Even if they didn't die at the hands of the Qin Army, they were bound to die in the Zhao state.
Listening to Yan Ju's words, a sense of sorrow appeared on the faces of the many Zhao generals. No matter how unwilling or resentful they felt, there was nothing they could do.
"Enough," Yan Ju said coldly. "Arrange the city defenses and defend with all our might. You may all disperse."
"Understood." The Zhao generals could only withdraw.
