At the border between Tonghai County and Song Country, the horses stood by the pass.
"Ha, these Song people have finally sent envoys to surrender. I thought they were going to be stubborn to the end."
In the conference hall, the Chu army's generals gathered, and at the highest seat, Qing Hezi, holding the state document submitted by Song Country, couldn't help but let out a light chuckle.
"Song Country is inherently weak, the least among the southwest three nations. Their previous resistance was merely because they saw Nanzhao Country and Dali still holding out, harboring a stroke of luck.
Now that Nanzhao Country has surrendered, one of the Three Nations has fallen to us, Great Chu. With only two remaining, naturally, they are no match for us.
That Song Junlin Hai, from the Coastal Aristocratic Family, is best at monopoly. Seeing the trend has turned, of course, he wouldn't stubbornly resist and lose his life here."
