The next day, Zhang Zhen took a spaceship to Ning'an City, and the reason why Leng Feng chose this place was because Zhao Xian managed this place very well, and there was no turmoil due to the war, and the city was complete and orderly.

Leng Feng and Yu Lihuang basically completed the surrender work in the south, and the main major forces of the War Alliance all handed over the surrender letter, and some of the small forces were still waiting for the surrender due to time reasons, but the War Alliance surrendered and those small forces who were scattered and brave were just waiting for a situation.

The spaceship slowly descended over Ning'an City, and outside the city was the Iron Legion lined up to greet it, and inside the city was the Wandering Legion arrayed and waited.

The main forces of the War Alliance held the surrender book in their hands and waited for Zhang Zhen to enter the city in the cold wind, although he had been surrendered, but this time it was more important and grand.

Zhang Zhen fell from the sky wearing the Heavenly King's suit, like a heavenly god stepping mightily in front of the Iron Legion, and behind him was the silver-clothed warrior who fell like wings.

"Welcome to my king!"

The Iron Legion shouted like gold and stone under the leadership of Lihuang.

This legion represents the strongest fighting force in the north, and the legion in the south is terrified when they hear it, and at this time it seems to be the first war legion in the last days.

Zhang Zhen inspected the legion and strode into Ning'an City, the tall city gate was all made of steel, with sharp edges and corners, and the capital of the Chamber of Commerce that supported the unification of the southern border had the spirit of an imperial city.

"Welcome to the city!"

Led by Leng Feng, the Ranger Legion let out a cry of pride that shook the whole city.

In the middle of the legion array were dozens of people waiting to be surrendered in an orderly manner, with the seven major power lords leading the first place.

One by one, they knelt down under the Heavenly King's battle clothes and shouted: "See the King of the North!" ”

Zhang Zhen stood in front of the formation and looked at the descenders of Nabai, his eyes raised slightly, and behind him he knelt down densely and worshiped countless people from the southern realm.

On this day, at this moment, the entire southern border worshipped at his feet, and the entire Huaxia worshipped at his feet!

"Let's go." Zhang Zhen instructed Xiang Leng Feng.

Leng Feng quickly turned to face the group of kneeling worshippers and shouted, "Surrender the book!" ”

The seven major power lords got up one after another, holding the book of surrender one after another, bowing their waists, and walking towards Zhang Zhen very respectfully and humbly.

"The Central Plains power lord presents a letter of surrender." Leng Feng shouted and asked the adjutant to step forward and take the surrender letter.

"The Lord of Honor's power presents a letter of surrender."

The lord of the Nanyao forces presented a letter of surrender.

……

This is an unconditional surrender ceremony, after months of war, the seven major powers finally understand that there is no room for bargaining, and the only way out is to willingly hand over the surrender letter and give everything to the hand.

Zhang Zhen listened and watched, and couldn't help but be enthusiastic, although he had known that Nanjing was in his pocket, but the sense of accomplishment of seeing Nanjing kneeling at his feet was really indescribably exciting and exciting.

The small forces behind are not as grand as the seven major forces, and Leng Feng sent the surrendered officials to receive the surrender letters in batches.

"Welcome to the King of the Last Days!"

At the moment when the ceremony was completed, Yu Lihuang knelt down excitedly, he had been waiting for this moment, he had watched Zhang Zhen fight a bloody way in the north and then conquer the north, and he also fought bloodily to follow Zhang Zhen to achieve all this.

"Welcome to the King of the Last Days!"

Everyone knelt down in unison and shouted, at this moment, the first king of the last days, the real king was born!

The shouts of worship in the entire Ning'an city came and went, and the king of the last days resounded through the city and the earth, and resounded through the last days!

Zhang Zhen walked out of the Heavenly King's armor, looking at the people who knelt in front of him and worshiped him, at the solemn city, and at the endless clouds in the sky.

He did it.

In less than two years, he completed the great cause of unifying the last days, but everything he experienced was far from being described in two years.

When he first came to the end of the world, he was still worried about his survival and safety, and he was cautious in everything he did.

Triumphant, excited, excited......

Under all the joyful emotions, Zhang Zhen understood that the unification of the last days was only the simplest war, and eliminating the source and restoring the end times to life was the most difficult war he needed him to really face.

"Let's have a feast!"

Zhang Zhen didn't give any speech, everything was up to him, and he knew how to do it, whether it was an inspiring inspirational statement or a declaration of strict governance.

The leaders of the various forces who surrendered knelt in fear, raised their heads slightly and looked at Zhang Zhen who came out of the battle armor with their peripheral eyes, they could only be regarded as seeing what this person who kept them in their eyes until the last fear was like, it looked so ordinary, but it made people involuntarily afraid.

Many people can't understand why they were defeated at this time, Zhang Zhen's army is not many, it can be said that it is less than one-tenth of the entire southern legion, but the combat effectiveness is ten times and a hundred times that of the southern legion, and they don't understand how Zhang Zhen has such a terrible weapon of war by relying on the poor technology of the northern border.

Zhang Zhen is still divine, and it is easier for a mysterious person to establish his prestige.

However, everyone knows one thing, that is, Zhang Zhen is very hospitable and generous, and there will always be rare food for everyone to enjoy when they meet for the first time.

Boxes of rare or forgotten delicacies in the last days were brought into the main hall of the city, and the long banquet tables were filled with fresh fruit and endless wine.

There were no fireworks in the last days, and Yu Lihuang made the Iron Legion let out a neat cannon roar.

"Greetings to my king!"

Zhang Zhen walked to the throne in the hall among the vassals on both sides, a dragon chair made of pure gold, inlaid with rare gems and diamonds, and seemed to have the same values for power in any world.

"Meet my king!"

Everyone watched Zhang Zhen sit down and bowed down again, at this moment everyone was Zhang Zhen's subordinates.

"No courtesy." Zhang Zhen raised his hand slightly.

Holding the cold dragon chair and rubbing the dragon's head, for a moment it felt like a dream, and finally understood why there was a grand ceremony, this feeling was completely different, people seemed to have an invisible force to float, and the whole person seemed to be floating proudly.

"Minister, respect my king!" Yu Lihuang was in the lower left hand, he didn't know how to speak excitedly, holding a cup with both hands and smiling, his eyes were blooming.

Zhang Zhen smiled and raised his glass, watching everyone in the hall hurriedly raise their glasses to salute the comfort in his heart, it is really every move that others have to worship as a god, and the feeling of the wild king and the king of the last days is different.

"Don't be restrained, eat happily, drink happily, and be lively."

"My king said, you don't have to have scruples, eat and drink freely." Leng Feng conveyed loudly to the ministers in the palace.

Zhao ...... Zhao Xian respects the king of Wu with a cup. Zhao Xian nervously stood up from the table and raised his glass.

"Come, King Xian, sit here and talk." Zhang Zhen smiled and beckoned.

Zhao Xian saw that Zhang Zhen wanted him to sit on the left and right where only Leng Feng and Yu Lihuang were worthy of sitting, and he was nervous and didn't dare to speak, is he worthy?

"Come here, can't I invite you?" Yu Lihuang glared.

Zhao Xian was suddenly frightened and hurriedly walked over with a small broken step with a wine glass.

(End of chapter)