There was a gloom in the Imperial War Room.

Equally.

When Qin Zong was unconscious, he was as anxious as the high priest, and he was miserable.

Be.

Their warriors are extremely talented, and their strength is much higher than that of the weak chickens in this universe.

But one of their warriors will die.

Every sacrifice of a warrior made the high priest's heart ache uncontrollably.

The Imperial Army was reduced in strength, and it was also possible to re-recruit and replenish it.

They can't here!

The people hoarded here are already all the remaining adult combat power of the entire race.

If, keep fighting like this......

Everyone who beat them is dead, so what's the point of them traveling thousands of miles to this universe?!

Come to war and die?!

It is better to stay in the homeland that is about to collapse, at least than to die in a foreign land.

"High Priest!"

"King, King......"

The attendant hurried to the outside of the high priest's room, and his face was uncontrollably happy: "The king is awake! ”

The high priest stood up suddenly.

"Great!"

"The king has finally woken up!"

For the first time, the white-haired high priest lost his former composure, hurried out, and walked quickly towards Qin Zong's room.

"Knock knock!"

The high priest knocked softly at the door.

"Come in."

Qin Zong sat on the edge of the bed and spoke lightly.

"King."

The high priest entered the door on crutches.

As soon as he saw Qin Zong sitting on the edge of the bed, he frowned slightly: "Wang, you are not in good health yet, so you can't move." ”

"Ahem......"

Qin Zong raised his eyes slightly, met the old eyes of the high priest, and coughed twice in a low voice before he spoke: "High priest, how many people are left in the clan now?" ”

The High Priest's expression darkened.

He replied in a low voice: "In the past six months, we have lost more than 100,000 people. ”

"It can't go on any longer."

Qin Zong coughed a few more times and spoke a little weakly.

The High Priest sighed heavily, "I understand, too. But now that we've come to this point, we can't give up, King! ”

The high priest's face was very solemn.

But at this time, Qin Zong spoke lightly.

"You send someone to submit a peace treaty to the Empire!"

The high priest's face changed immediately.

"What did you say, King?!"

Qin Zong: "You go and submit a peace agreement, stating that we can return all the imperial territories we occupy now, as long as they agree to us three conditions." ”

The high priest knew that his own king had always been a strategist.

However, how can the territory they have managed to defeat with great difficulty be given up casually?!

The high priest frowned: "King, even if we submit the peace agreement, those people will not agree." ”

Qin Zong pulled the corners of his mouth: "They will agree." ”

He has put on such a ruthless and murderous attitude in the past six months, just for today.

"Now the two sides are facing each other, and once the final decisive battle is held, both sides will have to pay a heavy price."

"Now, if we make peace. The occupation is only a territory that they cannot ask for, and after careful consideration, they will naturally agree. ”

"In the past half month, I am afraid that the news of my serious injury and dying has spread throughout the entire empire, and you have been defeated one after another."

"High Priest, I know what you're worried about. If I die, my people will naturally accept this peace agreement. ”

Qin Zong looked at the high priest calmly: "When the time comes, the affairs of the clan will be entrusted to the high priest." After I left, I asked the high priest to find a qualified successor to protect the people. ”

The high priest was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "King, are you here to ...... The Emperor? ”()

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