"Send someone quickly to tell Wang Ben that I want to surrender! Hurry, hurry!"
Daliang City, the high-altitude Fantai Palace.
King Wei pretended to roar at the officials and nobles in the palace, his long beard under his chin was covered with saliva, and the remaining yellow gums in the corners of his eyes fell off under his forceful roar.
As long as he surrenders before the Qin army enters the city, then the King of Wei will not be captured, but surrender in compliance with the destiny!
The scholar-bureaucrats of the Wei state who used to have wide robes, long sleeves, high crowns and elegant belts were now sitting in twos and threes in the hall.
Their clothes were in rags, their faces were earth-colored, and the crowns on their heads were stained with yellow mud. Many of their eyes were full of confusion and desolation. When they heard their king roaring in the palace, only one scholar-official among them staggered.
He stood up and walked out.
Outside the main hall, looking down from the higher Fantai Palace, the entire Daliang City was soaked in water, with pale and swollen corpses floating on the water from time to time.
Although after the city wall of Daliang collapsed and floods poured into the city, Wang Ben sent an order to the Qin army and civilians upstream to block the flow and divert the floodwater into another prepared ditch to calm the waves hitting Daliang.
Even so, under that terrible flood, countless Guizhou people who had nowhere to hide were still submerged in the water in Daliang City.
The city is full of floating corpses.
Only some civilians in higher-lying areas and the noble officials who hid on the high ground of the palace in advance escaped this disaster.
"Is this really Daliang?"
The scholar-official looked around blankly. In his eyes, he could only see the ruins of the city and corpses floating everywhere.
He sighed deeply, walked up the steps of the palace, stepped into the water that could submerge his knees, and limped towards the Qin army's camp outside the city.
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Qin army camp.
Wang Ben, who had just received the envoy of the King of Wei, led the generals out of the military tent.
He held his head high, high-spirited, and announced loudly to the Qin soldiers who were waiting outside with expectant faces.
"The King of Wei has surrendered!"
"We will destroy Wei!"
After a brief silence, there was overwhelming cheers.
"We will destroy Wei!"
"The king is victorious!"
"Qin is victorious!"
Thousands of troops cheered like a tsunami, and the armored Qin soldiers happily threw down their weapons and jumped for joy, with joyful smiles on their faces.
They destroyed Wei State and the former overlord of the Central Plains!
This was not only a great achievement, but more importantly, for countless Qin soldiers, the war was finally over.
"We can go home!"
The voices of more than 100,000 people gathered in the sky above the camp, echoing and lingering for a long time.
Only Zhao Tuo was laughing with the generals, but the sense of urgency in his heart kept approaching, making his heart become heavier and heavier.
The state of Wei has been destroyed.
The autumn harvest is coming.
Can these people really go home?
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The king of Wei pretended to submit a letter of surrender, but the Qin army did not enter the city to take over Daliang.
Although the source of the flood has been cut off, except for some low-lying areas in Daliang City, muddy and wet ground can be seen in most places, allowing people to walk on it.
But for the Qin army, the city was now full of corpses, and it had been soaked by floods for nearly three months. It was summer, and epidemics were prevalent. One mistake could easily trigger a large-scale plague.
"Abandon the beam!"
This was Wang Ben's decision, and it was also the choice made by the King of Qin who sat high in Xianyang.
This majestic city in the Central Plains has been abandoned and has no value of living.
So Wang Ben asked King Wei to pretend to take everyone in the city out of the city to surrender.
At the same time, the Qin army must also be presented with the jewelry, treasures, articles, books, sacrificial vessels, and concubines and beauties that originally belonged to the King of Wei that the Wei family has collected over hundreds of years.
The Wei family's collection for countless years will belong to King Qin from now on!
"Zhao Tuo, you are the great hero of this attack on Wei. You should surrender with me."
Wang Ben named Zhao Tuo in front of all the generals.
The generals were envious, but no one complained.
The young man in front of him not only captured Wei Dong's city, but also defeated Wei's 6,000-strong army despite being ambushed, and surrendered Lord Ningling, who had fled many times. These achievements were enough to leave the generals speechless.
Zhao Tuo accepted the promise, and it was a supreme honor to be able to participate in the surrender ceremony of a prince.
On the fourth day after the destruction of Daliang City, the two sides agreed to surrender.
King Wei, who was impatient and wanted to escape from this "city of floating corpses", opened the dilapidated city gate.
