"Ka... Kaifeng..." He finally squeezed out those two words, his voice filled with incredulous terror.
Kaifeng, that was the Longxing land of the Great Song, where the ancestral temples stood. Though not the capital today, its symbolic meaning was immeasurably great!
If Kaifeng were to fall, it would be no different from grinding the Great Song's face and very foundation beneath one's heel!
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, take care of the imperial dragon body!" Qin Hui was the first to react, dropping to his knees with a thud. His voice carried a sobbing tone, yet could not conceal his inner panic. "I... we deserve ten thousand deaths! To have let the barbarian raiders run so rampant!"
"It is all because the commanders at the front are incompetent, delaying military decisions..."
