"All troops assemble!"
"Take the Han soldiers with you!"
"Leave the city to pay tribute to the sons and daughters of China!"
The wicked man issued three military orders in quick succession, and the city instantly became extremely noisy.
Erniu and his friends walked and laughed, "Hehehe, is our commander trying to win people's hearts again?"
"Of course! There are still over 200,000 Han soldiers left. Why not take them if they're free?"
"As expected, the head coach knows how to manage money."
A short while later.
Outside the city.
Hundreds of thousands of people gathered together, yet they were clearly divided into two rows.
The wicked man led a group of generals to the top of the city wall, looked down at the soldiers of both countries, and shouted: "In this battle, the Qin army has lost more than 45,000 men."
"And the South Korean army... suffered nearly 200,000 casualties."
"Today, I, the commander, and General Bao Yuan join hands to pay tribute to the sons and daughters of China!"
He spoke very appropriately, first presenting the casualty figures of both armies to the soldiers so they would understand the brutality of the battle, and then using the image of the Chinese people to unite them as one.
Li Balang smiled, very satisfied with his copywriting.
That's right, these were all words he instructed me to say.
The wicked man continued, "As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. This general cannot bear to leave the souls of our fallen comrades in foreign lands, so I have erected stone tablets on both sides of the city gate to commemorate them."
"The resolution was passed to cremate the bodies of those who died in battle so that they could be returned to their homeland for burial after the war."
Cremation!
In this era, cremation was considered a great disrespect to the body.
However, soldiers don't care about such things. They are used to life and death, and many of their bodies have been left to rot in the wilderness. The wicked man's actions are already more than enough.
"May I ask you, wicked commander, may we, the soldiers of Han, also... return to our roots?"
Suddenly, a commotion arose from the Han soldiers' formation.
The evil man winked at Bao Yuan, who quickly said, "I already discussed it with Commander Evil last night. We will now join the Qin Kingdom and enjoy all the benefits of Qin soldiers."
"If you still wish to remain loyal to Korea... then you may leave after the ceremony."
The Han soldiers' formation immediately erupted into even more clamorous discussions.
They never expected that the Qin army would let them leave.
At this moment, the wicked man took over the conversation and said coldly, "This commander has the ability to tolerate people and treat everyone equally. I am also willing to let you leave. However, the state of Han is about to be destroyed. The next time we meet... it will be a matter of life and death."
Upon hearing this, the noise instantly subsided, and many people fell into deep thought.
The wicked man remained silent, waiting for them to make a decision.
At this moment, Bao Yuan's confidants began to exert their power, shouting, "The state of Han is about to be destroyed. The commander-in-chief has done more than enough by leading us along."
"Just like the wicked commander said, it's time for this war to stop. I've had enough of these days of bloodshed and fighting!"
"I want to join the Qin army, wait for peace to come, return to my hometown to farm, get married and have children!"
Once someone takes the lead, shrewd people immediately follow suit.
South Korea is practically dead right now; only a fool would go back!
Those Han soldiers who were wavering between not wanting to betray their country and putting aside their hatred no longer hesitated. Infected by the surging atmosphere before them, they shouted that they wanted to join the Qin army.
Even so, fewer than 10,000 people ultimately chose to leave, vowing to live and die with South Korea.
The wicked man was quite satisfied with this outcome; less than ten thousand people had left, so what if they left? It wouldn't have any impact.
Unfortunately, he didn't say it, but others naturally understood.
Li Balang turned around and secretly winked at Erniu, who silently stepped back, muttered a few words, and then returned to his original position.
The wicked man clasped his hands in a fist and roared, "Bow!"
"Whoosh!"
A chorus of voices rang out instantly as the soldiers saluted the stones erected on either side of the city gate.
"This cup of wine is offered to the departed souls!"
The wicked man turned around, took the wine jar from Zhang Erhe's hand, and poured it onto the ground.
"Respect the departed souls, welcome peace!"
"Clang!"
The wicked husband roared like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, slamming the wine jar to the ground as if to shatter the entire world.
"Respect the departed souls, welcome peace!"
The roar was like an incomparably sharp sword, piercing the sky with overwhelming force, subtly stirring the wind and clouds, causing the clouds in the sky to tremble slightly like a flock of startled sheep.
After a moment of silence.
The wicked man drew his long sword from his waist and shouted in a voice as loud as a bell: "Now that we have destroyed more than half of Han, we should prepare to move and take Han back!"
"Wind, wind, strong wind!"
The Qin soldiers raised their swords and spears, roaring furiously, their iron-blooded spirit infecting the Han soldiers.
So much so...
They joined in the shouting.
"Wind, wind, strong wind!"
This scene made the wicked man and the others burst into laughter, while Bao Yuan stroked his beard somewhat awkwardly.
Seeing this, the wicked man mocked, "General, why do you need to do this? This is what your heart desires. This world has suffered from war for too long."
Bao Yuan sighed and said, "It's just a matter of serving the country and the world, eating the emperor's food, and being loyal to the emperor. If there were peaceful times, who would want a family without men?"
"well...."
These words silenced everyone.
Only the wicked husband laughed loudly and said, "Just wait and see, that day won't be too far away."
Now that two of the six kingdoms have been destroyed, the remaining four should not be difficult to conquer given the right opportunity!
He's getting richer and richer with each battle. He brought out a small number of people, but now he still has more than 500,000 troops!
It's no exaggeration to say that he could easily declare himself king now.
"Let's go, it's time to set off. Head straight for Xinzheng. Once we've captured the capital, it'll be time to return home!"
A fiery glint flashed in the wicked man's eyes. He hadn't seen Zheng Ge'er for so long and missed him terribly.
......
"Damn Wang Jian!"
"The State of Chu is utterly worthless."
"They boast all day long that they are the strongest of the seven states, but now they can't even get past the Qin general Wang Jian."
King Hui of Han, with disheveled hair, frantically smashed everything in his path, disregarding their value. The maids and eunuchs serving him trembled with fear, terrified of becoming his tools of venting his anger and losing their lives.
"Your Majesty, Prince Han Fei requests an audience!"
Just then, an official in the palace reported in a trembling voice.
"Han Fei?"
The King of Han paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Bring him in!"
A moment later, Han Fei followed the palace official into the hall. Looking at the mess on the floor, a shadow crossed his face, and he sighed, "Father, are you angry because the State of Chu failed to provide timely assistance?"
King Han stroked his beard and hair. "Now that the whereabouts of the 'violent kite' are unknown and Chu cannot come to our aid, I... am deeply troubled."
Han Fei nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Father, it is understandable that Chu was unable to provide timely assistance. Now that Qin is powerful, no country dares to provoke it, and Chu is no exception."
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in the eyes of the King of Han, but it quickly dimmed again: "Fei'er, though you have ambition, reality is cruel. The iron hooves of Qin have already trampled our cities, and the fate of our soldiers on the battlefield is unknown!"
"Where does South Korea's future lie?"
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