The one-armed Fan Qing stepped onto the battlefield, initiating a powerful political and psychological offensive against the Ying Country's army. He continuously persuaded them to surrender, diminishing their fighting spirit, leading to a mass surrender of Ying Country's defeated troops.
Those who were still unwilling, along with the die-hard loyalists of Ying Country, were completely surrounded and killed.
Yue Qianfeng wielded his Battle Halberd, laughing loudly, as the Red Dragon Dharma Form stretched its body on the battlefield. Accompanied by his laughter, one after another, Ying Country's war generals spewing fresh blood fell to the ground.
"Can't fight just because you spat a little blood?!"
"Are you all merely amusing me?"
"Spitting just mouthfuls of blood—isn't that merely a warm-up on the battlefield?!"
"Come on, keep fighting, keep fighting!"
Emperor Qin's orders were completely different from the thoughts of these defeated troops.
