I really want to be a cook

Qiye didn't make a move, he was not sure to keep Tianzun, her realm has faintly exceeded the limit of this world.

But the next moment.

Qiye's figure disappeared, and the majestic snow peak collapsed directly from it. At the same time, a long sword light cut out, piercing the sky.

Qiye didn't spare her first sword.

For him, every sword of his is the strongest!

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Zhao Guo, go to the capital.

The bustling streets in the past are now sparsely populated. A gust of wind blew up the debris and waste paper that no one had cleaned up on the ground, making a rattling sound, which was inexplicably desolate.

Since Zhao's army defeated Qin again half a year ago, Zhao's front line has collapsed. Many people can guess that Zhao is about to follow in Wei's footsteps.

At this moment, if it weren't for the dragon cavalry forbidden army of the Li family's army god to resist, the Qin army would have fought here a long time ago.

But I heard that the Dragonrider Forbidden Army can't last long, and the Qin Army will come to the capital soon.

People with connections started to escape from Shangjing City as early as a month ago, and not long after everyone fled, the gates of the city began to be closed, only allowed to enter but not to exit.

The more this is the case, the more flustered the people feel.

Thanks to the publicity of Zhao Guo folks, everyone knows that Qin Jun is an executioner who kills without batting an eyelid, and if he doesn't resist, he will die.

Even Wei Guoguo was slaughtered by the Qin army, so why would they dare.

Therefore, under Zhao Guo's propaganda, if everyone wants not to be slaughtered by the Qin army, they have to fight with each other and fight to the death.

This was originally intended to arouse the hearts of the people to resist the war, but at this moment it has become a nightmare in the hearts of many people, and they have long been timid before fighting.

Ordinary people even locked their doors behind closed doors and did not dare to go out at all.

Only those who have run out of food have to go out secretly, spending ten or even dozens of times more expensive silver taels than usual to buy a little rice grain.

This is still a limited offering, and money may not necessarily be able to buy it.

Many people who can't eat can only eat gruel twice a day in the porridge shed set up by the government, like a walking dead, waiting to die.

Inside the palace.

Emperor Zhao waited in front of the National Teacher Temple with a sad expression.

compared to nine years ago.

He was even older, with gorgeous hair, and his whole body exuded an aging air, as if in these nine years, he had already spent decades.

In the past nine years, the news that was enough to defeat ordinary people had already hurt him in secret, leaving him full of wounds and haggard physically and mentally.

If he is a fatuous king who doesn't care about government affairs and spends his days drinking and drinking all day long, that's all. Anyway, if he has wine and is drunk today, the enemy will come to kill him, but he will only give him a good head.

But he is a monarch who wants to make great achievements, leave his name in the history books, and thinks highly of himself.

The sense of loss that his strength is not worthy of his ambition, and the frustration that he can only watch the country go to ruin step by step while he is powerless, keeps him awake at night, and every time he thinks about it, his heart hurts, as if bleeding.

Hai Dagui stood by Zhao Huang's side, his eyebrows were lowered, but it was not difficult to see the decline on his face.

He is a eunuch.

No matter what he thought or did, his fate has long been tied to Emperor Zhao and this country.

When a country is about to perish, anyone can surrender, but his master and their servants absolutely cannot and will not surrender.

Standing here, Hai Dagui inexplicably thought of the guy who left at the peak many years ago and didn't remember the slightest bit of fame and fortune.

I heard that he built a mountain villa, and now he is living a very happy life.

Perhaps he had expected today.

What can he do if he is greedy for so much money, and who can he leave it to?

At this moment, Hai Dagui realized how ridiculous his past behavior was.

at this time.

The voice of Master Guoshi came from the long-awaited view of the national teacher.

"Go back, I won't make a move."

Zhao Huang trembled all over, and suddenly fell to his knees:

"Master Guoshi, you are also a member of the Zhao family, why can't you bear to see my Zhao family fall like this? I hope you will save the Zhao country for the sake of the Zhao family's ancestors!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Boom!

The door of the National Teacher View suddenly opened.

Behind the door is Zhao Tuan's expressionless face. Although he and Zhao Huang are separated by a door, they seem to be standing in two different worlds.

"You want me to assassinate Qin's general Bai Qi?"

Zhao Huang stood up with Hai Dagui's support, and said with a happy expression:

"Exactly! That Bai Qi is the god of war in the Qin army, and his prestige in the Qin army is far higher than that of the Qin Emperor and Qin Zheng.

If he can die, the Qin army's morale will be defeated without a fight. At that time, our Zhao country will have a chance to breathe, and we can even use this to counterattack.

With the strength of Master Guoshi, plus Jiujiang Marquis, and Huolongwei, the three major forces will definitely make Na Baiqi the leader! "

Zhao Tuan was still unmoved, and even a trace of sarcasm flashed in Zhao Huang's invisible eyes.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of Wei's national strength?"

Zhao Huang didn't know what Zhao Tuan meant by asking this question, but he also thought about it and replied: "I will not lose to my big Zhao."

"Then why wasn't Bai Qi assassinated by the state of Wei when he attacked Wei?

Could it be that there are no mythical warriors like me in the Wei Kingdom?Isn't King Xinling the mythical general who holds the imperial weapon?Could it be that the [-] Wei military soldiers under his command are in vain? "

Zhao Tuan asked again.

