Qin Yiren, Wang Ling, Huang Shigong, Wei Yi and Huan Qi hurried towards the head of the city, and soon entered Handan City and came to the front of the two armies.

When he arrived here, he saw it more clearly, and Qin Yiren took a look, and his heart sank.

I saw that these Zhao soldiers and Zhao people were not in an army formation, in tattered clothes, and a group of rabble. However, their eyes were about to erupt with fire, flashing with hatred, and they looked at Qin Jun as if they were looking at the enemy who killed their father.

In fact, the Qin army is indeed the great enemy of the Zhao people, in the Battle of Changping, the 500,000 elites of the Zhao State were lost, and these 500,000 people are their relatives. For the elderly, it was their son; For women, that's their husband; For the child, that's their father.

At this moment, when they see Qin Jun, they see their sons, husbands, fathers, and enemies, can they not hate?

"It's hard to persuade you to surrender!" Qin Yiren already knew the answer, and a chill ran on his back.

Even if Lian Po was willing to lay down his arms, these Zhao people, who were so excited by hatred that their blood boiled, would not agree, and the possibility of persuasion to surrender was extremely low.

The problem is that if you do not persuade you to surrender and go directly to attack, you will have a bad conscience, and this process must be carried out, and it must be done with the utmost sincerity.

"General Lian Po, don't come unharmed!" Wang Ling Chonglian hugged his fists and saluted.

"You were the one who built the ramp, right?" Lian Po didn't pay attention to Wang Ling, but with a pair of tiger eyes, he glared at Qin Yiren and asked in a deep voice.

"How so?" Qin Yiren did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Based on my lifelong experience with this idiot, he couldn't have come up with this idea, it must have been yours." Lian Po glanced sideways at Wang Ling, quite disdainful, and said: "As soon as you left Handan, the Qin army built a ramp, it's not your idea, whose idea could it be?" ”

Lian Po is still a real acquaintance, and he can even guess this.

"Not bad. It was my idea. Qin Yiren nodded in acknowledgement.

"It's all your idea to get to the situation you are in. Say, how to clean up the current situation? Lian Po stared at Qin Yiren with a pair of eyes.

Qin Yiren smiled bitterly, why did I make it like this? It's not you who made it, it's clear that the Zhao army can't be defeated, if you hadn't suddenly appeared, how could there be such a difficult thing now?

"General Lian Po, as long as you lay down your arms. Return to Daqin, we will never kill a single person. Wang Ling took over the conversation and made conditions.

"Fart!"

"The tiger wolf Qin people have no faith and no righteousness, we will never believe it!"

"You said this during the Great War of Changping. 200,000 Zhao pawns are obedient, have you ever let them go? ”

"How innocent is 200,000 Zhao? You killed them with all your heart, and there was not one left! We'd rather die in battle. And will not lay down their arms! We will not surrender! ”

Before Lian Po could speak, a burst of angry shouting and scolding sounded, Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren were all angry, with flames in their eyes, eager to tear Wang Ling and eat it.

Changping kills and surrenders. Not only shocked the Warring States Period, but also shocked the ages!

More than two thousand years later. When people talk about it, they still grit their teeth. scolded the Qin army for being brutal and a tiger wolf.

It's the modern age 2,000 years later. People still hate the Qin army so much, as the Zhao people who have suffered from it, can they not hate? Their hatred is like a surging river, endless.

Wang Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head, do you think we want to kill? We had no choice but to do so.

"I couldn't sleep for a while after the killing." Wang Ling sighed in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

The matter of Changping killing and surrendering, Qin had no choice but to do it, and the situation dictated that it could not help but kill. At that time, Bai Qi received the will of King Qin Zhao, hesitated again and again, and didn't want to kill, but in the end, he weighed it again and again, thinking that King Qin Zhao was right, so he had to grit his teeth and order.

Wang Ling remembered very clearly that when Bai Qi's order was issued, all the generals of the Qin army were stupid on the spot, thinking that it was a hallucination and that they were dreaming. That's 200,000 living people, that's people, not pigs and dogs, how can you say kill them?

The problem is that they can't resist the general order and have to kill.

The soldiers of the Qin army who participated in the massacre wiped their tears while slaughtering these soldiers, and some of the Qin soldiers did not want to stain their hands with blood and pretended to faint.

Strange to say, Bai Qi, who has always given extremely strict orders, turned a blind eye this time, and did not punish those Qin army sharps who pretended to faint.

This can be said to be unique in Bai Qi's life, only once.

This incident reflects the ambivalence of Changping's surrender, starting from the confession and down to the Qin soldiers.

They didn't want to kill and surrender, but for the sake of Qin, they had to kill.

Not only Bai Qi and the soldiers of the Qin army are this kind of ambivalence, but also the initiator Qin Zhaowang.

"Childe is right, we can't slaughter!" Wang Ling's eyes seemed to appear in front of him, and the desperate and helpless faces of Zhao Guo's soldiers when Changping was killed and surrendered, and he agreed with Qin Yiren's statement in his heart.

"I can only die standing up, not kneeling!" Lian Po flatly rejected Wang Ling's proposal.

