Afterwards, Li Ying and Zhu Jun discussed the follow-up matters in detail until late at night before parting ways.

Early the next morning, after sending messengers to convey the order to hold the line to the wounded soldiers, Zheng Hun led the remaining 140,000 troops toward the plains amidst the bewildered and astonished gazes of the wounded soldiers.

Just then, the city gates of Cheng County opened wide, and Zhu Jun led his 1,500 Yueqi soldiers and 5,000 able-bodied men from the city out in single file.

Before long, Zhu Jun led his men to the gate of the wounded soldiers' camp.

Looking at the group of wounded soldiers in the stockade, their faces filled with fear and devoid of any will to fight, Zhu Jun couldn't help but smile contemptuously. He then reined in his horse and rode forward, stopping just outside the range of the enemy's arrows.

Zhu Jun shouted loudly, "I am Zhu Jun, the Commandant of the Yue Cavalry of the Great Han Dynasty. You have all been misled and committed acts against Heaven. Now you have become pawns of others. Why not lay down your weapons, leave the camp and surrender?"

"If you surrender, there is still a way to live; those who are stubborn and refuse to yield will only face death!"

Those who surrender will not be killed!

As Zhu Jun finished speaking, the Yueqi soldiers and the five thousand able-bodied men behind him raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

Just as the wounded soldiers hesitated, a man suddenly shouted, "Gentlemen, Zheng Hun killed our patriarch, harmed our brothers, and forced us to commit treason. Now he has discarded us like trash. The royal army is willing to spare our lives. Why not surrender now?"

"Yes, if we can live, why seek death? We are willing to surrender!"

With one person taking the lead, others followed. As more than a dozen spies from the Investigation Division surrendered, many wounded soldiers no longer hesitated and followed suit.