The officer's throat was pierced, a half-exposed card emerged—an Ace of Hearts!
Yang Fei didn't even bother to fire a shot, instantly killing a senior officer.
This kind of miraculous skill completely shattered the resistance will of many officers ready to fight desperately.
Yang Fei calmly looked at a group of senior officers, the edge of his dagger cutting into Omir's neck skin.
"Next time, whoever disobeys, the one who dies will be him!"
"General..."
"Let go of the general, come at me!"
"Don't harm our general, you can do whatever you want."
...
Just as Yang Fei finished speaking, a group of senior officers cried out, desperate to replace Omir with themselves.
It was apparent that Omir was a master at commanding his troops, as there existed a life-or-death camaraderie between the commander and his soldiers.
Omir let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with a hint of pleading.
