As Liu Xie's figure moved, it appeared in the air, and the emperor sword in his hand moved.

It turned into a stream of light and flew towards the opposite shore.

As the figure passed, a terrifying wave of energy was set off. Along with the figure, the entire river caused a strong wind and wave, which was extremely horrifying.

In an instant, I arrived at the other side.

The figure stood in the air, looking down at Emperor Song Zhao Ji who was rushing below.

"Han Emperor, you are finally here."

Seeing Liu Xie's figure, Zhao Ji was not afraid, but only felt relieved.

Perhaps in his heart, being able to die under Liu Xie's sword was the greatest honor. After all, he did not become a fugitive army for the country to be destroyed, but became a king who died with the country. Even if he died, there would be no criticism in history, rather than a foolish monarch who was hailed as a later generation.

"Actually, I'm very surprised that you haven't escaped." Liu Xie stared at Zhao Ji and smiled faintly.

"Hahaha, I have escaped enough and I don't want to escape anymore."

"Everyone knows that it was my Song Dynasty who tore up the alliance and attacked your Han Kingdom, but people in the world do not know that I had to tear up the alliance, because your heart is not a single destruction of Dali, Tubo, and Xixia. You want to unify the world and eliminate all unjust officials. When you attacked Tubo that day, it was the only opportunity for my Song Dynasty to change the situation, but I was not sure." Zhao Ji laughed loudly, with relief.

"What then?" Liu Xie said calmly.

"Han Emperor, I have to admit that you are not only powerful in martial arts, but also in civil and political affairs. The reason why you signed a covenant with me on that day must have expected that my Song Dynasty would tear up the covenant and then become famous in the army." Zhao Ji smiled tragically.

If Zhao Ji didn't understand at the beginning, but now, Zhao Ji didn't understand and understood, because since the arrival of the Han Dynasty, everything in the Song State fell into the plot of the Han Dynasty.

"I tell you that my Han Dynasty not only has the power to deal with all military power, but also has the power to plan all the country. You, Song State, Tubo, Xixia, Dali, and even Liao State are all under my plans and defeated by my hands. You are not considered losing." Liu Xie said in a deep voice.

"Yes, now I understand."

"I am not a shame to lose in your hands." Zhao Ji nodded, with many eyes helpless.

This is not something he can change the situation at all.

"Han Emperor, can I ask you a question?" Zhao Ji looked at Liu Xie in the void and suddenly said.

"Say." Liu Xie glanced at it.

"Are you a country in this world? Or from another world?" Zhao Ji asked with strong expectations.

"Yes, I, and even my great man, all come from another world, a stronger world."

At this point, Liu Xie had nothing to hide, and since the advent of the Han Dynasty, there was no concealment at all.

Since the arrival of the Han Dynasty, everything has been imagined by the countries in this world, and they do not know the root of the Han Dynasty.

"I lost without any wickedness, a foreigner, a country in another world."

After hearing Liu Xie's words, Zhao Ji showed a slutty smile on his face, but also a sense of relief.

At least, he knew that his Song Dynasty was not defeated by this world's country, but a powerful country in another world, far stronger than his Song Dynasty.

"Today, I know that death is inevitable, but I have something to ask for." Zhao Ji looked at Liu Xie expectantly.

"Don't you destroy your royal family?" Liu Xie said calmly.

"As long as the emperor agrees, I am willing to sever myself and let all the soldiers of the Song Dynasty surrender to your feet." Zhao Ji said with a pleading look, which was surprisingly the same as Li Ganshun at the beginning.

"I, don't accept the threat."

"After this time, your Song army has no fighting spirit. I can destroy it, but I want to preserve your Zhao family's bloodline. You should die, but I will not trade with you." Liu Xie glanced at Zhao Ji coldly. The latter was thinking too much. At this moment, he actually wanted to trade with Liu Xie based on the remaining Song Dynasty heritage.

"Why."

Hearing Liu Xie's words, a look of death appeared on Zhao Ji's face.

Although it was just a bet in the end, he did not expect that Liu Xiehui would refuse so simply.

"The soldiers of the Song Dynasty obeyed the orders."

However, Zhao Ji did not resist anything, but looked at the soldiers of the Song Kingdom who were slaughtered by the Han soldiers in a mess.

"exist."

Many generals of the Song State looked at Liu Xie in the void in fear and replied.

"Let down your weapons immediately and surrender to the Han Dynasty." Zhao Ji's expression was complicated, as if he used all his strength to say this sentence.

"yes."

The current situation is that the Han army advances, which is not something they can resist. After hearing Zhao Ji's will, for a moment, the soldiers and generals of the entire Song State seemed to be as amnesty as a general.

"The Emperor's Holy Spirit."

Many Song generals said in unison, without any disobedience at all, and all fell to the ground.

Then.

Many Song generals immediately issued orders: "The emperor gave an order to surrender to the Han Dynasty and immediately put down his weapons."

"The Emperor has an order..."

The orders were heard from the mouths of many Song generals and gradually spread throughout the entire war circle.

When hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Song State who were resisting heard the sound, the glory of surviving the disaster appeared on their faces.

"The Emperor's Holy Spirit."

"We don't have to fight these great Han Shura Army."

"No need to die."

"I surrender, don't kill me..."

One by one, Song soldiers threw away their armor and put down their weapons, and rushed to surrender.

Although they had the same military strength in this battle with the Han Dynasty, they did not have the same combat power. The soldiers of the Han Dynasty fought without fear of death and had absolute checks and balances. On the contrary, the soldiers of the Song State were killed and fled in panic and had no morale.

In their eyes, the great Han soldiers are monsters who are not afraid of death, Shura from hell.

They really don't want to fight the Han anymore.

"The Emperor of Han is above. My Song Dynasty king Zhao Ji is willing to surrender to the whole country of Song Dynasty. Today, I, Zhao Ji, are willing to die. I only hope that the Emperor of Han will let me go to Zhao's family for the sake of avoiding too many casualties in the Han soldiers."

"Here, Zhao Ji broke up on his own."

Zhao Ji smiled bitterly, looked around at the defeated soldiers Song Zu, and then picked up the sharp sword in his hand and wiped it towards his neck.

Crack.

The Emperor's Sword blew the hair and broke the hair, which was extremely sharp. Zhao Ji pulled it heavily and a deep blood mark appeared on his neck. Zhao Ji also collapsed and knelt on the ground.

"Please leave my Zhao family bloodline a way out. Zhao... Zhao Ji is very grateful." Zhao Ji looked at Liu Xie beggingly, and finally collapsed to the ground and died directly.

"Since you are like this, I can let your Zhao family have a way of life, but the way of life is not easy." Liu Xie murmured at the dead Zhao Ji.

"Tell me my will to release the Zhao family, demote it to a slave, and impose it on the main world." Liu Xie looked at the generals under his command and ordered loudly.
Chapter completed!