They surrendered to Qin Siyang.
The act of surrender meant defeat and giving up.
Throughout Earth's history, ninety-nine percent of surrenders had been less than glorious. Some people had even been reviled for the rest of their lives for surrendering.
But the soldiers of the 9th Sequence Brigade belonged to that remaining one percent.
After avenging Huang Changgong, their brigade's benefactor and leader, they had chosen to surrender with their heads held high and their consciences clear.
Not one of the three thousand soldiers felt ashamed. Instead, killing that obnoxious brigade commander had left them utterly elated!
"Surrender to Qin Siyang!"
"Surrender to Qin Siyang!!"
"Surrender to Qin Siyang!!!"
Cries of surrender rose one after another, growing louder until everyone nearby could hear them clearly.
Every onlooker was astonished.
An entire Sequence Brigade surrendering directly to one man was simply unheard of!
What was this? A god descending to earth?
On the surface, the 9th Sequence Brigade was surrendering to Yan Ran and Yan Xiaojie. But without Qin Siyang's words and actions, they could never have resolved to kill Yan Xiaoying. They would certainly have fought the other two Sequence Brigades to mutual destruction.
Besides, surrendering to Qin Siyang alone seemed easier for them to accept than surrendering to Yan Ran and Yan Xiaojie.
Qin Siyang already had fame and standing, yet he had willingly risked his life to act as an assassin. Amid an army thousands strong, he had not only emerged unscathed, but also persuaded the enemy to abandon the darkness for the light.
Invincible, fearless, and utterly unrestrained!
People revered heroes as rivers yearned to rush toward the sea.
The swelling waves of surrender seemed to crown Qin Siyang.
Qin Siyang still stood quietly atop the combat vehicle, smiling as he watched the crowd in silence.
Completely