When he saw Feng Yueya, lifeless in Rong San's arms, his body jolted violently, nearly falling from his horse.
Rong San said to the soldiers of Nanjiang Country:
"You see, if we wanted to exterminate you all, not a single one of you would survive.
I, Rong San, the First-Rank General of Yunlong Country, hereby swear to you all,
if you surrender and retreat to Nanjiang Country, I guarantee you won't face any harm!
Of course, if you choose to resist, then be prepared for all of you to die!"
His words were powerful, convincing everyone who heard them.
The soldiers of Nanjiang Country hesitated no longer, one by one tossing aside their weapons and choosing to surrender.
Seeing this, Rong San breathed a sigh of relief.
In truth, he wasn't so kind or great.
He merely wanted to accrue some merit for the Prince, hoping he would wake up safe and sound.
Rong Qi, who arrived quickly, saw Rong Da channeling Spiritual Power to the Prince and had a very bad premonition.
