"Lord, calm down." Seeing Han Yi getting angry, Cao Cao knelt down quickly.

Han Yi looked down at Cao Cao and said with a smile: "What General Cao said is true, but I have to pull out this tiger's teeth and claws first."

"The Lord is wise" Cao Cao, who had narrowly escaped death, quickly flattered him.

"Back off"

"yes"

So everyone had retreated, only Guo Jia stayed firmly on the spot. Han Yi looked at Guo Jia curiously. Guo Jia used to be laughing and joking all day long, but now he is completely a serious old man.

"Fengxiao, what's wrong?"

Guo Jia said seriously: "My lord, Cao Cao has to guard against it."

"Oh, how can I say this?"

"I just met this person. He has a far-sighted vision and a big heart," Guo Jia said meaningfully.

Awesome, my little Jiajia, you can tell what kind of person Cao Cao is just by looking at him. I can only see what kind of person Cao Cao is based on history. I didn’t expect Guo Jia to be even more awesome.

"This person has a great talent. It would be a pity to abandon it. I wouldn't be worried if he used it," Han Yi said with emotion.

"If your lord is trustworthy, I am willing to control him. As long as I can control him in one day," Guo Jia stared at Cao Cao who was leaving.

"Whatever Fengxiao said, can I still not trust you? It's okay to just hand him over to you, I won't worry about it."

"Then thank you, lord, but I suddenly feel that this is not cost-effective. How about, lord, give me ten jars of fine wine?" The serious Guo Jia began to joke again.

Han Yi said helplessly that his head was getting thicker and thicker, he was really handsome for only three seconds!

The morning light shines on Han Yi's face, making people feel extremely warm, but Han Yi feels so cold. In this world, the jungle is strong and the jungle is strong. Today it is Zheng Guo, and who will it be tomorrow? Not to mention Western Qin and Nanchu.

Which of the four eastern countries is a fuel-efficient lamp? If you win today, what about tomorrow? Han Yi didn’t think about it, and he didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

The next day, Han Yi divided his troops into two groups. On one side, with Yuwen Chengdu as the general and Yan Liang and Wenchou as the generals, he moved into Nanzheng. A total of 80,000 troops were overwhelming. On the other side, Han Yi led an army of 110,000 to attack Xinzheng.

After waking up, Zheng Zhuanggong looked helplessly at the empty hall. Except for a few loyal veterans, everyone else began to run around and prepare to escape. After several years of hard work, even he couldn't bear it.

"How many soldiers and horses do we still have in our country?" Zheng Zhuanggong asked, obviously still wanting to fight to the death.

A white-haired old man cried: "Our army has been completely wiped out in Huili, and today's Xinzheng is already an empty city, Your Majesty! Our country is in danger!"

"Father, let's go south! Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood," Ziying said in panic, running around from time to time.

Going south, yes! There is still most of the territory of our Zheng Kingdom in the south. As long as you are alive, there is still hope. Some hope slowly rose in the dull eyes of Zheng Zhuang Gong.

A soldier rushed into the hall and said: "Your Majesty, the southern part of our country is losing to the Korean army. Please send troops quickly."

"How many people are there in the Korean army?"

"Densely packed, at least more than 60,000 people"

After hearing the news, Zheng Zhuanggong suddenly became much older. There were only 40,000 guards in the south, and they were all old, weak, sick and disabled. Now he was really in doom.

"Report, the Korean army is approaching the city, I..." At this time, another soldier came out and was about to speak, but was stopped by Zheng Zhuanggong. Looking at several veterans, Zheng Zhuanggong laughed and said: "I am very happy to have friends from far away.

Crown, dress, burn incense, bathe in ceremonial process."

At this time, Duke Zheng Zhuang didn't care about destroying the country at all. Instead, he felt like he was ready to die. Looking at the old ministers behind him, he felt ashamed and hated himself for not being able to help his lord protect the country. He bowed his head and said sadly: "Your Majesty..."

