Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

As soon as the news of the destruction of the State of Jiang spread, all the countries became restless.

When the rulers of some insignificant countries heard about the fate of the royal family of Jiang State, they were so frightened that they couldn't even sleep well.

He quickly convened a court meeting, drafted a letter of surrender, and sent an envoy to the State of Chu to present the letter of surrender to Xie Lang.

Three months later, the State of Jiang was completely controlled by Xie Lang. Even if some people were dissatisfied, they were quickly suppressed.

In the imperial palace of Chu, in the court.

"To date, a total of forty-seven kings have sent people to present surrender letters." Bai Shu showed great joy. In the past, the State of Chu was controlled by other countries and was inferior to the people of other countries. Now the situation has changed, and even the kings have to humbly present surrender letters. He knows that all this is because of Xie Lang in front of him.

"I have seen these surrender letters. The words used are humble and the tone is sincere. It can be seen that these monarchs are truly submitting to Your Majesty." Bai Shu could not contain his excitement and said, "Since ancient times, the princes have fought each other, some countries have been destroyed, and some weak countries have surrendered to strong countries. But never before has it been like this, with all the countries vying to present surrender letters. This is the first case in history."

"Now that hundreds of rulers have submitted to us and the people have won their hearts, it is clear that the great cause of unifying the world is not far away."

"I wish Your Majesty to achieve great things that will be remembered for generations. The flag of Chu will surely be planted in every corner of the world." Bai Shu spoke in an ups and downs manner, and all kinds of boastful words popped out of his mouth.

At this moment, he bowed down with an extremely serious expression: "Long live our emperor, long live the Chu Kingdom."

All the civil and military officials in the court couldn't help but sigh inwardly after hearing this. Apart from anything else, Bai Shu was really shameless and his flattery was brilliant.

But Xie Lang enjoyed it very much. After all, who doesn’t like flattery?

Three months later, the kings of these forty-seven countries tied themselves up and knelt at the city gates to welcome the Chu army. Then the forty-seven countries were destroyed.

Half a year later, twenty countries united to attack Chu. Xie Lang slaughtered all the royal families of the twenty countries. At this point, half of the world belonged to Chu.

Another three years passed, and Xie Lang had destroyed all the countries except the Northern Wilderness.

The reason why the Northern Wilderness has not been destroyed is because Xie Lang once promised that there would be no war with the Northern Wilderness for five years, and Xie Lang is a man who keeps his promises, so he has not yet swallowed up the Northern Wilderness.

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Beihuang.

Inside the palace.

Qi Yuan dismissed everyone else and sat opposite Qi Piao. The dishes on the table were delicious and tasty.

Although the dishes were delicious, the two of them were not interested in them.

"Brother, this may be the last meal for us siblings." Qi Piao picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth. The usually delicious meat was hard to swallow at this moment. He chewed for a long time but still couldn't swallow it.

Qi Yuan was silent for a long time, picked up a piece of potato with chopsticks, held it in the air for a few seconds, and then put it down. He wanted to pick it up again, but he couldn't put his chopsticks down.

He simply put down his chopsticks, a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Yes, this is the last meal. Now the Chu army is at the gate of the city, I am afraid that in a moment, they will break in."

As he spoke, he gave a bitter smile, followed by a few coughs. If troops from other countries were to invade, he would fight back with all his might even at the risk of his life.

But it was useless to fight desperately against Xie Lang, so he didn't even give the order to mobilize troops.

Qi Yuan poured himself a glass of wine and drank it while laughing: "Beihuang died in my hands. When I go down, I don't know how the ancestors will beat me!"

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault. How can man fight against God? You have tried your best. Our ancestors will not blame you." Qi Piao stood up, walked to Qi Yuan, and stroked his hair like he did when he was a child.

"Sister is still the best at teasing me."

For the next period of time, the two talked and laughed about their childhood memories, using light-hearted words to cover up the heavy topics.

