"We swear to follow the General unto death."
The surrounding generals on this part of the battlefield all answered in loud voices.
Every Elite Soldier was filled with reverence and fervor for Zhao Feng.
The name of War God!
Such is the recognition every Elite Soldier under Zhao Feng's command holds.
Zhao Feng mounted his horse with a single leap, spear in hand, heading toward Handan.
Along the way, he would surely encounter many Zhao Jun; upon encounter, there would be only killing.
As Zhao Feng led his troops away, all that was left behind was a field littered with corpses, to be cleared away by the Logistics Army.
Dai Territory!
Several hundred Cavalry swiftly sped toward Zhao state's Handan.
At their head were two valiant Zhao commanders.
"Shangjiangjun."
"This humble general believes that the Senior General truly should not have relinquished military authority on this mission."
