Since the decline of the Zhou Dynasty and the collapse of rituals and music for hundreds of years, there has long been no benevolence, justice and morality among the princes in the world, and everything is just naked interests.

As there is a saying in later generations, the bustle in the world is for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.

Because of their common interests, Wei and Zhongshan, the original rivals, chose to stand in the same camp.

And when the common enemy was weakened and defeated, the allies who had worked together began to be wary of each other, and even tried to eliminate each other.

In the Wei State and Zhongshan, the two allies who still maintained harmony on the surface, secretly had long been in the same bed but had different dreams. However, in the city of Zhao, which was heavily surrounded by the armies of the two countries, there was a gloomy and bleak scene.

"Pa bang bang..."

There was a knock on the door, and General Zhao Fei Yi stepped into the room.

Slowly walking to a desk, Fei Yi immediately bowed to the man in front of him and said, "I, Fei Yi, pay my respects to the king."

"King? Humph!"

After a self-deprecating chuckle, King Zhao Zhao Yu slowly raised his head and looked forward, "What kind of king am I? Where can there be a king like me?"

After the words fell, the room fell into silence again, and for a long time there was no more sound.

Looking at Zhao Yu with the help of the dim candlelight in the room, his originally heroic face was filled with vicissitudes of life, and even his temples were stained with a bit of white frost.

It can be said that since learning that the old prime minister, Duke Zhongle, died for his country, the King of Zhao no longer had any expectations for his own destiny and the future of Zhao.

What kept him alive was just an obsession, an obsession that the Zhao family's country would not be cut off by Zhao Yu's hands.

The silence lasted for a long time, with a bitter smile always appearing on Zhao Yu's face. Finally, his voice broke the extremely oppressive silence in the room.

"What did Wei say?"

"Report to your Majesty, the State of Wei will respond in accordance with the agreement."

After listening to Fei Yi's words, Zhao Yu's eyes became a little dim again.

"According to this, tomorrow I should beg Wei Feng for forgiveness."

"This is really unpleasant!"

Although Zhao Yu's tone was full of plainness, Zhao Yu's actions were full of fierceness.

With a sudden thought, his right hand went directly to the sword at his waist, and the next moment the sharp blade was placed directly on his neck.

The frost cut into the flesh and blood, and the hot blood flowed down. As long as it went down a few points, Zhao Yu would be dead and in a different place.

"King!"

At the critical moment, Fei Yi's call interrupted Zhao Yu's movements, and his originally determined eyes gradually became clear.

Zhao Yu thought of a lot at this moment. He thought of the soldiers of Zhao who fought for the country. He thought of the Zhao family and the common people under his rule. He could not forget the look that the old prime minister, Duke Zhongle, gave him.

"Your Majesty, everything is for the State of Zhao!"

"Dang Cang..."

The next moment, the long sword fell to the ground, and Zhao Yu looked at Fei Yi in front of him with a look of despair.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

"Since you are not afraid of death, what do you have to fear?"

"As long as we can preserve the State of Zhao and continue the Zhao family, my little dignity doesn't matter."

"Feiyi..."

Looking at Fei Yi in front of him, Zhao Yu's eyes showed a bit of apology.

"I will wrong you tomorrow."

"Your Majesty..."

Faced with Zhao Yu's confession, Fei Yi knelt down on one knee, "Fei Yi was born as a Zhao person and died as the soul of Zhao."

"I will obey the king's orders in everything."

The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the rough waves know the criticizing ministers.

This verse came from the great king who created the "Reign of Zhenguan" a thousand years later, but it is the best portrayal of the emotions in Zhao Yu's heart at this moment.

Since ancient times, there have been many generous and tragic people in Yan and Zhao. The same is true for Zhao Xianggong Zhong Le who died for his country, and the same is true for Zhao General Fei Yi who swore to follow him to the death.

