"I am willing to surrender!"
"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 as he roared with force.
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 Wei 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 filled with confusion and desolation. When they heard their king roaring wildly in the palace, one of them, a scholar-official, stood up unsteadily 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 the city wall collapsed in Daliang 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 water waves hitting the beams.
But 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 place 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 and horses roared with cheers, 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 approaching.
Can these people really go home?
…
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. A careless move 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 and property, articles and books, sacrificial vessels, and the concubines and beauties that originally belonged to the King of Wei that the Wei family has collected over hundreds of years.
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From now on, everything will belong to King Qin!
"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 had long been 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. He didn't 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 in order to 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 hand 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.
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Watching this scene numbly.
No one said anything, whether they were Qin people or Wei people.
"The Kingdom of Wei is dead, and I am no longer a prince of the country."
He murmured, and walked towards the carriage ahead under the threat of the sword.
King Wei, who had already got into the chariot, watched through the window as his favorite son was knocked to the ground by a ruthless Qin soldier, and got into the chariot again crying.
King Wei pretended to be indifferent, his eyes 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 so 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, 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...".
Dongjun taking off
