Everyone Suffered!

Lieyun Army, central command tent.

Chen Tiande walked out of the tent and looked around at the densely packed soldiers kneeling and prostrating themselves on the ground. His eyes shifted, seeming to waver, but his voice held not the slightest inflection as he said:

"Still not planning to leave? Still not planning to run?

"You plan to stay here until the Ninglu Army attacks in a little while, so they can send you on your way to meet all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens?"

When he finished, he let out a long breath, his tone turning stern:

"Go! Go!

"Enough people have died in Lieyun City. We don't need any more of you."

As he said this, his voice wavered slightly, as if he were angry—or perhaps comforted by something.

At that moment, a nearby officer suddenly stood up and pleaded, "General, let us make one last charge with the brothers! Now that the Ninglu Army has entered the city, their forces are completely spread out. If we gather another group and push together toward the eastern gates, the Ninglu Army in its current state definitely won't be able to stop us."

He paused, then quickly laid out his plan:

"Once we're outside the city, there'll be great stretches of mountain forest all around. The brothers can scatter and flee in every direction. By then, no matter how many men the Ninglu Army has, they won't be able to stop everyone from escaping.

"General, let us make a charge!

"We still have a chance to survive."

As soon as the officer finished, everyone nearby stood up and pleaded just as loudly:

"General, we still have a chance! Let's fight once more!"

Hearing their cries, Chen Tiande fell silent for a long while. Then the corners of his mouth