"This battle, everything is left to Your Highness the Crown Prince."
"This subordinate takes his leave." Yue Cheng waved a hand at Yan Dan, then turned and left, descending the city tower.
Watching Yue Cheng's departing figure, Yan Dan's eyes were full of coldness: "If it weren't for Father having no one else to use, I should have killed you when you returned."
"Just wait."
"When I ascend the throne, the first thing I will do is kill you, this traitor who fears death and betrays the state."
His thoughts returned.
Yan Dan felt no fear.
He immediately shouted: "Soldiers! This city is yours, earned through your efforts in battle. This city now belongs to Yan. Today, the Qin Army comes to invade, intending to seize victory from our hands—are you willing to let them?"
Faced with this shout,
The Yan Army soldiers atop the city wall looked at each other.
Hearing Yan Dan's words, they only felt somewhat disgruntled.
