In the Battle of Nanyang, the Qin army won a great victory, killing nearly 50,000 Han soldiers and taking the remaining 50,000 as prisoners. The Qin army's own casualties were less than 5,000.

Inside the general's tent, Bai Yifei was brought in front of Su Xuan by six sword slaves.

Looking at Wei Zhuang who was like a guest of honor, Bai Yifei was a little dazed.

What is going on here? Is it the other way around?

The one sitting there should be me!

Was he sold out by Wei Zhuang? They had been in contact for a long time? He had become a loyal person working for South Korea?

He had a lot of question marks on his face, as if asking, how come this teammate can shoot faster than me?

"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are well." Su Xuan greeted him with a smile.

Bai Yifei's eyes flickered, and when facing Su Xuan, his aura subconsciously weakened a lot.

The first time they met, he was holding a sword against his neck. This time, it was his men who held six swords against his neck.

He felt that Su Xuan was his natural nemesis. In front of him, he could not raise the slightest bit of arrogance and said respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Xiangbang."

"My cousin has missed you a lot since Lord Prime Minister left Xinzheng. Now I will see you soon, and I'm sure she will be very happy." While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the six sharp swords around his neck.

A look of surprise flashed across Su Xuan's eyes. Hasn't Bai Yifei always been arrogant, cold-blooded and unruly?

Now you have become so aware of the current affairs?

"I also want to see Mingzhu as soon as possible. My Lord, are you willing to bow down to me and be the pioneer?" Su Xuan asked seriously.

The Blood-Robed Marquis narrowed his eyes slightly, then laughed at himself. Now that he was a prisoner, how could he have any room for bargaining?

"I am willing to serve the Prime Minister."

Su Xuan nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand to signal the six sword slaves to retreat. He picked up the wine bottle and toasted Bai Yifei from a distance, "Cousin, you and I haven't seen each other for a long time. We must reminisce today!"

Bai Yifei looked at Su Xuan, who was intimidating without being angry and whose emotions were unrevealing, and gave him a deep look.

He found an empty seat and sat down, returning the toast to Su Xuan. After only a few drinks, Su Xuan received the news that the soldiers defending Nanyang had surrendered.

After several people drank a cup together, he led the three armies and marched into Nanyang City in a mighty manner.

After entering the city, the first thing he did was to post a notice with three rules.

Anyone who kills will be executed, anyone who injures others will have to pay compensation, and anyone who steals will also be convicted. Anyone who has suffered injustice can report the case to the government office, and a special person will investigate and make the decision on their behalf.

In addition, all of Korea's exorbitant taxes were abolished and replaced with a unified land tax, with the original two-thirds tax reduced to one-third, and officials at all levels performed their duties according to their original positions.

Seeing that the Qin army had not harmed anyone, some people bravely came to read the notice, and soon dozens of people gathered around.

"A month ago, the Nanyang City Gazette reported that Qin State reduced taxes by half. I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"He actually took the initiative to lower taxes. Is there only one emperor in the world who is so virtuous? I'm afraid the ancient Yao and Shun were no more than this, right?"

"General, the punitive declaration says that taxes will be exempted for the first two years after moving to Qin. Is that true? If it's true, I'll pack up my belongings and head to Qin now!"

......

Everyone was talking about it, looking surprised and incredulous.

In the past, heavy taxes made them miserable. They worked all day long but could barely fill their stomachs. When times were bad, many people starved to death in order to pay the taxes.

But now that the Qin army has entered the city, taxes have been reduced by half. In their view, this is a savior-like move.

Many people even covered their faces and cried with excitement because they could finally take a breath.

After confirming the authenticity of the tax policy, they all thought that they could save some emergency money this year, next year, and every year, and their lives would be greatly improved.

For a time, the people of Nanyang were all full of goodwill towards the State of Qin.

Many enthusiastic people even presented fruits and vegetables, hoping that the Qin State could stay in Nanyang for a long time. In that case, they could live a good life.

The people at the bottom of society don’t actually care who rules them, who treats them well, or who gives them hope. They will support whoever they support!

"Sir, these are the fruits and vegetables grown by my family. Please try them." When Su Xuan was walking on the road, some enthusiastic farmers offered him fruits and vegetables. Su Xuan said no, but the old man stuffed them into his arms anyway.

After walking a short distance, Su Xuan's arms were stuffed full. Helplessly, he could only leave quickly.

At this moment, he truly felt the enthusiasm and simplicity of the people.

"What are you doing?" Wei Zhuang asked with a little confusion on the way back.

"These were all given by the people of Nanyang. I can't hold them all. You can take some away." Su Xuan had a smile in his eyes and stuffed the fruits and vegetables in his hands into Wei Zhuang's arms.

Wei Zhuang's eyes looked strange, because since he settled in Nanyang, no common people had ever given him these things.

Is this what people want?

Su Xuan felt the breeze on his face and said with emotion, "There is a sentence in Song Yu's Feng Fu, which says that the wind starts from the tip of the green duckweed."

Wei Zhuang stared at Su Xuan.

"The wind that destroys everything is just a seemingly light breath at the beginning, but if you allow this breath to pass through the valley and the stream, it will continue to gather and eventually turn into a raging storm, swallowing up everything."

"In my opinion, the people's will is this insignificant breeze."

Su Xuan's long-standing layout has gradually begun to show results, which will greatly reduce the pressure on Qin's conquest of the six countries.

The one who subjugates the enemy without fighting is a good person!

Wouldn't it be better to use the many soldiers and horses that were consumed to recover Hetao and conquer Rome?

"Compared to the people's will, I am more interested in the Qin army's powerful killing weapons." Wei Zhuang expressed his true thoughts.

"You should say our army." Su Xuan corrected.

"How are you going to deal with the Korean surrendered soldiers?" Wei Zhuang glanced at him.

Su Xuan looked at Wei Zhuang and corrected him again, "We have already occupied Nanyang. They are naturally the people of my Great Qin. Those who are willing to serve the Great Qin will be disbanded and incorporated into the Qin army. Those who are unwilling to serve will be reformed through labor until they are willing."

"Why, Brother Wei Zhuang is afraid that I will kill them all?"

"You won't do that." Wei Zhuang said firmly, "Because if you do that, no one from the other five countries will surrender."

Su Xuan smiled slightly, with murderous intent, "They don't surrender because they haven't felt the power of Qin's sword! If you kill them until they are scared, they will naturally make the right choice."

Seeing Su Xuan like this, Wei Zhuang felt that he would be like a fish in water after joining the Qin army.

Shark Tooth, inexplicably began to get excited.

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