Ma Liangcai gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and ordered the withdrawal of troops.
A villain like him naturally knows how to keep the green hills and not worry about running out of firewood.
Besides, if you don't compromise at this time, you will die.
The soldiers next to Chen Song did not dare to be too slow and immediately went out to deliver the order.
Not long after, the war-torn Jiujiang Royal City finally calmed down, and the Chen and Song armies also evacuated the city obediently.
Although the Southern Chu army who stayed here didn't know what happened, the armies of the Three Kingdoms had already evacuated, so there was no point in them continuing to stay here.
Besides, the city is now in chaos and the situation is unclear, so we have no choice but to leave first.
Zhao Rui had already brought Ma Liangcai to the main hall of Jiujiang Palace.
All the civil and military ministers from Lu Zhou who were still alive gathered here, and everyone's face was filled with murderous intent.
"Ma Liangcai!" Princess Yaoyue stepped forward angrily and kicked him hard on the shoulder.
"Repay my father's life!"
This kick directly kicked Ma Liangcai far away. His shoulders had been removed by Zhao Rui, and this kick directly injured his periosteum.
Ma Liangcai suddenly complained incessantly. He did not expect that one day he would be in such a situation.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao, I have withdrawn the army from the city as you requested. You should let me go."
Zhao Rui chuckled: "When did I say I would let you go?"
Ma Liangcai's pupils suddenly dilated: "Your Highness, you are also the dignified King of Zhao, so you can't go back on your word."
Zhao Ruike didn't care, he raised the knife and put it on Ma Liangcai's neck.
"You are of no use to me now. Do you think you can still live?"
Just when he was about to take action, Princess Yaoyue next to him suddenly stopped him.
"Your Highness, just kill him anyway. It's too easy to kill him. It's better to hand him over to the people in the city."
Ma Liangcai suddenly turned pale. When he entered the city, he issued orders to kill him more than once. The people in the city wanted to eat him alive.
If he was really handed over to the people in the city, he might not even be able to keep his whole body alive in the end.
"Your Highness, King Zhao, I was captured by you, and I should be dealt with by you. You cannot hand me over to other people! I am also the Prime Minister of Chen Song Dynasty after all, and I still have thirty miles of land in my hands. If you let me go,
, I can dedicate all these fiefs to you."
Zhao Rui's face was full of disdain: "What do I want from your thirty-mile fiefdom? If you can give the entire Chen Dynasty to Dashang, maybe I can consider letting you go."
Ma Liangcai was stunned for a moment. This was not his decision.
At this moment, a loud shout of death suddenly sounded outside the city.
It seemed that the Chen Song Army and the Nan Chu Army, which were leaving the city, ran into Prince Huan's vanguard.
Zhao Rui didn't have the slightest worry. After all, it was an army of 200,000, and Prince Huan's military ability was considered superior. He would not be defeated at least for a while.
Furthermore, it won't be long before the following merchant armies arrive here.
When Ma Liangcai heard the cry of killing, he suddenly jumped up as if he had been given blood.
"Haha! You are finished. It must be me, Chen Song, who has an army of 300,000 ambushing in the valley, coming to support you! Let me go as soon as possible, otherwise, when the army enters the city, all of you will be cut into pieces.
"
The sudden shouting shocked everyone present, but only Zhao Rui looked at Ma Liangcai up and down as if he were a clown.