Outside Xinzheng City, Han Yi looked at this royal city. It has high walls, copper walls and iron walls. It is magnificent and magnificent. Compared with other ordinary cities, it is even better. It is not much worse than Yangzhai. No wonder South Korea decided to settle here.

At the same time, Han Yi is also considering whether he should set up his capital here in the future...

Just hearing a "squeak...", the city gate with a height of four people was opened. Zheng Zhuanggong was neatly dressed, with a copper-yellow dragon crown on his head, and a white phoenix-colored silk dress, and he slowly walked towards Han Yi.

Zheng Zhuanggong looked at the crowd and saw thousands of troops. Then he saw Han Yi at a glance. He was shocked. It was not that there was anything special about Han Yi, but it was rumored that Han Yi's mount was a unicorn. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, the huge army

Among them, only Han Yi was riding a strange beast, and the others were all riding horses. Looking at Han Yi, his weapons were majestic, his eyebrows were heroic, and his appearance was not good-looking, but his aura of competing in the world made Zheng Zhuanggong a little bit intolerable.

Even Zheng Zhuanggong couldn't stand it, let alone the old minister. Ziying even sat down on the ground. He had been pampered since he was a child and had never seen such a scene before.

Surprised, Duke Zheng Zhuang, as the overlord of the party, cleared his throat and said hoarsely: "I have met the young master and heard that the young master is in the shape of a dragon and a phoenix. Today I saw that the young master is really talented and wise. He is much better than your father.

"

Han Yi smiled and said: "Prince Zheng is being humble. I am still a junior in front of the king. I dare not be more polite. The overall situation today has been decided. Uncle Zheng, please don't embarrass me." When he said the last sentence, Han Yi lowered his voice,

It means that Zheng Guoji is finished. Whether you agree or not, Zheng Guoji is already in my possession. Now I will give you a step. Don’t be ignorant of good and evil.

Duke Zheng Zhuang smiled, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that his smile was so feeble, sad, and painful. He looked at Han Yi and reluctantly calmed down his mood and said: "I don't know how you will deal with our country, how you will treat our people, and how you will treat my son."

"

Han Yi looked at Duke Zheng Zhuang and was shocked. He did not expect that Duke Zheng Zhuang would be so cruel. If he answered wrongly, it would be difficult for him to regain the hearts of the people. At the same time, he also admired him for still having time to take care of his son at this life-and-death moment.

life and death

Han Yi closed his eyes and said: "The State of Zheng withdrew Tibet and became the territory of our country. The people of Zheng State enjoy the same treatment as the people of our country. At the same time, they are not required to pay taxes for a year because of the war. As for the three of you, father and son, only my father can make the decision. However,

I can guarantee that you will enjoy the rest of your life

It was inevitable to return the country to South Korea, but it was unprecedented for the people to be exempted from taxes and labor and to recuperate and recuperate. As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the people of the Zheng family began to collapse. After all, it didn't matter who became the king, as long as they could survive, the most important thing was.

In the end, Han Yi didn't say he wanted to kill them because he was not the King of Han yet and he couldn't make the decision on many things. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a joke if others would catch them!

For this reason, Zheng Zhuanggong knew that this was the best result, and he had an explanation for the people. He could also spend the rest of his life in peace. It would be strange if he could really be calm. He sighed and said helplessly: "Jie Guan,

Retreat, white clothes"

"Your Majesty... you can't." After saying this, these ministers were all panicked. Zheng Zhuanggong said this, which meant that he was about to surrender. Zheng's hundreds of years of foundation were gone.

"Just do it!"

"yes"

Supported by the gentle breeze, three thousand silk threads fell away at the moment the crown fell. The white clothes were scattered on the ground like kites with broken strings. Only Duke Zhuang of Zheng, who was dressed in white, was left. His knees slowly fell and he knelt on the Zheng ground.

This former Zheng Tu, Zheng Zhuanggong who never knelt down to anyone knelt down

Han Yi closed his eyes and slowly opened them. He looked at Zheng Zhuanggong who was kneeling down and said with great joy: "Soldiers! We...won"
Chapter completed!