The 170,000 Zhao army is a very huge number.

When such an army gained a breakthrough, the Wei army in Daliang City could not resist it.

Guo Cheng in Daliang City was almost invincible and was instantly conquered by the Zhao army.

As for the palace city where the King of Wei lived, it only lasted for an extra hour.

When a large amount of gunpowder exploded at the palace gate again, the death knell of Wei State was also ringed.

That night, Lian Po, surrounded by a large number of personal guards, came to the hall of the King of Wei majestic.

The King of Wei was still sitting on the top throne, his face was extremely pale, his body was trembling, as if he might faint at any time.

A corpse was tilted in front of the King of Wei, and it was the general of Wei, Jin Bi.

The Wei general seemed to have fought to the last moment, and his whole body was covered with wounds caused by weapons.

Blood flowed from Jin Bi's body to the ground, but it had dried up.

In the hall, there are dejected civil and military officials of the Wei State.

They were driven together by the soldiers of Zhao State without hesitation. Although they were well-dressed, they felt like they were a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Lian Po was in a very good mood, so he burst into laughter.

"I've seen the king, oh, this may be the last time that the foreign minister calls him that."

To Lian Po, King Wei was not worthy of respect.

What is there to be respected for a king who has a devastated country?

If you can call you the king, it will give you a face.

The King of Wei did not seem to take Lian Po's humiliation, but instead turned his eyes to Wei Wuji, the king of Xinling behind Lian Po.

"Wei Wuji, I know it's you."

In the hall, all the lords and ministers of Wei looked at Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji's expression changed and he finally became calm and looked straight into the eyes of King Wei.

"Brother Wang, Wuji is not trying to avenge his family. Wuji just wants to make the people of the Great Wei Dynasty less unnecessary casualties."

The King of Wei roared wildly, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards Wei Wuji.

Lian Po frowned.

"Take it!"

As soon as the King of Wei rushed down the steps, he was pressed to the ground by several Zhao soldiers without hesitation, and then forcibly dragged back to the throne.

The King of Wei cursed.

"Wei Wuji, as the prince of the Great Wei, you are a foreign country and betray the motherland."

"The ancestor of Wei's family has spirit in heaven. In the future, he will curse you, Wei Wuji's lineage, and he will not die well for generations!"

Listening to the extremely vicious curse of King Wei, Lian Po's face changed slightly and shouted:

"Shut him up!"

A strip of cloth stained with blood was stuffed into the King of Wei's mouth, leaving no one to know all the King of Wei's curses.

Lian Po sneered and said:

"King of Wei, as the king of the fallen country, don't make any noise here and point fingers at the heroes of our Great Zhao."

King Wei was whining for a long time, but he couldn't even say a word. In anger, he fainted on the spot.

"Useless waste!"

Lian Po made a very sharp comment, then turned around and looked at the Minister of Wei in front of him.

All the Wei ministers subconsciously retreated, and only one person rushed out and knelt in front of Lian Po with a thud.

"Taiwei Lian Po, Duan Ganzi is willing to surrender, he is willing to surrender!"

Looking at Duan Ganzi kneeling in front of Lian Po, many Wei ministers couldn't help but show a very contemptuous expression on their faces.

Duan Ganzi trembled:

"The Xiaguan is the prime minister of Wei appointed by the Dingguo king. He was originally interested in Zhao. If the Taiwei refused to abandon him, the Xiaguan was willing to become a minister of Zhao, and in the future he served Zhao and pacified the old land of Wei!"

Lian Po showed a stern expression on his face and said with a smile:

"It turned out to be you. The King of Ding really told me that you are a useful person."

The truth is not completely conflicting for the traitor of Wei and the good dog of Zhao.

Lian Po looked at other Wei ministers.

"Are there anyone who knows the current affairs like Duan Ganzi?"

No one answered.

Lian Po frowned slightly, held his hand on the hilt of the sword, and asked again.

Still no one answered.

Lian Po nodded and pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

"This is the last time. Do you want to show your loyalty to Da Zhao, or do you want to be buried here tonight for the Wei Kingdom?"

Not only Lian Po, but all the Zhao soldiers in the hall were unsheathed their weapons together.

The atmosphere suddenly became very stagnant.

Wei Wuji's expression changed for a moment and he said softly:

"Master, maybe I can persuade them."

Lian Po shook his head slowly and said:

"No, there is no room for persuasion here. Surrender, or die!"

Listening to Lian Po's decisive words, all the ministers of the Wei State completely changed their expressions.

Finally, a minister of Wei came in and bowed:

"I'm down...I'm willing to surrender."

Immediately afterwards, second place, third place, and more Wei ministers came out.

"I'm willing to surrender."

"Willing to surrender!"

Survival or death is a very easy thing to make a choice.

Everyone wants to have integrity.

But when you really face a life-and-death choice, you will know how difficult it is!

In the end, most of the Wei ministers chose to surrender and knelt in front of Lian Po.

Only five ministers were still standing coldly, looking straight at Lian Po.

Lian Po's expression gradually became serious and bowed to the five ministers:

"Please go on your way."

The five ministers were not afraid, and one of them even laughed and bowed to Wei Wuji.

"After I die, please ask Mr. Xinling to find a straw mat to collect us and thank you here for his former ministers."

Wei Wuji's expression was dark and nodded slightly.

Although he really wanted to stop him, Wei Wuji also knew that when a person was ready to die, it would be useless to say anything else.

Lian Po waved his hand and five more corpses were added in the hall.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, but Lian Po's happy mood was not affected at all.

Lian Po was not afraid of these five ministers with integrity at all.

If you don't surrender, just kill it.

When fighting, how can there be no one who can die?

What is really worrying is the kind of person who surrenders on the surface but secretly stumbling over Zhao's future rule.

Fortunately, those are things that Li Jian and Lin Xiangru should have a headache.

When Lian Po thought of this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Okay, since you have surrendered, let's get up and work hard!"

"In two days, I will see the whole city return to normal."

"Otherwise, I will kill you trash!"

Amid Lian Po's shouting, all the ministers of Wei nodded repeatedly, with humble smiles on their faces, and kept saying that.

Wei Wuji looked at this scene quietly, with a very calm expression on his face.
To be continued...