The rules of the game of usurping power are like this, the winner takes all, and the loser gets nothing.
Now that Wan Qifeng's life is no longer his, how can he use it as compensation?
Chapter completed!