Clad in armor, Qin Yi stood atop the towering city wall, gazing down at the trenches beneath the walls.
There, countless corpses piled into grotesque hills of bodies.
His rough stubble covered half of his face and chin, which emerged under his helmet, his thin lips tightened, eyes sharp and predatory. He resembled a drawn bow, pulled taut and ready to strike!
He was wise, calm, composed, cool, and ruthless!
"Report! ——"
Behind him, a messenger hurriedly approached, falling to one knee: "Report to the Great General! Our troops have successfully infiltrated the city from the rear!"
Qin Yi's hawk-like eyes contracted sharply, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
The words he uttered were unbearably chilling and ruthless: "Order all the soldiers, all actions are to be carried out according to plan! Anyone who dares to disrupt formation will be killed —— without mercy!"
The messenger's head almost touched the ground.
"Yes, sir!"