The reports of defeat were like bolts of lightning, striking the court so fiercely that everyone's souls seemed to scatter in terror.
Zhao Gou collapsed onto his throne, his face as pale as paper, his hand holding the military report shaking uncontrollably, as if the thin paper held the weight of a thousand catties.
Guide has fallen, Liu Qi has been defeated, and the Jin Army's sharp edge was pointing directly at Yingtian. This was no longer a distant blaze on the horizon, but an imminent threat at their doorstep!
The deathly silence was finally broken by a piercing cry, as Qin Hui was the first to step forward, throwing himself to the ground, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
"Liu Qi has betrayed the divine grace, losing both army and territory, a crime unforgivable by death!"
