The ship gradually sailed towards the Capital of Wei, which had already turned into a marshland.
Under a sheet of water, it seemed that everything that once belonged to Wei was overturned.
Looking out.
The once prosperous capital city of Wei was devoid of any good buildings, leaving only a scene of ruins.
And inside the Royal Palace of Wei.
Even though it was the highest ground in the capital.
The flood had also collapsed countless parts of the palace, and the turbid river water had spread to the steps of the palace, below which countless struggling soldiers of the Imperial Guards, along with servants and palace maids, remained.
And on the steps above the flood, in front of the main hall of the palace.
Seeing the vast flood before him, along with the Capital of Wei destroyed by it.
The old face of Wei Wuji was filled with a look of deathly desolation, devoid of any vitality.
He had lost.
A complete and utter defeat.
At this moment!
In his sight.
A massive ship approached the main hall of the palace, escorted by many rafts and small boats.
Once.
If an enemy wanted to enter the city from outside, it would take a long time, even if unhindered, but now there was no obstruction, and everything in Wei had vanished under the great flood.
The large ship came from outside the city, drifting down the current, unimpeded, taking less than the time one incense stick burns to arrive.
On the ship.
Zhao Feng stood upright, his gaze falling upon Wei Wuji standing outside the Morning Discussion Hall.
As the ship docked.
The Imperial Guards surrounding the main hall, numbering only in the thousands, did not dare to act, for at this moment, many rafts and boats from the Qin Army had already approached, each holding a bow, aimed at the entire Morning Discussion Hall.
Should they dare to act.
What awaited them would surely be a bloody rain of arrows.
However.
These remaining Wei soldiers also did not dare to act, nervously and anxiously watching the approaching Qin Army, not daring to move.
"You, have finally arrived."
Wei Wuji lifted his head with some struggle, looked at Zhao Feng on the ship, and said.
"Yes."
"I have arrived."
Zhao Feng responded very calmly.
Falling into his sight, Wei Wuji at this moment had completely lost the Essence Qi he had when they met a month ago, lost the bravado that would even sacrifice to drag Qin down.
"Lord Xinling."
"You have lost."
"Wei, is going to perish."
"And your plans to annihilate Our Wuan Battalion have also failed."
"In this entry into the city, our Wuan Battalion faced no bloodshed."
"Your tens of thousands of elite troops of Wei have been completely overturned, with no more combat strength to speak of." Zhao Feng said coldly, with the demeanor of a victor.
Towards Wei Wuji.
Although Zhao Feng carried a sense of mocking respect, he couldn’t be too courteous.
After all, they were enemies, and being enemies, there would be no holding back.
"Yes."
"I have lost."
"A complete defeat."
Wei Wuji let out a bitter laugh, looking at Zhao Feng with old eyes filled with some desolation.
"Qin General Zhao Feng."
"Not an empty title."
"In the past battle of Wei City, I lost."
"And now in the battle of the capital, I lost again."
"I am... old." Wei Wuji sighed.