After a long time, Qi Piao saw that the time was almost up, so he poured himself a glass of wine, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and under Qi Yuan's gaze, poured the white powder in the porcelain bottle into the wine.

This white powder is a highly poisonous substance. Qi Piao had prepared it long ago and used it today.

"Brother, I'm leaving first." Qi Piao looked at Qi Yuan with a smile, as if she wanted to remember him completely and hoped that they could still be siblings in the next life.

Looking at the poisoned wine in his hand, he did not hesitate and drank it down in style.

Qi Yuan's eyes were wet. He wanted to reach out his hand, but in the end he did not stop and just stared at the scene in a daze.

boom! !

The wine glass fell, Qi Piao bled from all seven orifices and fell down, but his face was peaceful.

"Sister, Sister." Qi Yuan couldn't bear it any longer. He crawled over and hugged Qi Piao tightly, shouting hoarsely: "Sister!!!!"

Finally, she burst into tears and her tears fell silently to the ground.

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At the gate of the imperial city, the civil and military officials of Northern Wilderness all knelt outside the gate, lowered their heads and sobbed.

Xie Lang got off the carriage, and Bai Shu followed behind. He looked carefully at the kneeling man, frowned, and asked, "Where is your monarch?"

Those people didn't answer, just when Bai Shu was about to ask further questions.

"I'm here." Qi Yuan was wearing a white mourning dress without any decoration on his body, with disheveled hair, and walked out of the city gate. When he passed by the court officials, they called out "Your Majesty" with emotion.

Qi Yuan walked in front of the ministers, without any sense of being a captive. When he saw Xie Lang, he said calmly, "Qi Yuan, the ruler of the Northern Wasteland."

"Now that you have met my lord, why don't you bow?" Bai Shu was surprised. Qi Yuan came in mourning clothes with his hair loose, which was indeed unexpected, but it was reasonable when he thought about it carefully.

It is understandable that a monarch would mourn for his country when it is destroyed.

But although I understand it, I am still very dissatisfied with his attitude of just saying he won't kneel.

If you surrender, you should surrender consciously, instead of acting like an emperor.

Xie Lang did not say anything to stop Bai Shu's scolding. She looked at Qi Yuan coldly. Her attitude said it all. She was waiting for Qi Yuan to kneel down.

Qi Yuan did not answer Bai Shu's question. He looked at Xie Lang and said with a wry smile, "I signed the alliance letter five years ago with humiliation, but I didn't expect that it would allow the Northern Wasteland to survive for another five years."

"My lady is a trustworthy person. Thank you very much." Qi Yuan bowed slightly. 'Five years without war' really gave Northern Wilderness five years of peace. Otherwise, Northern Wilderness was adjacent to the State of Chu and would have been destroyed by Xie Lang in the first batch.

Xie Lang looked at him calmly without responding. Qi Yuan continued, "Humans cannot change gods. The outcome of this war has already been determined. A desperate resistance will only result in greater casualties."

He pointed at the ministers behind him, his eyes full of guilt: "These ministers are all elites with outstanding abilities. They will not disobey you, you can rest assured. The people of Beihuang, after the lady takes over Beihuang, they will also be the people of Chu. Please treat them well."

"Your Majesty..." Those ministers were already in tears. A few days ago, they were ready to call on all the citizens of Northern Wilderness to fight a desperate battle with the State of Chu and to live and die with Northern Wilderness.

But Qi Yuan stopped them and gave the final order, asking them to surrender.

They were unwilling to do so, but Qi Yuan knelt down before them and begged them to do so. They had no choice but to agree.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yuan is still thinking about them until now. Thinking of this, she kept wiping her tears with her sleeves, but the tears kept falling like unstoppable running water.

The people at the scene were moved, but Xie Lang said calmly: "So, you don't submit to me."

The tone was flat, no surprise, no emotion, just a calm question.

"I am the monarch of Northern Wilderness. They can surrender, but I cannot." Qi Yuan responded firmly, his voice slightly hoarse: "If Northern Wilderness is destroyed, I will not live in disgrace, I will die with Northern Wilderness."

