One sword strikes down!
Xiang Yan's head falls to the ground.
"Killed Chu's Senior General Xiang Yan, picked up 100 points of All Attributes." The panel prompted.
Staring at the headless corpse before him.
Zhao Feng raised his eyes and looked at the Chu soldiers behind them.
"Those who refuse to surrender, kill without mercy."
Zhao Feng lifted his sword and swung it fiercely.
"Swear to follow Your Majesty till death!"
"Kill!"
Countless Daqin Elite Soldiers roared, charging at the Chu Army ahead.
A tide of fury, a killing momentum.
In an instant, the Chu forces in front were devoured.
Soon after,
The main hall of the Prefect's Mansion was surrounded by Qin Army.
Zhao Feng was the first to burst inside.
As he entered,
He saw Mi Qi sitting on the throne.
Seeing the Qin Army pouring in from outside, a thick despair filled Mi Qi's eyes.
Yet, draped in his king's robe, he showed no fear of death.
He slowly stood up,
and drew the sword from his waist: "Zhao Feng."
