Chapter 1839

The Imperial war room was gloomy.

Same.

When Qin Zong was in a coma, he was as worried as the high priest.

Yes.

Their warriors are gifted and their strength is much higher than the weak chicken of the universe.

But one of their soldiers died.

Every soldier sacrificed made the high priest's heart ache uncontrollably.

If the imperial army is downsized, it can recruit and supplement again.

They can't here!

The people who hoard here are all the remaining adult fighting forces of the whole race.

If we continue to fight like this

If all the people are dead, what's the point of their running all the way to this universe?!

To fight and die?!

It's better to stay in the hometown that is about to collapse, at least better than dying in a foreign land.

"High priest!"

"Wang, Wang..."

The entourage hurried outside the high priest's room with uncontrollable joy on his face: "the king is awake!"

The high priest suddenly stood up.

"Great!"

"Wang finally woke up!"

For the first time, the white haired high priest lost his composure in the past, hurried out and hurried to Qin Zong's room.

"Knock, knock!"

The high priest knocked softly at the door.

"Come in."

Qin Zong sat on the edge of the bed and opened his mouth faintly.

"King."

The high priest came in with a crutch.

Seeing Qin Zong sitting on the edge of the bed, he frowned slightly: "Wang, your body is not good yet. You can't move."

"Cough..."

Qin Zong raised his eyes slightly, looked at the old eyes of the high priest, coughed twice in a low voice, and then said, "high priest, how many people are left in the family now?"

The high priest looked gloomy.

He replied in a low voice, "in the past six months, we have lost more than 100000 people."

"It can't go on."

Qin Zong coughed again and said weakly.

The high priest sighed heavily, "I understand too. But now we have reached this stage, we can't give up, king!"

The high priest looked very dignified.

But at this time, Qin Zong spoke faintly.

"You send someone to submit a peace agreement to the Empire!"

The high priest's face immediately changed.

"Wang, what did you say?"

Qin Zong: "go and submit the peace agreement, saying that we can return all the imperial territories occupied now, as long as they promise us three conditions."

The high priest knew that his own king had always planned strategies.

However, how can they just let out the territory they finally fought down?!

The high priest frowned, "king, even if we submit the peace agreement, those people will not agree."

Qin Zong pulled down the corner of his mouth: "they will promise."

It is for today that he has put on such a cruel and cruel attitude in the past six months.

"Now the two sides face off. Once the final battle is fought, both sides will pay a heavy price."

"Now, if we seek peace and occupy only the territory they would not have had, after careful consideration, they will naturally agree."

"In the past half a month, I'm afraid the news of my serious injury and danger has spread all over the Empire, and you've been defeated one after another."

"High priest, I know what you are still worried about. If I die, the people will naturally accept the peace agreement."

Qin Zong looked at the high priest calmly: "at that time, the things in the family will be entrusted to the high priest. After I left, I also asked the high priest to find a qualified successor to protect the people."

The high priest was silent for a long time and slowly said, "king, are you for... The Imperial Emperor?"