Facing life and death, he chose to be calm: "If you don't mind, can you lend me a sword?"

He asked his subjects to surrender in order to save their lives; they should not die with him for their country.

He did not surrender because he was the monarch of the Northern Wilderness. If the country was destroyed, the monarch would die!

"Your Majesty, you can't do this!" The ministers kneeling below could no longer bear it and cried out, trying to make Qi Yuan give up this idea.

"I have made up my mind. You don't need to persuade me anymore. Just live well, be loyal to this lady, and save more people. This is the last thing you can do for me."

His gaze no longer lingered on these ministers, but turned to Xie Lang. He straightened his back, his expression full of unyielding spirit.

Bai Shu looked at Xie Lang, as if asking what to do. Xie Lang nodded slightly. Bai Shu immediately understood, walked to Qi Yuan, and handed him the sword at his waist.

"Thank you very much." Qi Yuan took the sword, glanced at the crying courtiers, then turned around and looked reluctantly at the imperial city where he was born and raised, and then looked at the people in the city with lingering eyes.

farewell!

He closed his eyes, slashed the sword across his neck, and closed his eyes forever.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" He Siming humbly crawled over from a distance, looked at Qi Yuan's body, and tears flowed like a spring: "Your Majesty's kindness, I will never be able to repay you. Since Your Majesty has sacrificed his life for the country, I will not live alone, I am willing to follow Your Majesty."

He was born in a poor family and traveled around the countries to offer advice to kings. In the end, no one paid attention to him and his talent was wasted. When he wandered to the Northern Wilderness, the only belongings he had left were stolen. In the end, he was unable to afford even a steamed bun. It happened that the carriage of Qi Yuan, who was the crown prince at that time, passed by.

He risked everything, intercepted Qi Yuan's carriage, and boasted that he was a talented person in order to beg for a meal. He thought he would die, but he didn't expect that Qi Yuan took him back to his house, gave him a full meal, asked him for advice, and then was impressed by his talent and promised him a high position and generous salary.

This kindness should be repaid with one's life.

So he picked up the blood-stained sword on the ground and committed suicide.

This scene is shocking.

"Your Majesty sacrificed his life for the country, and so will we. We are willing to live and die with Beihuang." About twenty or so ministers crawled tremblingly to Qi Yuan's body. Qi Yuan had always been tolerant of his ministers, and since they were Beihuang's ministers, they planned to perish with Beihuang.

The other ministers, either because they were afraid of death, for the sake of their families, or for some other reasons, did not choose to die for their country, but when they looked at those who were planning to die for their country, they also felt admiration in their hearts.

There are always only a few warriors who are willing to die for their country, but each one of them deserves respect.

"Your Majesty, this..." Bai Shu was shocked. He couldn't help but feel some admiration for these people. He looked at Xie Lang and asked whether he should stop their behavior.

"No need." Xie Lang said calmly. No matter how hard you try to stop someone who is determined to die, it will be useless.

Since they want to die, let them do so.

Then, those ministers who were ready to die for their country lined up consciously. After the minister in front picked up the sword and committed suicide, the next minister picked up the sword of the man in front and committed suicide.

People fell down one by one, and the long sword was already covered in blood, and its original appearance could not be seen clearly.

After all these people were dead, Bai Shu quickly walked over and took the sword back, and couldn't help complaining: "This is my sword, my sword!"

This was a precious sword that he had spent a huge amount of money to make. It could cut through iron like mud. He never expected that it would become like this before he had even used it once.

Although his tone was a little complaining, there was no sign of anger at all. He simply wiped the sword and put it back into the scabbard.

"Give him a grand funeral." Xie Lang spoke at the right time, and Bai Shu agreed repeatedly.

Just then, a familiar yet abrupt figure ran out from the city gate.

"Sister, I was wrong. I was really wrong. From now on, I will obey your orders."