As time slipped away in an instant.
Gradually.
An orderly roar began to gather in the military camp's training grounds.
"Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance..."
One after another, the elite soldiers raised their blades high, shouting the word 'vengeance.'
A terrifying aura of killing intent swept across the whole training ground.
The very heavens and earth seemed filled with an intangible sense of oppression.
Witnessing this.
Zhang Han's face showed an expression of united indignation alongside his men.
With a sweep of his hand.
He commanded loudly, "Senior General's command!"
His voice echoed through the ranks.
The chants of vengeance gradually subsided.
"Awaiting the command of the Senior General."
The entire army responded in unison.
"The Yan state has attempted to assassinate our King; this crime cannot be forgiven."
"The might of Qin must not be humiliated. The Qin mighty must not be defied."
"All troops at the Wu'an Military Camp, heed my command."
