Speaking of this, Yu Zhaoling looked specifically at Xiao Cheng's expression.

But Xiao Cheng still looked extremely calm and didn't care at all.

After all, Xiao Cheng is not yet 30 years old, so he has plenty of time. Even if this battle cannot be completed in one battle, it will only delay the unification of the world for a few years.

Seeing this, Yu Zhaoling let out a long sigh and continued:

"After this, the new emperor will submit a surrender form to the Yun Kingdom and only ask Emperor Yun to spare the new emperor's life and my Daxia Ancestral Temple!"

There was finally a hint of confusion in Xiao Cheng's eyes.

He did not expect that Yu Zhaoling would accept the reality so quickly after this battle.

…

Xiao Cheng immediately nodded without hesitation and said:

"Okay, I agree! As long as the new emperor of the Xia Kingdom surrenders, he will be granted the title of Duke of Anle, and the ancestral temple will be preserved. He can worship at all times and the incense will continue. In the future, as long as he does not violate my Dayun law, his title will never be removed or his life will be taken!"

In fact, it is difficult for people to feel completely reassured by such an oath.

But what can Yu Zhaoling do now? We can only hope that Yu Xiao Cheng can keep his promise.

"Please also ask Emperor Yun to remember that the one who created the figurines will have no descendants?"

"Be kind to our Daxia royal family today. Thousands of years later, the Yun Kingdom will be destroyed. This will become an example for future generations!"

To be honest, this sentence actually means cursing the destruction of the country of Yun.

But Xiao Cheng obviously wouldn't be so angry just because of this sentence.

Yu Zhaoling had already finished what he should say, and his heart finally settled down. He closed his eyes and said quietly:

"I have finished speaking, I hope Emperor Yun will think more about it39

For the stubborn Yu Zhaoling, surrendering to the Yun Kingdom was obviously unacceptable. At this time, he chose to close his eyes and wait for death.

Humiliating his opponent did not bring any sense of pleasure to Xiao Cheng. He was willing to let his opponent, Yu Zhaoling, get an ending that he could accept.

Xiao Cheng immediately said in a deep voice:

"Emperor, if there is a way to die like an emperor, how can he be killed with a sword?"

"Come here, get the wine ready!"

The palace servants waiting on the side quickly bowed in response.

For the accompanying imperial doctors, it was not difficult to make a cup of dove wine, but the imperial doctors obviously tabooed this and would not know how to make poison if they bit themselves to death.

Fortunately, there is a Wudang Flying Army composed of Ailao soldiers in the army. Their arrows are coated with poison that will seal their throats when they see blood. This is considered to be a prepared poisonous wine.

A moment later, when the prepared poisonous wine was brought to the royal tent.

Yu Zhaoling slowly opened his eyes, looked at the poisonous wine brought to him, took a deep breath, reached out to take it, and then said to

Xiao Cheng nodded

road:

"Thank you, Emperor Yun!"

Xiao Cheng waved his robe, turned around slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's go."

The corners of Yu Zhaoling's mouth curved slightly, and he didn't know what he was laughing at. Then he suddenly raised his head and drank the glass of poisoned wine.

The poison that seals the throat with blood acts very quickly. Within a few breaths after drinking it, Yu Zhaoling's face turned black, his mouth and nose bleeded, and he fell limply backwards.

The Forbidden Army General in the imperial tent carefully stepped forward to inspect, and then reported back to Xiao Cheng:

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Xia has passed away!"

Xiao Cheng nodded slightly and commanded again in a deep voice:

"Preach the decree and have a grand burial!"

"yes!"

And just when Yu Zhaoling was confirmed to be dead, in the dark, above Jinling City, the Xia Kingdom's Luck Black Dragon, which was almost broken and barely united into one, raised its head and let out a cry of compassion, unable to gather its luck anymore.

The power of Xia's national destiny spread out from the Qiyun Xuanlong one by one at an extremely fast speed.

In the entire Jinling City, a drizzle suddenly began without warning.

What's even more surprising is that after this drizzle, Jinling City, which was originally full of dragons and tigers, full of purple and gold, gave people an indescribable air of decadence.

Portrait of the end of the dynasty.

After dealing with Emperor Xia Yu Zhaoling, Xiao Cheng calmed down his mood and immediately summoned the civil and military ministers.

"This battle has been won. I, the Great Cloud, have my destiny in my hands. The world's momentum is so great that it will be difficult to reverse it. The opportunity to unify the world is right in front of us!"

All the ministers were solemn and immediately shouted in unison:

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Dayun!"

Xiao Cheng's brows were full of fighting spirit, and he shouted loudly:

"According to my decree, the army marches straight to Jinling and completely conquers the Central Plains!"

"According to the order!"
Chapter completed!