The Prodigal Son of the Empire

At the same time, all the Vietnamese troops were shouting.

This made the already desperate enemy force move.

And Lu Zhao said loudly: "Your king doesn't care about your life or death at all. He abandoned his soldiers outside the city without caring about them!"

"Is such a king worthy of your protection?"

One word hits the heart.

Already in despair, the soldiers who were strongly dissatisfied began to throw out their weapons one after another, and they chose to surrender!

It also shows that they also deserted their king...

The first thousand and 440 chapter four orders of the commander-in-chief!

As if pushing the dominoes, more and more people threw out the weapons in their hands, and even felt a sense of scrambling.

Yes!

Such a king is not worth protecting at all!

The long-term depression is finally released at this moment!

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Xiang Lin's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What are you doing?"

"Are you going to rebel?"

"Take up your weapons and fight, whoever dares to surrender will be killed without mercy!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

A general beheaded several people with a sword.

But it didn't help at all. This kind of oppression, instead of scaring them, had the opposite effect!

"Those who surrender, you can go to the other side, and your safety is absolutely guaranteed!"

Lu Zhao called out at the right time.

The soldiers who threw their weapons quickly left the circle and went to the other side.

They not only gave up resistance, but also gave up their king!

As a result, there are fewer and fewer people protecting Xiang Lin, and this circle gradually shrinks...

"Inverted!"

"It's all reversed!"

Xiang Lin yelled like crazy!

But more of a catharsis at the end!

He has been powerless to change!

In a short period of time, the number of troops guarding him was reduced from tens of thousands to several thousand.

These people are his personal guards, and it is absolutely impossible for them to betray.

But that's enough!

Lu Zhao raised his hand and said a word in a cold voice.

"kill!"

The surrounding people rushed forward.

It seems that they are playing a game, which makes Xiang Lin's personal guards gradually decrease...

But those who surrendered were not moved at all, they just watched numbly, and at the same time, there was a special pleasure.

This is a one-sided slaughter.

Thousands to hundreds!

The surrounding area was empty, and Xiang Lin finally collapsed!

He shouted: "Surrender! This king surrenders!"

"Your Majesty?"

"Surrender."

No dignity is important in the face of life and death.

Surrender is the only way out, and maybe you can survive because of it...

He is the king of the south.

He is the princes and kings of Chu State.

Status matters.

If it really surrendered, the possibility of direct killing is not great.

The guards who persisted until the last moment absolutely did their best, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief and dropped their weapons.

Xiang Lin took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the guard circle.

"You are Southern King Xianglin?"

Lu Zhao sat on the horse and watched condescendingly.

"This king is Nan Wang!"

He also thought about finding someone to pretend that he might be able to escape, but the incident happened so suddenly and the city was destroyed too quickly, it was too late.

Lu Zhao ordered: "Go and find some people, come and identify them."

Immediately, more than a dozen people who surrendered earlier were pulled over.

"Is he the King of Nan?"