Ye Ting's starship hung high above the nine heavens and rarely joined the war directly. But whenever his power appeared on the battlefield, the already valiant and fearless Qin soldiers became even more fired up. Meanwhile, the enemy soldiers, already trembling with fear, would abandon their armor and flee the battlefield as fast as they could.
It was not that the soldiers of the other states lacked the courage to fight. The gap between the two sides was simply too vast, beyond even the limits of what the soldiers could imagine.
They could not communicate, could not win, and could not understand. Faced with such an absolute disparity, total collapse became only natural.
Technological superiority, superiority in morale, superiority in the abilities of generals and commanders. Under such circumstances, no matter how formidable a general was, they could never defeat Qin. If, at the beginning, the Qin army could still encounter organized resistance, then by the middle and later stages of the war, so-called warfare consisted only of scattered street battles and guerrilla warfare.
...Facing this king who had transcended his era, the rulers of the various states felt true despair.
Yet no matter what they truly thought, the war had to continue. The six states had to be unified in the end.
Ye Ting even refused the surrender of nobles from the six states who tried to switch sides. He would rather accept greater losses than allow the remnants of the old era to remain.
Of course, Ye Ting knew that if he accepted the surrender of the great nobles of enemy states at this time, the war ahead would become much easier, and some casualties could even be avoided entirely. Yet he still chose to fight.
Because in his eyes, these nobles and scholar-officials, revered by everyone, were