War will inevitably cause a large number of casualties.
Zhao Jin is no longer the new recruit who just entered the battlefield. The modern battlefield is more cruel than this.
If you don't be ruthless, one of your own will die.
Zhao Jin took a long breath and said, "King Liang."
King Liang was almost half lying on the ground. When he heard the sound, he raised his head. The moment he saw Zhao Jin, his eagle eyes were fierce and he said hatefully: "Zhao Jin!"
"Kill him for me!"
At this time, more than half of the soldiers in the Liang Wang camp were.
After all, with an army of 500,000, it was impossible for Zhao Jin to directly blow up 500,000 people, not to mention other things, at least there would be no way to dispose of the bodies.
When the soldiers heard what King Liang said, they all looked at Zhao Jin and others.
Zhao Jin only had 20,000 troops behind him, and they were ten times the number of Zhao Jin.
However, no one dared to provoke Zhao Jin again, no one dared to move.
King Liang was breathing heavily, his voice was hoarse, and every time he spoke, his wounds almost hurt, "You guys, do you want to rebel?!"
Hearing this, Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Prince Liang, is it possible that you are not rebelling now?"
After saying this, Zhao Jin looked at the remaining more than 200,000 people and said, "Anyone who surrenders will not be killed."
"You should know." Zhao Jin put his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp and cold, "If I want to kill you, it's just a matter of a few explosives."
Many soldiers looked hesitant. They looked at Zhao Jin and then looked down at the embarrassed King Liang.
Qin Zunyin and Sun Weiping had already died in the bombing just now.
"Bang!" A soldier gritted his teeth and dropped his weapon!
He looked at Zhao Jin with burning eyes, "I just want to go back alive and see my wife and my recently born child."
This sentence made many soldiers on the field have red eyes.
"Clang" sounds were heard one after another, and more and more soldiers dropped their weapons and chose to surrender.
King Liang's eyes were about to burst. He had been planning for so long, and finally it ended in such a ridiculous way.
He even failed to lead the army out of his own fiefdom, and finally fell into the hands of his son, whom he never liked!
"puff!"
Furious and furious, coupled with the serious injuries on his body, King Liang suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
He opened his mouth, and blood kept pouring out, but he couldn't pronounce even a single word. Finally, he closed his eyes and collapsed on the ground.
Zhao Jin frowned, took a few steps closer, squatted down, and put his index finger under Prince Liang's nose.
The weak breath sprayed on Zhao Jin's index finger.
He just passed out.
Zhao Jin looked at the more than 200,000 people, turned his head and said to Yang Xu: "Find someone to take care of it first, and just stay here."
His eyes fell on Prince Liang. After a moment of silence, he said: "Take the person back to the government office and ask Dr. Lang for a good treatment."
After King Liang was taken away, the remaining soldiers kept looking at Zhao Jin carefully.
"You guys need to clean up this place yourself. As for..."
Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Zhao Jin paused and sighed, "They should all be burned."
"The eldest prince?" a soldier exclaimed.
Burning it down would be too much...
The ancients always followed the tradition of burying the body in peace and burning the body, which they considered a very serious matter.
The original plague was just an act of helplessness.
Zhao Jin glanced at the soldiers who screamed and explained: "If it is not burned, it will easily lead to a plague."
Everyone fell silent immediately.
They were all soldiers in the fiefdom of King Liang and had experienced the plague disaster.
Once the plague breaks out again, we don't know how many people will die.
Zhao Jin didn't say anything more. He only left one sentence, "I will plead with Your Majesty on your behalf." Then he turned and returned to Yunzhou City.
Two days later, King Liang finally woke up.
"Sir, King Liang is awake."
Zhao Jin paused slightly in his hand and looked up at Lang Qianqiu, "How is the situation now?"
"Your Majesty's health is in good condition. Once he wakes up and rests for a long time, the wound will be fine."
Zhao Jin nodded clearly, "Okay."
He threw the pen in his hand on the desk and said, "When the injury is healed, I will escort him to Bianzhou."
Lang Qianqiu was slightly startled, "Sir, if this is the case, why do you need to save me?"
The king of Liang was taken to Bianzhou, but he died in the end.
After spending so much effort to save a man who was about to be beheaded soon, Lang Qianqiu felt very sorry for the precious medicinal materials spent.
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Just go to the government office to pay money."
Lang Qianqiu immediately put away the distress on his face, bowed his hands politely, "I would like to thank you in advance, sir."
"The money should have been paid by the government."
Zhao Jin stood up and said, "Let's go see King Liang."
Lang Qianqiu followed Zhao Jin and said with some confusion: "Sir, the common people still don't understand why they want to save King Liang?"
Hearing this, Zhao Jin paused for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty wants the living more than the dead."
As soon as Zhao Jin walked to the door of the room where King Liang was, he heard King Liang's angry voice.
"Get out! Get out of here, everyone! Let Zhao Jin get out of here!"
Zhao Jin raised his eyebrows, it seemed that his physical condition was indeed quite good.
He opened the door directly and went in. The attendant waiting inside lowered his head and saluted, "Your Excellency."
"Let's all go down. It seems that Prince Liang can take care of himself." Zhao Jin looked at Prince Liang, who was half leaning on the bed, and waved his hand.
Lang Qianqiu's eyebrows twitched, and he glanced at Liang Wang's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, but in the end he did not speak.
It is true that there is no big problem for King Liang to drink medicine by himself, but it is impossible to do otherwise.
Moreover, even slightly larger movements will be extremely painful and may also slow down the healing of the wound.
"Zhao Jin!" As soon as he saw Zhao Jin, Liang Wang made a gesture to get off the bed.
Zhao Jin stood just inside the door, watching coldly, without walking over or wanting to help.
Seeing this, the others were even more afraid to help.
Zhao Jin saw that King Liang had just moved, and his face was instantly distorted in pain, but he still insisted on staying.
But as soon as he stood up a little, his whole body lost all strength and fell down on the bed.
"Since you can't come down, Your Majesty, it's better not to be brave!"
King Liang hammered the bed hard, making a "thud!" sound.
"Zhao Jin!"
His bloodshot eyes were almost opened to their maximum size, "I really have a white-eyed wolf!"
"White-eyed wolf?" Zhao Jin smiled, "My lord, repaying evil with kindness is not a white-eyed wolf, but a fool."
Zhao Jin raised his teeth and asked Prince Liang only two questions, "What does my mother have to do with what happened back then? She never knew about the Ning family's plans, and she never leaked any information about the prince."
"What guilt did I have when I was a child? I don't even know anything about it."
Zhao Jin took the place of the original person and asked the two questions he wanted to know the most.
Liang Wang, who was still struggling, paused.
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