At once, the hundred thousand soldiers who had been thinking of surrendering shuddered all over, their eyes turning red.
Who had no family?
Who did not want to go home?
Who would willingly watch their family be marched to the execution block?
Who fought desperately out here if not for their family?
The battle intent that had scattered from the hundred thousand soldiers began to gather once more, their momentum surging forth.
Xia Dielian was stunned. As a genius commander, how could she fail to see the change in this army?
With only a few words, Sikong Jing had breathed new life into troops who had lost their will to fight.
Daring not to delay, she flushed red and shouted, "You are all from Yun Province. In the name of Princess Xia Dielian of the Xia Kingdom, I promise that if you surrender to me, I will lead my troops to slaughter Yun Province and bring your families into the Xia Kingdom."
With that single sentence, the hundred thousand soldiers trembled again, and the flames in their eyes showed signs of being extinguished.
"Haha..."
Yet Sikong Jing burst into laughter and declared, "I, Sikong Jing, cannot trust you. I will hold my fate in my own hands. I will personally lead my troops safely home."
The hundred thousand soldiers shook once more, staring blankly at Sikong Jing.
As they recalled everything they had fought and killed through along the way, a powerful sense of conviction welled up in their hearts.
With Commander Sikong here, there was nothing they could not do!
"So everyone, get ready. Coordinate with the Brocade Sect experts and hold the line!"
Sikong Jing suddenly gave the order. His voice infected everyone, and the clang of metal rang out without end as their battle intent rose once