"Don't kill them, they have no ability to resist, spare their lives!"

Zhao Yun sighed softly: "It's not that I don't want to spare them, it's just that I'm in the same dilemma."

"Do you know what it means to completely conquer Wuhuan?"

Wu Yanyong's heart was beating fast, as if he had thought of the fate of the Huns. At that time, the news coming from the west was that all the Huns would die if they did not go south.

Unless you can outsmart the Chinese army's eyes and ears, you will be killed without mercy if caught.

He didn't believe it before, thinking that these words were nothing but alarmist talk. How could the Chinese, who claim to be a great country, commit such a massacre?

But now he believed it.

His face was full of bitterness: "We are willing to surrender, isn't that enough?"

Zhao Yun smiled faintly: "Surrender is not as easy as you think."

"If you surrender, you must give up the grassland and follow the army south. From now on, you will become a Chinese. Even if you have to fight to the death, you must serve China and fight to the death."

"Is this possible?"

"If you can't do it, don't blame me for being cruel."

"Before entering the city today, I have received an order that all Wuhuan people in Shanggu City, except for the Huaxia people, must go south, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."

"Including those ordinary people, all of them will be killed without mercy."

"The order was like a mountain. I couldn't resist it, but I couldn't bear it. Naturally, I wanted to give these innocent lives a chance."

"I just didn't expect that you would still be unwilling to serve me even when you were about to die. These innocent lives were lost because of you."

A strong aura of death suddenly enveloped Wu Yanyong's whole body, and he suddenly realized that sometimes death is not an easy thing.

At this moment, he committed suicide to avoid the condemnation of his conscience, but he could not get over the hurdle in his heart.

In particular, the entire Wuhuan nation will be thoroughly cleansed and will have no ability to resist.

He took a deep breath, his heart filled with hesitation.

The screams and pleas for mercy that came from his ears were like sharp blades slicing through his heart.

Zhao Yun knew the time was almost up, and continued to persuade him, "You should think about this from another angle. Your surrender is not because you are afraid of death, nor is it because you are betraying Wuhuan. It is to preserve the fire for the whole tribe. To tell you the truth, besides me, there is another general this time. If the two of us join forces, Wuhuan will not be able to resist with our limited strength."

"You should also be aware of our decisiveness in killing. Anyone who disobeys orders will be killed without mercy. We will never show any mercy."

"So if you want to survive, you have to follow our orders."

"In fact, this kind of submission is not all bad for you. Although you are free on the grassland, food and drink are always determined by the weather. Every year when the weather is bad and the tribe is unlucky, how many people will starve to death in the winter?"

"Now my Lord is willing to give you land and send people to teach you how to farm. From now on, you will never have to live without food and clothing. Isn't this good?"

"You should know that you don't have much time. The killing will not stop until you nod."

Zhao Yun's words were so devastating that Wu Yanyong, who was still hesitating, suddenly turned pale. He suddenly understood that he had two choices: one was to watch the entire Wuhuan tribe be annihilated, and the other was to surrender. Even if this surrender was full of unfairness, they had no choice.

Looking at the Wuhuan soldiers who had dull eyes, weak bodies, and no longer wanted to resist, he slowly nodded: "I am willing to surrender."

Zhao Yun laughed heartily, clapped his hands and praised: "A man of insight is a hero. Today, these Wuhuan cavalrymen who escaped death should thank you for your wise choice."

"Now it depends on your performance."

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, a long roar echoed in all directions.

Zhang He and the ordinary soldiers who were carrying out a unilateral massacre stopped their actions when they heard the order.

"Stop the slaughter, stop the slaughter."

This sound was like the sound of nature, allowing the numb Wuhuan soldiers to see the possibility of survival.

They dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground: "We are willing to surrender."

"I am willing to surrender!!"

Wu Yanyong looked at the soldiers kneeling on the ground, sighed softly, stood on his horse, exuded the aura of the late stage of dark energy, and said loudly: "Heaven will be unstoppable, Heaven will not be violated!"

"You all see the huge gap. It's not that we are cowardly, but we really don't see any chance of survival."

"I am ready to surrender to China, completely."

"Listen carefully, if you are willing to surrender with me, you must go south immediately tomorrow and follow China's arrangements. You can also notify your families and go south with us."

"If you don't want to, you can take up arms and resist, but the result will definitely be death."

"That's all I have to say. You can make your own choice."

These words almost destroyed the last bit of dignity in the Wuhuan soldiers' hearts.

They didn't even have the choice to surrender.

Life and death, the choice is clear at a glance.

There was almost no opposition. These indifferent Wuhuan soldiers knelt on the ground, crawled on the ground and said loudly: "We are willing to follow the commander and surrender."

"I will never regret it."

This slightly hurried and happy voice was like a heavy hammer hitting Wu Yanyong's head.

Wu Yanyong sighed softly, and in an instant he felt that his choice might not be wrong.

When the power is out of balance, there is no point in resisting.

Surrender is not bad. From now on, perhaps you can integrate into China and this empire that is destined to suppress all races. (End of this chapter)