With some expectations for the future in his heart, Zhao Yu's figure slowly walked past Fei Yi, but then slowly stopped.

"After tomorrow, your Majesty, please don't call me any more. I'll let you, Your Majesty."

"Here."

…

"Kakaka..."

The next morning, with the sound of wood squeezing, the gate of Xicheng, an isolated city in the Zhao Kingdom, was slowly opened.

At this time, Zhao Yu, who had taken off his clothes and was naked from the waist up, was holding a long sword in his hand and walked step by step towards the outside of the city.

Behind the Zhao monarch, a group of Zhao ministers, dressed in plain clothes, followed slowly behind him, pulling the coffin.

Seeing this scene not far away, King Wei Feng of Wei, who was in the center of the square formation outside the city, could be said to be full of glory at this moment.

The Wei State and the Zhao State both originated from the Jin State. Although the Wei State ascended to the throne of the most powerful country in the Warring States Period by virtue of its first-mover advantage in the reform, the Zhao State, which inherited part of the Jin State, was also one of the few powerful countries in the world.

In the past, Marquis Wu of Wei led the combined forces of Wei and Wei to attack the State of Zhao, but they were defeated at the gate of Zhongmu City.

After that, the Wei State, which had made enemies everywhere, was caught between the two sides of Zhao State in the north and Chu State in the south, which led to the decline of Wei State's hegemony since the time of Wei Wenhou.

It can be said that the Wei State in the past suffered a lot from the Zhao State, an ally and opponent of the same lineage as the Three Jin Dynasties.

But all this will be completely changed today, in the hands of Wei Feng.

The powerful Zhao State in the past will no longer exist, and will be replaced by a vassal under the Wei Dynasty.

Raging waves surged in Wei Feng's heart, and being high-spirited was no longer enough to describe Wei Feng's mood at this moment.

Compared with Wei Feng at this moment, Zhongshan Gong Ji Heng, who was watching everything as a bystander, had a bit of envy hidden between his eyebrows.

He envied Wei Feng for being able to attract so much attention, he envied Wei Guo for being able to create such achievements, he envied...

After a long time, Ji Heng slowly withdrew his gaze, but there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Will Wei's march to the north stop here? Will the future Zhongshan Congress be the Zhao State today?

Just when Zhongshan Gong Ji Heng was in a complicated mood, Zhao Yu and his party had already walked not far ahead and knelt down directly on the ground.

The King of Zhao, who wanted to compete with Wei in the past, finally surrendered to his former opponent.

Taking this scene into his eyes, Wei Feng put away the expression on his face and replaced it with a solemn one.

Wei Feng walked slowly to Zhao Yu, reached out and took the long sword that symbolized the power of the monarch from his hand, and took out the jade that symbolized the power of sacrifice from his mouth.

After placing these two things on the tray held by the waiter, Wei Feng quickly leaned down and pulled Zhao Yu up.

"Marquis Zhao, please get up quickly."

"Zhao Yu, the sinner, thank you so much, Your Majesty."

"What did Marquis Zhao say?" Wei Feng's face was full of smiles, and his tone was full of gentleness, "The previous disagreement was just a misunderstanding. Wei and Zhao came from the Three Jin Dynasties together, so we should be closer in the future.

yes."

"I hope that I can often drink and sing with Zhao Hou in Anyi in the future. Wouldn't that be a pleasure?"

Wei Feng's tone was full of gentleness, but in Zhao Yu's ears it sounded sharp.

Although the crisis suddenly arose in his heart, Zhao Yu could only bow and bow, "Your Majesty, Zhao Yu, I sincerely obey the king's orders."

"Okay okay"

…

The scenes outside Xicheng announced that the war in the north of Wei State had come to an end, but this did not mean that the Wei State's troops had stopped advancing.

That is to say, at the same time that Zhao State expressed its surrender to Wei State, a phalanx with a red banner had already appeared outside Qi City adjacent to Zhao State.
Chapter completed!