At this time, the present dynasty is already completely standing on the top of the refining tip, and there is no room for maneuver.

And Nan Ke Lin and Kang Yunhan also hope that they can see the current situation clearly and not make unnecessary resistance, Nan Ke Lin took the lead and said: "Give up, now you can make progress in advance, and you can't retreat, surrender!"

The soldiers of the current dynasty were also shaken when they heard Nan Ke Lin say this, indeed, if they blindly resisted, their end would only be death.

However, among the hesitant people, there was one person who was very calm, he knelt on the ground alone, and in front of him was Nan Ke Lin and Kang Yunhan.

In front of the Yinping City Gate, he knelt on his knees, his hands were in a state of natural fall, he always maintained a posture of keeping his head down, sobbing extremely loudly, and constantly restraining his emotions.

"My lord, we surrender!" a general led a group of sergeants to lead the way, ready to surrender, no longer making any senseless resistance.

Nan Ke acquiesced to their request, that is, to let them merge into their own army, but naturally they first collected all the weapons in their hands, otherwise if they suddenly and temporarily defected again, this would be unprepared for the Nankang and Kang dynasties, and the situation on the battlefield might even be temporarily reversed because of their actions.

However, it was obvious that Nan Ke Lin's idea was redundant, and before Nan Ke Lin could open his mouth to collect their weapons, they consciously took the lead in dropping the weapons in their hands.

The sound of extremely harsh weapons falling on the ground on the battlefield was endless, like the last hiss of the present day, although it was very loud, but it was helpless.

With the surrender of some of the sergeants of the present dynasty and the detachment of the team, more and more sergeants are doing this, as the so-called wall is pushed by everyone, and the wall of the present dynasty is already at the end of the crossbow, and the sergeants of the present dynasty have lost confidence in the present dynasty.

What's more, since Jin Shao was killed, the present dynasty has been defeated again and again, whether it is politically or militarily stagnant, and even has a turbulent momentum, and the current monarch has not changed, only seeking to be content with the status quo, but also heard that the current monarch is addicted to playing, and he is not interested in political affairs and sergeants at all, which is the biggest fuse of this scene today.

"You are so disloyal!! a general behind the current monarch said to the soldiers who surrendered, that is, he drew his sword and burst out, directly killing several soldiers of the current dynasty, and the blood was directly sprinkled on the face of the current monarch, but it was impossible for the current monarch to do anything else.

"Lord, get up, we can fight!" the general anxiously advised.

However, the current monarch didn't seem to hear these words into his ears at all, and he still knelt on the ground unconsciously, maintaining his previous state.

"I tell you, whoever dares to take a step forward will be killed!" the general was ready to draw a long line with his sword in front of the present monarch, and himself faced all the soldiers, his eyes wide with rage, and he was bound to kill any sergeant who crossed the line. The corpses lying on the ground are the best examples.

As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers of the present dynasty were shocked, they didn't dare to make any other moves, they didn't dare to take any step forward, they stood in place, their eyes were full of fear, but not for the Nankang and Kang dynasties, but for their own generals.

But unexpectedly, just as the long line had just crossed in front of the current monarch, the sliding long sword stopped in front of the current monarch, and it continued to tremble. The general's hand was clearly at the hilt of the sword, but he didn't see the sword slide.

Little by little, blood slipped from the blade......

"Monarch...... You?" the general did not understand what the monarch meant, and his expression was even more puzzled.

It turned out that although the general exerted force at the hilt of the sword, there was also a hand on the sword body that was tightly held to prevent the long sword from interacting, and the expression of the monarch was even more painful, his facial expression was constantly distorted, and the hand that grabbed the sword body was also constantly trembling.

"Guys, you can go if you want...... I have not done anything meaningful since the moment I ascended the throne, and I deserve to be defeated at my hands, and I want to do something for you at the last moment before my demise...... Let's go......" said the monarch in a low voice, his words filled with endless remorse and disappointment, his own remorse and his own disappointment.

After listening to the monarch's words, the general himself was silent, silently withdrawing his sword, but after retracting it, he put it on his neck, sobbing constantly, and looked at the current monarch who knelt on the ground.

"You...... Why bother?" the monarch wanted to stop talking, trying to stop it, but he didn't know where to start, and could only express his situation and thoughts with an extremely helpless expression.

"Monarch, I have followed the former monarch to fight in the north and south, and finally opened up the largest territory of the current dynasty, after the death of the former monarch, I am determined to assist you wholeheartedly and help the present dynasty regain its glory, and now the present dynasty is destroyed because of you, then I have no meaning to live in this world, monarch, please forgive me for going one step first to find the former monarch!"

"Don't ......" Before the monarch could speak, the long sword at his neck had already drawn a perfect arc from his neck, and the bright red blood spurted out, sprinkled in the air, splashing the face of the monarch of today, and the general also fell to the ground in response, lying on the ground and convulsing, and his hands never left the hilt of the sword, and the last look he left to the world was helpless, helpless......

Seeing that no one stopped him, the soldiers of this dynasty surrendered one after another, they trampled on the corpse of the self-killing general, and joined the army of the Nankang and Kang dynasties.

The current monarch hesitated again and again, constantly trembling and looking back at the extreme generals behind him, and at this moment, their swords were also held by them at his neck.

Before their monarch could speak, they all killed themselves, the only difference was that their bodies were still intact.

The monarch looked at the scene in front of him, and the blow he received was not something ordinary people could imagine, he raised his right hand full of blood, and took off his hairpin tremblingly, when the bright red hairpin fell to the ground, the long hair of the monarch of the present dynasty was messy with the wind, he raised his head to look at the empty without any impurities, and sighed constantly, very lonely.

His face was also covered by his long hair, and he couldn't see any expression, only two blood-filled eyes were revealed, and he was very tired. At this time, he was like a homeless man in his last years, extremely lonely, but there was no one by his side.

"Let's go, it's better to die than to live, don't get involved in this troubled world and strife in the future! I killed your father, I don't want to kill you again, I will give you a sum of money, use this money, do business, and live the rest of your life in peace!" Nan Ke said silently, and then led the army into Yinping City, the current monarch knelt on the ground, looked up, there were several corpses around him, and the rest were the soldiers who kept pouring into Yinping City, the Southern Dynasty soldiers, the Kang Dynasty soldiers, and even the soldiers of the Jinzhao Dynasty who had just defected.

Everyone walked past him so easily, leaving him alone in the constant flow of people and sighing.

"In the troubled times, how can the word ...... stability" The monarch of this dynasty raised his head and shouted, that is, he went to the long sword on the side, but this sound made Nan Ke Lin and Kang Yunhan stop their steps, looking back, the monarch of this dynasty has become a corpse on Lin, and the long sword is directly inserted into his chest, and blood continues to overflow from his own chest.

"Bury them thickly!" Nan Ke Lin said very sternly.

After that, he turned around and entered Yinping City.

"In troubled times, how can you be stable...... Nan Ke Lin repeated softly.