"General Lian Po, you are not afraid of death, you would rather die in battle than submit, I admire you very much." Wang Ling's words were raised first and then suppressed, and he changed his words and said: "Look at them, old and weak women and children, unarmed, can they stop our attack?" Don't say that this group of rabble, even if they are strong Zhao Jin, they will not be beaten in front of the Great Qin Ruishi! Looking at the world, who can be the opponent of the Great Qin Ruishi? ”

Wang Ling was very proud, his head was held high, his chest was high, and his voice was like rolling thunder, spreading far away: "Just because you can't stop the Great Qin Ruishi, as long as I give an order, you will all die without a place to be buried." General Lian Po, are you so ruthless, do you want them all to die? ”

Wang Ling's words are absolutely true, without the slightest exaggeration.

You must know that the Qin State was able to dominate the world, that is, with an invincible and invincible army, with one enemy and six, the stronger the more they fought, and finally unified the world.

The Zhao army and Zhao people in front of him have no elite, no training, no weapons and equipment, not to mention a few hundred thousand people, even millions of people, it is impossible to stop the Qin army.

"We are Zhao people!"

"We are Zhao people!"

Before Lian Po could speak, Zhao Ren and Zhao Jun shouted in unison, waving their arms and shaking their fists, roaring so loudly that the sound shook the sky, and the ground trembled.

They have nothing but hatred in their eyes. There is no look of fear. Even a little!

They are really not afraid of death! They would rather die to avenge their loved ones!

"Zhao people are heroic, I would rather not fold, my Wang Ling admires it very much." Wang Ling then persuaded him to surrender, saying, "But, have you thought about it? With your current combat strength, you have no hope of revenge. If you die, what will happen to your descendants? You see. Many of you are children, and they are still babbling, and when you die, what are they going to do? They have no relatives and no one to take care of. They will live very miserably, and they will even die. ”

This is also true, and there is no exaggeration.

The old man said okay. Death is death, anyway, time is running out, they think it is worth it, at least let out a breath of resentment before they die.

For childishness, that's a big problem. After they lose a loved one, their life can be extremely miserable. It is lucky to be a cow and a horse, but it is the most tragic to die of hunger and cold.

A touch of sadness flashed in Lian Po's eyes. He pursed his lips and did not speak.

He knew very well that what Wang Ling said was the truth. He really wanted to lead these Zhao soldiers and Zhao people to kill, however, his heart was not so ruthless, and he let them die knowing that there was no hope.

Zhao Jun and Zhao were silent in their hearts.

"There's a play!" Wang Ling was overjoyed, and was about to say something again, when Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren burst out with an earth-shattering roar.

"We are Zhao people!"

"We are Zhao people!"

Although there was an unbearable look on his face, a struggle and pain, it was an unwavering roar.

"Hey!" Wang Ling's joy was gone, and he knew that his persuasion had failed.

"Childe, how do you do it?" Wang Ling was really out of options, so he had to ask Qin Yiren for help.

Meng Fu, Huan Qi, and Wang Jian focused their eyes on Qin Yiren, asking him to make up his mind.

Qin Yiren couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the firmness of these Zhao Jun and Zhao people, they would rather die than give in, what use can they use when they encounter such a decisive person?

"Fathers and fellow villagers of Zhao State: I am the son of Qin State, I have been hostage to Zhao for several years, eating the food of Zhao State, drinking the wine of Zhao State, speaking the dialect of Zhao people, I am also half of Zhao people." Qin Yiren wanted to use the opening remarks to shorten the distance with Zhao Ren, but failed.

"Damn Qin dog! You killed our loved ones! ”

"You came up with the idea to build a ramp!"

An angry roar sounded, drowning out Qin Yiren's words.

The reason why the Qin army was able to attack the city and take the city gate was because of Qin Yiren's idea, could they not hate Qin Yiren?

Qin Yiren couldn't help pressing down with his hands, and finally, Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren's roar stopped for a while.

Qin Yiren continued: "I want to ask you, you are so for the Zhao State, but what did the Zhao State give you?" The nobles of Zhao are rampant, oppress you, exploit you in every possible way, exploit your food, deprive you of the fruits of your labor, and occupy your wives and daughters...... Don't treat you as people, you are making cattle and horses for the nobles, what do you get? ”

There is no exaggeration in this statement, the land of Shandong is like this, even the Zhao State is no exception, the nobles are rampant, exploiting in every way, and the things of tyrannizing people and giving birth to wives and daughters are endless.

Zhao Jun Zhao Ren's eyes flashed with hatred, and some people clenched their fists.

"Look again, apart from General Lian Po, have you ever seen a nobleman?" Qin Yiren pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "You are working hard here, but those nobles are hiding far away, they are having fun, they are laughing at you, laughing at you for being stupid!" ”

This is too convincing, Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren looked around, except for the nobleman Lian Po, there is really a nobleman missing. This made Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren resentful, and the light of hatred in his eyes flickered, and it was obvious that Qin Yiren's words aroused their hatred.

"Desperately have you, but share the fruits of victory but not your share, is it worth it for you to do this?" Qin Yiren asked rhetorically.

Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren were silent.

"It's done!" Qin Yiren's heart relaxed.

Wang Ling, Meng Fu, Huan Qi, Wang Qian, Huang Shigong and Wei Yi were also happy, secretly admiring Qin Yiren's ability to speak well, and when it came to Zhao Jun and Zhao Ren's hearts.

"We are Zhao people!" However, their joy had just risen, only to hear an earth-shattering roar, Zhao Jun Zhao people waved their arms, shook their fists, and roared loudly. (To be continued.) )