Sun Ce's expression was shocked.

"Because you, like Yuan Shao, Cao Cao, and Dong Zhuo, and all the princes who were killed by this king, made a fatal mistake."

"Despise this king!"

Sun Ce's body trembled, and some kind of realization suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Su Zhe said coldly: "Because you despise this king's humble background, thinking that this king is just a scholar, so from your heart, you are unwilling to admit that this king is better than you, you deceive yourself again and again, hint at yourself, and make yourself believe that your failure is just the luck of this king again and again." ”

"It's a pity, but you have forgotten that Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty four hundred years ago, was also from a poor family, but he defeated the noble Xiang Yu and founded the Han Dynasty."

"Forgetting the lessons of history is doomed to pay the price of blood."

"You Sun Ce thinks that you are different, but unfortunately, it is just your self-righteousness, you are no different from Yuan Shao and Dong Zhuo, your vision and mind are far from reaching the realm of competing with this king for the world."

"Therefore, your fate is the same, and you can only die under the sword of this king in the end."

Sun Ce froze in place, and the rest of the expressions on his face were all gone, leaving only the enlightenment of enlightenment.

"I see, I finally understand why I lost to you, we all underestimated you, we all underestimated you, but it's a pity that ......"

The silver spear in Sun Ce's hand was suddenly raised, but instead of pointing at Su Zhe, the spear was reversed and aimed towards his heart.

"I, Sun Ce, will never die in my hands, in this world, only I, Sun Ce, can kill me!"

Before the words fell, Sun Ce suddenly exerted force, and the spear blade, stained with the blood of countless enemies, stabbed into his own chest.

There was an uproar in the lobby.

Everyone was amazed, no one expected that Sun Ce would choose to commit suicide.

Su Zhe's eyes moved, and his eyebrows couldn't help but show a trace of respect, but he sighed: "Sun Bofu, this king admits that you are a hero, you are many times stronger than your younger brother Sun Quan!" Go in peace, and the king will give your son and your sister a way out. ”

Sun Ce's miserable and painful face swept up a trace of relief, and said with a smile: "Then I thank you very much, my Sun Ce is not mistaken, you are also a hero, my Sun Ce can be defeated in your hands, I will not be wronged......"

Suddenly, Sun Ce slammed his hand hard, and the spear blade pierced through his heart and broke out of his back.

Sun Ce screamed, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.

The little overlord who crisscrossed Jiangdong cut himself in front of Su Zhe.

Looking at Sun Ce who fell to the ground, Su Zhe let out a long breath, and his eyes were more relieved than respectful.

Sun Ce finally died, and Hefei planted his banner of Great Wei, which meant that the last resistance in Jiangdong was destroyed.

The whole of Koto is his.

Now that the south has been pacified, from now on, he will be able to draw out an army of nearly 100,000 to prevent Sun Ce from advancing westward to collect his last enemy, the big-eared thief Liu Bei.

Now, he finally didn't have to be distracted to deal with different enemies, and he was finally able to concentrate all his strength and concentrate on the last enemy.

That feeling is naturally a relief.

He turned around and walked out of the hall, looking at the bright sun overhead, and couldn't help laughing.

……

Hefei City has fallen, and the next thing is to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess.

Su Zhe decisively issued a cease-killing order, strictly prohibiting the further slaughter of civilians and prisoners of war, these people have now become his people, and he is naturally obliged to save their lives.

At the same time, Su Zhe ordered to take all the wine, meat, and money from Hefei Treasury, and reward the soldiers of the three armies.

That night, the entire city of Hefei turned into a sea of joy, and the soldiers of the Great Wei who had survived the bloody battle drank to their heart's content, enjoying the glory that belonged to them and the joy of their victory.

Su Zhe was in a good mood, so he naturally drank with the generals and enjoyed the happiness that a winner should have.

After three rounds of drinking, Xu Chu came to report with his ears, saying that it was Sun Shangxiang and Han Dang and other three veterans who asked to see him outside the tent.

Su Zhe originally wanted to recruit them in to speak, but thinking that they must be sad about Sun Ce's death at this moment, he would inevitably feel uncomfortable when he came in and saw this celebratory look, so he got up and went out to meet them in person.

As soon as he saw Su Zhe coming out of the tent, Sun Shangxiang took the three veterans and bowed down at his feet.

"King Wei, Shang Xiang asks King Wei to be gracious and prepare for us to collect my brother's body and send him back to Jiangdong for burial." Sun Shangxiang lay on the ground, pleading pitifully.

Of course, Su Zhe had no reason to refuse, so he helped her up with his own hands, "This king will grant your invitation, and this king will also order Sun Ce to be buried with the courtesy of the princes." ”

"Really?" Sun Shangxiang looked at him gratefully.

Su Zhe sighed lightly: "In this world, there are not many people who this king appreciates, Sun Ce is barely one, if it is not for the troubled times, this king is very willing to make friends with him, and bury him with the rites of the princes, which can be regarded as a little respect for him by this king." ”

"Thank you, King Wei." Sun Shangxiang was overjoyed and bowed to Su Zheyingying.

It's just that she was sad about Sun Ce's suicide during the day, and her spirit was hurt a lot, and she was already weak, but now she suddenly worships and rises, her brain is anemic for a while, she is dizzy in front of her, and she is about to fall.

Su Zhe's eyes were so anxious that he didn't have time to think about it, he stretched out his hand to wrap it up, and Sun Shangxiang fell into the crook of his arm.

"Are you alright?" Su Zhe hugged her and asked with concern.

Sun Shangxiang came to his senses and suddenly found that he was sleeping in Su Zhe's arms, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy on his face, and his eyes became embarrassed.

"I'm fine, thank you King Wei." She struggled to get up, but her feet were weak, and she just straightened up, and fell softly into Su Zhe's arms.

"Don't be reckless, I'll send you back to rest."

Saying that, Su Zhe didn't care about the surprised eyes of Han Dang and the others, picked up Sun Shangxiang, and walked towards her big tent.

"King Wei ......" Sun Shangxiang snorted, shy and moved, I don't know what to do.

For some reason, at this time, she felt an unprecedented wonderful feeling in her heart.

That feeling seems to be that she has a good impression of the man who holds her in her arms.

But at the same time, this man forced her brother to death and took away her family's inheritance, which made her feel a trace of hatred in her heart.

The taste of love and hate, indescribable, made Sun Shangxiang's heart beat more than once, and his heart fell into a tangle.

Just when her heart was rippling and her thoughts were surging, Su Zhe had already carried her back to her tent, placed her on the couch, and covered her with a quilt.

"You have a good rest, this king will go first." After saying that, Su Zhe turned around and wanted to leave, but just as he was about to step out of the big tent, he suddenly stopped.

He remembered something.

He remembered the suggestion that Pang Tong had made to him in the big tent that day, and now that Sun Ce was dead, it seemed that that suggestion could also be implemented.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Zhe turned around, looked at her squarely and said, "Sun Shangxiang, this king plans to accept you as a concubine, are you willing?" ”