"Now you are surrounded by Qin. This battle is for revenge; King of Yan acted unrighteously, using diplomacy as a guise to assassinate our king."
"Today, General Zhao Feng is ordered to annihilate Yan."
"The Senior General considers the kinship among the Huaxia People and does not bla the Yan Army soldiers."
"From today onward."
"All Yan Army soldiers who surrender shall be spared from death."
"Those Yan Army soldiers who stubbornly resist will have their families docunted and punished when Qin defeats Yan."
...
All around the outer city.
Many robust Qin troops shouted towards the inner city.
A single person’s voice might be small, but hundreds or thousands of voices combined were loud enough to be heard across most of the inner city.
And the fatigued Yan soldiers within the city, upon hearing this.
Many people’s hearts were filled with fear.
"Once Yan is defeated, still opposing Qin will an punishnt on our families?"
"What are we to do?"
"Punishnt on my family ans it’s the end for us all."
"Now that we’ve lost, maybe the only option is to surrender; I can die, but my family cannot."
"What shall we do now?"
"We have already been defeated, Yan is about to fall..."
Under such psychological tactics.
The Yan troops within the inner city were anxious and uneasy, with many losing their remaining will to fight.
In this situation.
Under the cover of night.
There were even many Yan soldiers running towards the Qin defense line.
"Do not shoot."
"I surrender, I am here to surrender."
"Spare ..."
In the darkness.
Many Yan soldiers ran out from the inner city, directly raising their hands in surrender.
The psychological tactic had already taken effect.
Inner city.
Inside the Qing Qin mansion.
The grand hall was filled with defeated Yan generals who had lost their fighting spirit.
"Senior General."
"Things are not well."
"The Qin Army is speaking to our soldiers, telling them that surrendering ans they won’t die; if they don’t, their families will be punished once Yan is destroyed."
"Many soldiers have already fled into the Qin army under cover of night to surrender."
"Now I have ordered all defensive lines to strengthen their defense, and any deserter or surrenderer caught will be executed imdiately."
"But our morale is still greatly damaged."
A front-line Yan general ca to the hall to report to Qing Qin.
"Psychological tactics."
"Zhao Feng."
"He’s really prudent."
Qing Qin sighed deeply.
He understood the current situation all too well.
The already low morale further collapsed due to this psychological tactic.
Tonight while Qin troops gather strength and rest, in tomorrow’s battle, they can’t last long.
Zhao Feng’s open strategy left them with no chance of escape.
Ultimately, Qing Qin and Yue Cheng underestimated Zhao Feng’s intentions, falsely believing in his overtures, they didn’t foresee being played by Zhao Feng.
If the East City Gate hadn’t fallen, they wouldn’t be so passive.
The defeat wouldn’t have co so swiftly; at least there could have been retreat.
But now there is no retreat, they have been surrounded.
"Any news of reinforcents?" Qing Qin sighed, asking.
"Senior General."
"Three days ago the ssage was they would arrive in half a month, but now we’re trapped in the city and external ssages can’t co through."
"We have no knowledge about the reinforcents." A Yan general said bitterly.
"Senior General."
"Can we still break out?"
A general asked again.
All the Yan generals in the hall turned their gaze to Qing Qin.
"Generals, are you willing to die for Yan?" Qing Qin looked at them and asked.
Hearing this.
The generals in the hall replied: "Willing to die for Yan."
However.
Qing Qin’s gaze showed he could see not everyone was truly sincere.
Marching to death.
Simple words, but easier said than done.
"Enough."
"After many days of battle, our soldiers are exhausted."
"I think the Qin Army will attack tomorrow."
"Generals, all of you should go rest."
Qing Qin waved his hand at the generals in the hall.
Seeing Qing Qin like this.
The Yan generals all retreated.
Qing Qin sat alone at the desk, a struggling look on his face.
"General Yue Cheng."
"Your past choices now fall on again."
"In such circumstances, our military spirit is all but gone, the Qin Army’s attack tomorrow will surely lead to defeat."
"Not surrendering ans needless casualties."
"But if I surrender, infamy as a traitor will haunt ."
"How should I choose?"
Qing Qin held his head, full of struggle.
The next day!
The sun had just risen.
The Qin Sharp Warriors had already eaten the dry rations sent by the Logistics Army early and were ready for battle.
Zhao Feng rode his warhorse, standing in the central avenue of the city, followed by nurous cavalry.
At that mont.
The Tyrant Spear was already in his hand.
"Where are the Daqin Elite Soldiers?" Zhao Feng raised the long spear in his hand, shouting with authority.
"Wind, wind, wind."
"Great wind."
The entire Yuyang City echoed with the sounds of shouting.
From West City to East City.
Enveloping the whole city.
As Zhao Feng prepared to give the order to attack.
From ahead.
A sword-bearing Yan general slowly walked out from the city, accompanied by many Yan generals.
"Qing Qin."
"It seems he has made his choice."
Seeing this scene.
A smile appeared on Zhao Feng’s face.
Then.
The previously high-raised Tyrant Spear slowly lowered.
Directing his gaze.
Behind the many Yan soldiers, a large group followed.
Yet, they harbored no intent to charge.
Under the gaze of the Qin soldiers.
Step by step Qing Qin walked forward, his battle armor already removed.
"Yan’s Senior General Qing Qin asks Qin’s Senior General Zhao Feng’s permission to surrender."
"I hope General Zhao Feng considers the kinship and ceases further killing."
Qing Qin walked up to Zhao Feng, bowing deeply.
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