Some things probably become second nature through habit.

If this had happened a long time ago, Zhou Zhiruo would have been furious to death when she saw Zhang Wuji spending another night crazy with his two sisters, but now, she no longer felt anything.

After all, she had experienced it herself, and it didn't seem like a big deal.

…

Outside Daxing City, Zhao Min's remaining 60,000 troops have also gathered.

She also sent the other soldiers back to the grassland.

When Yang Xiao and other generals saw Zhang Wuji, they hurried forward and reported: "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged."

"Even though there are still 60,000 Yuan troops outside the city, the weapons in their hands have been confiscated by me. If any accidents occur, our own soldiers can carry out a massacre."

Zhang Wuji nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect that Zhao Min could let her own soldiers surrender so easily. Let's go, let our soldiers leave the city. After fighting for so many years, the outcome is finally decided."

A moment later, tens of thousands of troops under Zhang Wuji's command marched out of Daxing City in a mighty manner.

In the wilderness outside the city, hundreds of thousands of troops gathered again, but this time, the Yuan army that Zhang Wuji faced no longer had any momentum at all.

Zhao Min had imagined such a scene countless times in her mind.

However, what Zhao Min wanted was to accept Zhang Wuji's begging for mercy, not the current situation.

Zhao Min took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and then said to Han Yulou beside her: "Master, are all the things ready?"

Han Yulou said: "I'm ready, but let me take you there."

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Forget it. The 60,000 soldiers behind me have laid down their weapons. I will be satisfied as long as Zhang Wuji doesn't turn against me now. If anything goes wrong later, Master, you must not care about my life or death. You must escape immediately, and then use all your life's strength to help me assassinate the women around Zhang Wuji. Even his little bastard must not be spared."

Han Yulou sighed and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. If anything goes wrong today, I will assassinate everyone around Zhang Wuji. After that, I will go with you.

Zhao Min also looked at Han Yulou helplessly: "Master, after so many years, I didn't expect that I would end up like this. However, fortunately, the people around me are still alive. I hope nothing unexpected happens."

…

Zhao Min took what was in Han Yulou's hand. It was a tray with two swords and the so-called imperial seal on it.

Zhao Min carried the two things and walked straight towards Zhang Wuji. The distance between them was not far, but Zhao Min's legs made it difficult for her to take each step.

The past was vivid in her mind, and she recalled every time she met Zhang Wuji.

Although we can't say that we have the advantage every time, at least we are on an equal footing.

But this time, it's really different.

Zhao Min found it difficult to describe her feelings at this moment, but she remembered a saying of the ancients.

The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. The hero will never return once he leaves. Although the person is still alive, Zhao Min's mentality at this moment is not much different from that of the person who said this sentence back then.

In this way, Zhao Min walked to Zhang Wuji with one thought in mind at a time.

She first glanced at Zhang Wuji, then bowed slightly and said softly: "Your Majesty, I have ordered my soldiers to surrender their weapons. From today on, the Yuan Dynasty will no longer exist, and I will also give up my title of emperor. This is the imperial seal and the sword that you and I once used."

…

From beginning to end, Zhao Min never uttered the word "defeat" and did not perform any formal obeisance to Zhang Wuji.

However, Zhang Wuji still sighed in his heart that this moment had finally come.

But when he was about to reach out to take those things, Yang Xiao, who was not far away, said to Zhao Min: "Since you have surrendered, you should behave like a surrendered person. We still need to pay homage to His Majesty when we see him. How can you, a surrendered person, not be ignorant of etiquette?"

After all, Yang Xiao suffered a huge loss at the hands of Zhao Min.

At this point, it is understandable that he wants to save some face.

The most important thing is that not only Yang Xiao thought so, but everyone present also thought so.

After hearing this, Zhao Min asked Zhang Wuji, "Should I kneel to you?"

Things have come to this point, and tens of thousands of soldiers behind him are still watching. If he says the word "no need to kneel" at this moment, it will probably only chill the hearts of his own soldiers. After all, they have fought for so many years and now they have won. Not only did they let tens of thousands of soldiers go back to the grassland, but they also left 60,000 personal soldiers to Zhao Min. If he doesn't let Zhao Min kneel, it would be a bit unreasonable.

Although Zhang Wuji felt somewhat helpless, he still said softly, "Kneel."

After two days of rest, Zhao Min's face had just regained some color, but when Zhang Wuji said the word "kneel", her face turned extremely pale again in an instant.

But now that things have come to this, what else can Zhao Min do? If she turns against him on the spot, the tens of thousands of soldiers behind her will probably suffer as well.

Zhao Min gasped and said, "Okay, I'll kneel."

Afterwards, Zhao Min really knelt down, but the moment her knees touched the ground, a large amount of blood spurted out again.

Zhang Wuji was so angry and humiliated that his kneeling was even more excessive than what he had done that night.

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