"Damn Qin bandits."
"Even unto death, I swear to exist with Great Chu."
"My fellow officials."
"Ministers of Great Chu would rather die than surrender."
Staring at the Qin Army menacingly gathered in the grand hall, a principled Chu official roared.
He immediately drew his sword from his waist and charged toward the Qin soldiers ahead.
Gazing at this merit delivered to their hands—
The Qin soldier at the very front showed not the slightest hesitation and thrust forward with his long spear.
With a sickening squelch—
He pierced the Chu official through on the spot.
Then, with a single slash of the spear, he hewed off that Chu official's head.
The other Qin soldiers looked on with envy upon him.
Such a deed of merit was now claimed.
The order they had received was to spare the surrendered, but any who resisted and took up arms could rightly be slain.
"Is there anyone else eager for closure with death?"
