In a shrub stripped of leaves, a few soldiers of the Qin Army huddled together, enduring yet another night. Despite the fact that during this night, the commander of the central cluster of the Qin Army was captured alive by the Tang Army,
Wang Luo, the supreme commander of the Northern Cluster, was among these few men right now. He, along with his adjutant and the head of the guards, had been hiding from one place to another until now.
Indeed, the entire Northern Cluster no longer had any decent organized troops, just some remnants hiding in every corner like rats.
The Tang Army's small groups were capturing prisoners everywhere, and now they had captured hundreds of thousands. The fact is, the Northern Cluster of the Qin Army was already finished, only Qin Country itself did not want to admit or perhaps simply did not know.
