The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"Your Majesty!" After a brief trance, Wu Li hurriedly chased out the door.

Qin Ze was walking down the stairs, and said without turning his head: "I heard that you brought a lot of tribesmen here this time."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wu Li was panicked and anxious: "Your Majesty, my barbarian tribe came here this time with the sincerity of surrendering, and we have absolutely no second thoughts!"

"Your Majesty, you have unified the world. Now that the disputes have ended, how can you start a war again? Your Majesty!"

Qin Ze walked down the stairs quickly and continued:

"I heard from them that most of the tribesmen you brought with you are old, young, women and children. You brought them here because you hope that I will not raise an army against the barbarians for the sake of these old, young, women and children?"

Qin Ze stood still and looked sideways at Wu Li who was jogging after him.

Looking at this expressionless but sharp eyes, Wu Li's face froze, knowing that all his plans had been seen through.

But at this point, there is no need to make up any excuses.

He could only face it calmly: "Yes, Your Majesty." Wu Li lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Qin Ze said in a deep voice:

"Are they the widows and descendants of the barbarians who died in Yanluo Mountain last year?"

Wu Li took a deep breath, calmed his depressed mood, and whispered:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After he finished speaking, Qin Ze crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Wu Li who lowered his head. He didn't say anything else.

"Your Majesty, I..." Wu Li raised his head and just as he opened his mouth, he saw Qin Ze stretched out his hand to signal him not to say any more.

Wu Li had no choice but to swallow his words. Being stared at by such an intimidating gaze, he felt uneasy and frightened, but he understood that this was Qin Ze's consideration, which meant that things might turn around.

"How did you convince them?" Qin Ze suddenly asked.

"All of our tribesmen sincerely wish to become your Majesty's subjects. This is the original wish of our barbarian tribe." Wu Li spoke immediately.

Qin Ze touched his chin, his eyes became sharp:

"Hundreds of thousands of people died last year. These people were their husbands, sons, fathers, and their closest relatives."

"I am their enemy. Just a few words from you will make them forget about it?"

Wu Li immediately said: "Your Majesty, this..."

"Think it over before you speak. If you don't want me to believe what you say, at least you have to believe it yourself." Qin Ze said expressionlessly.

Wu Li opened his mouth, suddenly feeling confused.

'Of course!' Can you say that? No, it's really too absurd and false.

Can the lives of hundreds of thousands of people be covered up with a simple "forget it"? This is not a quarrel between children. I kicked you and then turned around to say sorry and we made peace.

This cruel fact is a mountain that not only weighs on hundreds of thousands of families, but also weighs on the entire barbarian race.

It will never be forgotten, this thorn in my heart will only get deeper and deeper.

He immediately understood what Qin Ze meant. ——You barbarians, are you really surrendering?

At this moment, Wu Li had a myriad of thoughts in his mind, and countless words were accumulating in his heart, but he could not find a convincing statement no matter what.

Seeing that he was speechless, Qin Ze said:

"This is my first time meeting you, but you, the barbarian chief, don't look like the barbarian I had in mind."

"you say--"

"If you were me, what would you do?"

"I killed hundreds of thousands of barbarians, and they hated me to the core. Today, I have a large army, and they are afraid of me, so they come to surrender."

"Even though I am magnanimous, I have to be on guard all the time under the same roof as you, in case there are treacherous people trying to commit treason behind my back."

“They may not be able to accomplish great things, but the poisonous snake is right under your feet and will bite you if you are not prepared.”

"What should we do?" Qin Ze asked Wu Li.

The question is sharp and hits the point, but Wu Li has not forgotten his identity. No matter when and where, he should consider the entire nation. How should he deal with this problem?

After a little thought, Wu Li had the answer in his mind.

He said, "As Your Majesty said, the impression given to us barbarians is that we are brave and aggressive, and this is indeed the case."

"Most people in the tribe are warlike and unwilling to be inferior to others."

Qin Ze raised his eyebrows slightly and just looked at him.

"Last year, the Jin family promised us great benefits and asked us to send troops to Beiliang. Your Majesty also knows what happened later. We sent out hundreds of thousands of troops, all of whom were the elite of our clan, and all of them died in Yanluo Mountain."

"They are the most determined war faction in the tribe."

Hearing this, Qin Ze frowned and said coldly:

"You mean to say that most of the warlike barbarians in your tribe have died, and the remaining people are all law-abiding."

Unexpectedly, Wu Li shook his head:

"No."

"There are still some warlike people in the tribe, but they are very few."

"Oh? So what do you want to say?" Qin Ze looked at Wu Li.

Wu Li said: "Nowadays, most of the tribe members just want to live a peaceful life. What do those minorities matter? They can't do anything."

"Your Majesty may find this statement too absolute, but my people have always been united. No matter where they are, they always focus on the "barbarian tribe" and only consider personal gains and losses."

Qin Ze nodded slightly and did not deny it.

"That is why they will not betray the barbarians, which means they will never put their personal honor and disgrace above the entire tribe."

"This time I brought people to Nanze, which is the wish of my entire barbarian tribe."

"Your Majesty's worries about the future should be my worries, not yours." These words were a little deep, but Qin Ze understood them. He said slowly:

"Well, I think the barbarians' attitude is clear now."

"But...what about later?"

Wu Li said without any hesitation:

"In the past, the Red Flame Army led by General Qin was invincible and unbeatable. It was the strongest army in the previous dynasty."

“But such a large army was not defeated by the enemy, but by the extremely suspicious Jin Fengluan.”

Qin Ze was stunned, but his frown relaxed immediately.

Wu Li continued, "Today's barbarians are not as good as the Red Flame Army of the past, and are not even worth mentioning."

"But your Majesty's concerns are somewhat understandable. Would your Majesty rather kill someone by mistake than let him go?"

After saying this last sentence, Wu Li was sweating profusely. He lowered his head and bowed, not even daring to look up again.

But when he lowered his eyes, he saw the person walking towards him.

Qin Ze looked at the uneasy old man and sighed:

"You are very honest. Although you are not young, you are very clear-headed."

"With a figure like you in the barbarian tribe, why would they ever think of sending troops in the first place?"

After saying this, Wu Li raised his sweaty face.

Qin Ze continued, "During the battle at Yanluo Mountain, I deployed a large number of troops to deal with the troops sent by Jin Fengluan."

"You barbarians coming with a large army really surprised me."

"Before Wu Kui brought the army in, he sent a general to investigate. His name was Shan Yi."

"At that time, I told him that peace was hard-won and he should cherish it. I wanted to fight a war and you barbarians should not get involved. Then I let him go and asked him to convey my words to Wu Kui."

"Unfortunately, they didn't listen and came in anyway."

Hearing this, Wu Li's heart seemed to be strangled by a hand. An intense feeling of grief swept over him. He could hardly stand and could only hold on to his crutches tightly.

"I don't need to tell you what happened next, everyone knows it."

"But Shan Yi eventually committed suicide. Before he died, he said the same words you said today."

At this point, the white-haired old man fell to his knees with a thud, his body shaking violently.

Qin Ze squatted down and stretched out a hand to put on his shoulder. Wu Li raised his painful, regretful, sad and helpless face, and Qin Ze sighed again:

“It’s a bit regrettable.”

"I am not kidding."

The tears that had been accumulating in his eyes burst out, and Wu Li collapsed to the ground, unable to control himself any longer, and burst into tears.