Zhao Huang could already feel the heart of Master Guoshi, but he still tried his best to persuade Zhao Tuan:

"That's because of the surprise attack by Bai Qi's army, Wei Huang was careless for a while, and failed to gather all his strength in the shortest time, which gave Bai Qi the upper hand.

But now I have ignited my Great Zhao Guoyun for the Marquis of Jiujiang to use, and with the support of the Fire Dragon Guard and the master of the National Teacher, it must be safe, and there will be no luck for Bai Qi. "

Zhao Tuan shook his head: "I won't make a move."

"National Division!"

Zhao Huang's eyes turned blood red from excitement.

Zhao Tuan still refused without mercy.

"Back then, I was favored by King Zhao Wuling, who married my princess, gave me the surname Zhao, and gave me the resources of martial arts. Only then did I become the Master of the State Teacher today.

Zhao is extremely grateful for this kindness.

But I protect the great Zhao's 200-year national fortune, and now the three kingdoms are united, it is the way of heaven, and the long-term division must be united.

I don't have this kind of luck, so I don't have to force it.

Zhao will not go against the sky and force himself to do wrong things. "

"But for the sake of past favors, I can promise Your Majesty to keep a part of the Zhao family's blood."

Zhao Tuan turned and left, and the gate of the National Teacher Temple was closed, leaving only the last sentence.

"In three days, Zhao will leave."

pat!

The door is closed.

Zhao Huang's last hope was also shattered.

Without Master Guoshi's action, his idea would not be established at all.

However, he didn't have any extreme emotions, and he didn't yell at the teacher for being ungrateful.

One is that he has been agitated too many times in these years, and now there are few things that can make him lose control of his emotions, and the other is that it is meaningless.

Since the national teacher has made a decision, how can a few words of abuse be able to change his mind, but it has annoyed the national teacher in vain.

Zhao Huang stretched out his hand and asked Hai Dagui to support him.

"Hai Daban, come back with me."

Hai Dagui was taken aback for a moment: "Your Majesty, don't you want to ask the Master of the National Teacher again? Maybe, maybe..."

Zhao Huang shook his head: "No need. Go back, go back."

"I'm tired..."

It's just that Zhao Huang, who was walking back, was even more stooped and full of loneliness.

……

two months later.

The gates of Shangjing City are wide open.

The new Emperor Zhao led a hundred officials, held a jade seal in his hand, and dressed in white plain clothes, went out of the city to accept the surrender.

"Zhao Ying, the subjugated king of Zhao State, pays homage to General Bai Qi. This is the Yuxi Seal of Zhao State. Please submit the Letter of Credence, and I hope the General will accept it!"

a month ago.

The imperial dragon cavalry army of the Li family fought a decisive battle with the Xiandeng dead soldiers of the Bai family, and was defeated in Luochuan, Hexi. Not half of the [-] imperial dragon cavalry troops survived, and the Marquis of Jiujiang was seriously injured and retreated.

And once the dragonrider imperial army was defeated, the entire Zhao army seemed to have lost its backbone. Facing the Qin army, it could no longer organize a strong resistance.

The former Zhao Huang saw that the general situation was over, and he didn't wish to say anything about cede land and negotiate peace.

After all, people can take it by themselves, so why should he give it away.

So Zhao Huang thought about it all night, and finally decided to surrender.

In fact, given the size of Zhao, if he wanted to resist, he could delay it for another year or a half.

But for this year and a half, millions of lives have to be lost, and even to frighten others, maybe the killing god will start killing again, and then millions of people can't stop it.

Zhao Huang thought about it, but gave up.

It's always a loss, and it's always better to lose.

As the emperor, he was the last good thing he did for the people.

These years of wars have caused the common people to scold him bloody as an emperor. Before leaving, he wanted to hear some good words.

And today is the agreed day of surrender.

At this moment, it is the scene where Bai Qi accepts the surrender of Zhao State on behalf of Qin State.

Bai Qi is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and has an unsmiling appearance, the kind you can't find in a crowd of people.

But it was such a person who destroyed Wei and descended to Zhao one after another, and made great achievements.

His eyes were burning, with a suffocating pressure, as if millions of innocent souls were lingering behind him, just looking at him felt a chill down his back.

He first asked: "Where is Zhao Wu? Why don't you see anyone else?"

Zhao Ying's eyes were slightly red, and she sobbed:

"Father died of illness last night, and he left a will to tell me not to disobey the Qin army."

In fact, sometimes surrender is not a simple matter.

In order to be able to surrender smoothly and save the whole city from a military disaster, the last time his father made a move before his death was actually a loyal subject to the Manchu Dynasty.

They are all loyal to the Zhao country, loyal to the Zhao family, and would rather give up their lives to fight to the end.

It was also like this that when the former Emperor Zhao raised peace, he was full of enthusiasm and refused to let go.

As a last resort, the former Emperor Zhao had no choice but to deal with them ruthlessly.

Zhao Ying knew that his father could still live for a while, but he no longer had the face to face his own people, those loyal courtiers who still shouted to His Majesty before they died.

So he had to go together.

This is his last dignity as the king of Zhao Guo.