He lifted his eyes toward Zhaoge City's ramparts, where heavy troops stood like a forest amid a solemn, killing air, and his tone was certain and calm:
"That King Zhou is nothing but a doomed ruler lost in wine and women, muddleheaded and tyrannical. His whole life, he has known only extravagance and pleasure, slaughtering the loyal and good. He has long since lost even the slightest ability to govern a nation or fend off enemies."
"In this king's view, this great army that suddenly appeared atop the walls is absolutely not an elite force cultivated by King Zhou. It should be the final hidden foundation passed down from the founding of Great Shang to this day, the last bit of family fortune Yin Shang still has left in the world, that is all."
With that, Ji Fa tightened his grip on the sword at his waist, his burning gaze locking onto the towering imperial city of Zhaoge, the aura around him rising ever higher:
"Where the spearhead of my Great Zhou points, the hearts of the world turn to us!
"So long as we crush this final band of remnant foes and break through Zhaoge's imperial capital, we can utterly destroy the foundation of Yin Shang!
"When that time comes, the fires of war will be quelled, the Four Seas will become one, and the grand enterprise of my Great Zhou's unification of the world will be completely accomplished!"
Ji Fa's deep, resonant voice thundered through the entire army, echoing across the hundred-li battlefield and piercing the killing air between the two forces.
Those ringing, certain words instantly ignited the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of Zhou Army soldiers. The morale that had briefly stiffened because of the sudden appearance of the mysterious powerful army atop the walls