Ying Zheng laughed heartily as he applauded. In his hands, he held a battle report, and one could see just how pleased he was at that moment.
"Your Majesty," Yu Liao began with a hearty laugh, "judging from this battle report, General Zhao Feng has once again claimed the primary credit for the great victory at Wu'an City. He led from the front and breached the West City, causing the collapse of the Zhao army's defenses. This merit belongs entirely to General Zhao Feng."
"In Qin, meritorious deeds must be rewarded," Ying Zheng declared, still laughing. "Yu Qing, record this merit for Zhao Feng. After the annihilation of Zhao, I shall grant all the awards together."
The fall of Wu'an City meant Handan was within reach, and the annihilation of Zhao was imminent. Ying Zheng was visibly excited; all the humiliations of his youth would finally be washed away.
"Your Majesty is wise," Yu Liao called out loudly.
