"Your Majesty, I have failed you, failed the Qin Dynasty!"
Xiao He kneeled on the ground, overwhelmed with agony.
Shamed as the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, he found himself powerless before the nation's crisis, unable to devise a strategy to repel the enemy, as nine-headed beasts rampaged above.
"Your Majesty, please save your people!"
Within the Imperial Capital, countless old Qin citizens kneeled, bowing towards the palace with devout faces.
They had not given up yet.
They believed that His Majesty would surely save them.
Just as before, when dangers struck, he would turn peril into safety, expel the foreign foes, and guard the stability of the Qin Dynasty.
"General Zhao, General Lv... we need you, please come forth..."
Across the Nine Provinces of the Qin, innumerable Qin citizens lay prostrate, voices mournful, heavily kowtowing.
"Where is the king of your Qin Heavenly Court? Where are your generals? Your protectors? Act swiftly!"