He was tied up with his bare face, holding a sheep in his left hand, and a handful of thatch in his right hand, and walked on his knees in front of Wang Ben's chariot.
The former king of Wei kowtowed to the general of the Qin army in the car and said, "I, Wei Jia, have met General Wang."
On the chariot, Wang Ben nodded slightly, and did not have a good look towards the King of Wei. He just said calmly: "Since the King of Wei has surrendered, he should go to Xianyang to meet my king, so that he can know where his destiny lies."
Zhao Tuo, who was standing behind the car, looked at this scene with a strange expression on his face, especially the bleating sheep in King Wei's hands that was still unclear about the situation.
Daliang City has already been flooded with water, making it difficult to get down. There are countless corpses of people, let alone ordinary animals.
If the king of Wei could come out with a sheep in good condition at this time, he might not have been prepared for it.
It seems that the King of Wei had already had the intention to surrender to Qin.
After a brief negotiation, Wang Ben said: "Zhao Tuo, send Wei Jun to the car."
"only."
Zhao Tuo responded, stepped forward, and pretended to extend his hand to King Wei.
"Wei Jun, please come with me."
King Wei looked at the particularly young young General Qin in front of him, his expression was slightly startled, and then he showed a flattering smile: "Thank you, General."
Under the guidance of Zhao Tuo, King Wei boarded a chariot specially prepared for him.
This chariot will be guarded by elite Qin soldiers to transport the surrendered King of Wei to Xianyang.
Behind the chariot that King Wei was riding in were hundreds of carriages that Wang Ben had prepared in the past few months.
All the beauties and beautiful concubines in the Wei Palace must follow him on the carriage, and they will go all the way west to serve the new king.
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They either looked angry, sad, or numb, and walked towards the carriage one by one.
One of the Wei princes was squeezed by the Qin soldiers who were escorting him behind him. He suddenly became furious and shouted: "You jerk, stay away from me. I know how to leave."
Qin Zu frowned and said nothing.
When Young Master Wei saw that the other party had not moved, the stench from his lips and nose was still spraying on his body, he suddenly felt itchy all over his body.
He had been living in fine clothes and food since he was a child, wandering among beauties and beauties. Never had he been touched like this by a low-level soldier. He suddenly became angry and shouted: "I told you to stay away, do you hear me?"
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While roaring, he kicked Qin soldiers in the same manner as he usually kicked servants in the mansion.
Only this time, his kick missed.
The Qin soldier dodged deftly, and then slapped the young master of Wei State in the face with his backhand, knocking the prince and grandson of the noble bloodline to the ground.
"How dare you...how dare you do this to me! Who am I? I am the Young Master of the Kingdom of Wei...wuwu..."
The young master of the state of Wei collapsed on the ground and was woken up by this slap. He finally remembered the situation in front of him and couldn't help crying.
Qin Zu raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the young master.
"Let's go, get in the car!"
Young Master Wei stood up crying and looked around, seeing everyone looking at this scene with numb expressions.
No one said anything, whether they were Qin people or Wei people.
"The Kingdom of Wei has fallen, and I am no longer a prince of the same country."
He murmured, and under the threat of the sharp sword, walked towards the carriage in front.
King Wei, who had already boarded the chariot, watched through the window as his favorite son was knocked to the ground by a despicable Qin soldier, and got into the chariot again crying.
King Wei pretended to be indifferent, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness.
This is what happens to losers.
"Since ancient times, there have always been winners and losers."
Looking at this scene, Zhao Tuo couldn't help but sigh.
Although Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, the princes and princes of the six kingdoms still had a way to survive.
When the Six Kingdoms destroyed Qin, the royal family of Qin was called miserable.
Zhao Tuo moved his eyes and saw a group of Wei people being escorted out and boarded from the Qin army camp in the distance.
Among them was Wei Jiu, who had a sad face.
There was also Wei Bao who was gnashing his teeth and his eyes were red.
The Wei family could be said to have been wiped out by the Qin army.
Watching the convoy loaded with King Sun Qinggui of Wei, important ceremonial instruments, seals and classics, jewelry and valuables embark on the road to the west.
In Zhao Tuo's mind, he remembered a must-memorize text he had learned in his previous life.
"Concubines, concubines, princes and grandsons, resigned from the palace downstairs, came to Qin in their chariots, sang at court and played music at night, and became the people of the Qin palace..."