"Hurry up, he can't run anymore."
"Catch him, and we all will receive high positions and great wealth."
The soldiers of the former dynasty charged madly at Old General Zhang and his few men.
The scent of blood wafted through the mountains and forests.
Old General Zhang, white-haired and clad in tattered, blood-stained clothes, despite having killed many, was eventually tightly surrounded by these soldiers.
The former dynasty's people were determined to capture them, and even after losing so many men, they refused to give up.
The Deputy General in command saw Old General Zhang and his men in such a predicament and grew increasingly smug: "I really don't understand what benefits Prince Guangyang gave you."
"Do you think you are still the renowned Loyal and Brave General you once were?"
"What are you all standing around for? Attack, they don't have much strength left."
