As the sun was about to set, in this moment before nightfall, the golden-yellow hibiscus pattern engraved on the coin seemed to absorb all the rays of light, becoming dazzling and captivating, bringing tears to the eyes of those who gazed upon it.

"Put the gun away," Qin Ze said casually, his expression unchanged.

As soon as the words were spoken, the Yan soldiers immediately put away their guns, leaving the Goths, who had not yet fully reacted, somewhat bewildered. But gradually, everyone realized that things had changed.

Qin Ze slowly stood up, his gaze indifferent as he looked down at Wolfgang, who was still sitting on the ground.

"In our Yan Kingdom, there is a saying: 'To stop war with war,' meaning war is permissible."

Do you understand what I mean?

Wolfgang hadn't yet recovered from this huge change, but he still took his gaze away from the blue hibiscus in his palm, looked up at Qin Ze, and shook his head blankly.

Qin Ze glanced around at the Goths and said in a deep voice:

"Then listen carefully, all of you."

"This means that if the purpose of starting a war is to stop another war, then the war is acceptable."

"So we came, but our purpose has never changed."

"And this is the biggest difference between us Yan people and you Goths, understand?"

Wolfgang nodded slowly, but his heart was in turmoil.

Qin Ze crossed his arms, squinted, and continued:

"So many people have died, you should have learned something."

"Look at these guns that were just aimed at you. They are deadly weapons. A single bullet could easily take your lives."

"But no matter how deadly it is, it cannot fire bullets on its own. It is useless unless the person holding the gun pulls the trigger."

“You Goths are not weak militarily, but how you use your force depends on the choices you make.”

"If you make the wrong choice, the bullets you fire will inevitably pierce your own heads."

At this point, Qin Ze looked down at the Goths still lying on the ground and said coldly:

"Whether or not the gods you believe in hear your prayers is not important."

"If the gods could truly answer those who pray to them, there would be no war in this world."

Upon hearing this, Dingle slowly sat up from the ground, looking at Qin Ze with a pale face.

Qin Ze ignored it and continued:

"I have now given you a chance to accept your surrender."

"But you must understand that accepting your surrender is not because I am unable to continue waging war, nor because I believe you have reformed."

"Not to mention that you chose to forgive because you pitied them; that's a ridiculous idea."

"When you decided to launch an invasion and start a war, you Goths were all committing a crime together. There were no innocent people, so it was only natural that you were wiped out. This is the retribution, or rather, the backlash, that you deserve."

Upon hearing this, all the Goths present trembled and turned ashen-faced.

Qin Ze then continued:

"And now I have decided to give you a chance, simply because your army failed to enter my country and did not cause irreparable harm to my people, so you are given this opportunity."

“If your army ever sets foot on my territory, I guarantee that within a year, you Goths will be completely wiped out of this world, leaving not a trace.”

"And this war has continued to this day, and I think it is a profound lesson for you. Of course, this is just my opinion; how profound the lesson is depends on how you think about it."

"But you all need to know that today, it won't do you any good to cry and beg anyone, and it doesn't matter whether the coin toss is an eagle or a face."

Do you know what's most important?

When Qin Ze asked the question, all eyes turned to him. Wolfgang looked bewildered, while Dingle, pale-faced, trembled as he said:

"The person who tossed the coin..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze couldn't help but look at Ding Ge'er's face, and then he nodded slightly:

“There are still some clear-headed people among you, but we need more clear-headed people.”

"That's right, the only important thing is the person who flipped the coin."

"If we can decide your fate with a coin toss today, we can do the same next time."

"Will there be a next time? No." Qin Ze shook his head, then shouted:

"Now, this war is over!"

"But whether a second war will break out will depend on the choices you make; you will choose your own destiny."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of cries erupted. The Golgothas, who were kneeling on the ground, crawled toward Qin Ze, weeping bitterly, their faces a mixture of sorrow and joy. They expressed their gratitude, but could not utter a single word, only sobbing.

In that brief moment, everyone had walked on the edge of life and death. The stronger the fear and despair they had felt before, the stronger the joy of surviving was now. However, the lingering pain of the war was like a sharp blade stuck in their chest, causing them immense suffering at all times.

Qin Ze ignored these people and walked to Wolfgang and his son's side, leaning down and speaking to them expressionlessly:

"War is a matter of vital importance to the state; it is a matter of life and death, a road to survival or ruin. Hence it is a subject of inquiry which can on no account be neglected."

"Weapons are inauspicious instruments, not the instruments of a gentleman, and should only be used as a last resort."

"This is a principle passed down by our Yan people over thousands of years of history. You may not understand it, but that's okay. If you ask sincerely, we can teach you."

"There are many more principles for the Yan people. Each principle is enough for you to study for a long time. Once you understand these principles, we will never be enemies."

After speaking, Qin Ze, without waiting for their response, turned and walked towards the soldiers. He mounted his horse and shouted:

"If you're going to surrender, be prepared to surrender. Lead the way into the city!"

"Accept your surrender!"