"My king."
"This is not the time to consider such matters. We must evacuate the Royal Palace at once!"
"The Royal Palace only has ten thousand men in the Imperial Guard Army! It's impossible to stop the Qin Army!" a court official said in a panic.
"Right, right, right!"
"Evacuate! Evacuate the Royal Palace!"
"Retreat to the Dai Territory!"
"Quick… tell everyone to evacuate!" Zhao Yan nodded, his face deathly pale. He then rushed out of the bedchamber, his steps faltering in his terror.
The grounds outside the Royal Palace were already strewn with corpses. Bodies of Zhao soldiers were everywhere. Although many Imperial Guards still fired arrows from the palace walls, it was clear from their half-hearted defense that their morale was shattered and they had no will to fight on.
Gazing at the tightly shut palace gates, Zhao Feng took the lead and charged. He raised his Longquan Sword and slashed down. The Sword Qi manifested as a ferocious strike that shot forward.
BOOM!
