After a stick of incense, the war stopped.

All the more than 30,000 Chen soldiers still alive knelt down and surrendered.

Chen Shubao, dressed in white, was also escorted to Zhang Yichao's side.

"Are you Chen Shubao?"

Zhang Yichao, with a cold face, looked at Chen Shubao with interest.

"This is none other than Chen Shubao!"

Chen Shubao, who lowered his head, slowly answered.

"You acted rebelliously and angered the Qin Dynasty. You should have been punished with a thousand cuts, but I, the Great Qin Sage, am a benevolent king and do not like to cause more killings!"

"That's why I spared your life!"

Zhang Yichao's face was calm, but his voice was terrifyingly cold.

Hearing the sound, Chen Shubao's face suddenly turned red.

He was born as the crown prince of Chen, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

But the force was stronger than the others, so he could only suffer in silence.

"Lord of the foreign countries, I would like to thank the Emperor of Qin for his kindness!"

When Chen Shubao said these words, every word was falling apart!

"snort!"
Chapter completed!