The homeland is the bottom line! How could Zhao Yun ever give up his homeland? He would rather die in battle than allow the enemy's iron hooves to tread upon even an inch of the Qin Empire's land.
"Brothers, for the Qin Dynasty, for our faith, and even more for our families behind us, we cannot retreat! We shall not retreat! We can only fight the enemy to the death and carve a bloody path out of this adversity!" Zhao Yun turned and roared.
The soldiers of the Azure Dragon Army remained stoic, offering no reply, merely tightening their grip on their weapons.
"Assault the city!" commanded the leader of the Poison Scorpion Guard.
Ten thousand Poison Scorpion Guards leaped into the air, their massive bodies hurtling toward the soldiers on the city wall.
"Kill!" Zhao Yun's eyes hardened. His spear thrust out, piercing the body of a Poison Scorpion Guard. Blood splattered, staining the city wall red, as he then charged toward the leader of the Poison Scorpion Guard.
