Chapter 2450

The Crown Prince knew that the scouts hadn't returned. Something must have happened. But if he killed the families of Gao Deng and the others, it would only make them angrier.

The Crown Prince wasn't sure if Gao Deng and the others were still alive. If they were dead, he would kill their families. If that happened, the people who were left here might betray him.

But they weren't dead. Now, he was in a passive position. Time was running out, and it was very likely that he would die here.

"I won't kill you if you surrender. You've all seen the Crown Prince's character. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. Surrender. If you follow me, I won't mistreat you," the North King said to the people below.

This sentence had already caused a commotion among the people below. A few of them knew very well that there was a super expert in the North Palace who could easily kill existences like them. There was no way they could fight.

They didn't want to die, especially martial artists who had reached this level. They wanted to live a luxurious life. Plus, in this war-torn world, sometimes surrendering wasn't shameful. A fine bird chose a good tree to nest in. This was the right of an expert.

The Crown Prince's character made them bitterly disappointed. They followed him when they had no choice. Now that they had a choice, and under such circumstances, they would be fools if they told others that they had a backbone.

No one would respect you because you had a backbone. A man's backbone could only be used when it was useful. For example, it could be used for family, for children, or for righteousness. But today, no one would think that you were valuable. You weren't even foolishly loyal.

This was just a sentence, and there was already a commotion below. This was also a hint. The Crown Prince panicked.

"I am the Crown Prince. If you betray me, I will kill your entire family. I am the true dragon, the Son of Heaven." The Crown Prince was furious and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Mister Qin, I am the Crown Prince. If you help me, I can give you supreme glory. As long as I become the Emperor, you will be the Emperor's Preceptor. You will be below me and above tens of thousands," the Crown Prince said loudly to Qinchuan.

At this time, he still wanted to recruit Qinchuan. Previously, he had sent Bloodthirsty to assassinate him. But in the end, all of them died.

But now, he did not give up and tried again. What if he succeeded? He now knew very well how terrifying Qinchuan was.

With Qinchuan's help, the North King felt that he could easily unify the Radiant Moon Kingdom. Now, he was envious of this brother of his. With Qinchuan's help, the North King would not only be able to unify the Radiant Moon Kingdom, but he would also be able to return to the peak of his ancestors.

Unwillingness, envy, jealousy, madness. He was the crown prince, so why was it like this? At this stage of his life, he wanted nothing more than to destroy the heavens and earth.

If the other party helped him, he would be able to get everything he wanted easily. However, the other party refused to help him. He could give the North King twice as much as the North King, but the other party refused to help him. Instead, the North King helped his opponent.

If he did not help anyone, the North King would definitely not be a match for the Crown Prince. It was all his fault. Hence, the Crown Prince hated Qinchuan to the core.

The Crown Prince felt that if he died now, he would definitely hate Qinchuan. Even if he died, he would not let Qinchuan off.

"You all saw it for yourself. 355,555 soldiers, but they were unable to resist. I'll say it again. Put down your weapons and surrender. I, the North King, am in need of manpower. In the future, I will help all of you to achieve meteoric success and bring good fortune to your descendants," the North King said again.

"I surrender!" one of the chiliarchs suddenly shouted.

The Crown Prince was about to give the order to kill this person, but it was too late. This shout was just the beginning.

As the saying went, everything was difficult at the beginning. Once it started, one would realize that it was actually very easy.

"I surrender, I surrender!"

"I also surrender, I also surrender!"

Clatter!

They threw their weapons on the ground and knelt down. Even Enemy of Ten Thousand and the others hesitated for a moment before throwing their weapons down, dismounting from their horses, and kneeling on one knee.

"I surrender!"

Surrendering was not shameful. Not understanding the situation and not being able to see the situation clearly was harming others, themselves, and their descendants. Since ancient times, the winner was king, and the losers were vilified. When two armies fought, envoys were not killed, and those who surrendered were not killed.

This was especially so when two armies fought. Everyone was loyal to their own master, and once someone surrendered, they would not be killed unless they had committed a heinous crime.

There were also some who made mistakes, but some could make up for their crimes with merit. In short, most surrendering was not shameful.

In history, there were many generals who changed masters several times before finally displaying their ambitions and leaving their names in history. Thus, the king chose his subjects, and the subjects also chose their king.

The Crown Prince did not even have any thoughts of cursing. He stood in a daze in the midst of the 65,555 soldiers. Right now, he was the only one standing. He felt like he had been abandoned by his own people.

Everything was over. He raised his head and looked at the North King on the city wall. His younger brother was in high spirits, and he seemed to have the aura of a king.

This feeling was similar to when his father and grandfather were 62 years old. The aura of a king, he had succeeded.

The Crown Prince was muddle-headed. He picked up his treasured sword and ended his own life. He did not want to be a prisoner; he could not accept being a prisoner of the North King.

His tone was like that. It was better to die than to live. After all, there was nothing left in this world that he was reluctant to part with. Why should he continue living? It would only add to his sorrow.

The North King did not expect the Crown Prince to be so decisive. He could not hide the sorrow on his face. This was not an act. He did not intend to kill the Crown Prince, nor did he intend to make him a prisoner.

He was willing to be a carefree king. He still had this magnanimity. However, it was too late to say anything now. Who knew how many people would die in the future?

Qinchuan looked at the changes in the North King's expression and gradually felt that this person was not bad. At least, his personality was to Qinchuan's liking. He did not like people who were heartless and merciless.

Reorganization and acceptance. In a short while, the North King had more than a million soldiers. It was close to two million. Compared to the millions of soldiers that the other vassal states had, it was still very small.

However, it already had the qualifications to fight for supremacy.

Furthermore, with Qinchuan and Yu Qing around, there was no need to be afraid even if the enemy was several times their size. The main thing now was to govern. It was said that conquering a country was easy, but defending it was difficult.

Indeed, conquering a country was relatively easy. However, to govern a big city, there were many aspects, such as the order of the city, the security, the aristocratic families, the sects, and so on.

Many management talents were needed, and the aristocratic families had to go all out. The sects had to have special privileges, and the balance had to be maintained. Otherwise, when the time came, all the aristocratic families and sects might start a riot.