"Run!!"
The Wu men threw down their weapons and banners and ran forward.
They collided head-on with their own men. Overwhelming terror made them ignore the blades before them as they desperately shoved at their comrades, trying to force their way through for that faint chance of survival.
The formation fell into chaos in an instant.
"Grand Commandant!! Order the archers to fire! Kill these men blocking the way!"
The deputy general hurriedly roared.
Fan Shen merely stared blankly at the distant battle. To stay alive, the fleeing Wu men raised their weapons and hacked at their former comrades.
Farther away, Wei cavalry came rolling toward them.
Fan Shen tightened his grip on his weapon.
A trace of pity flashed through his eyes.
Throughout his life, Fan Shen had strictly upheld his morals. He was loyal to his sovereign and devoted to his friends, and he had never done anything that violated his principles.
He never withheld the army's provisions and never looked down on officers and soldiers of humble birth.
By spending his entire life putting his moral convictions into practice, he had won almost everyone's support.
After being appointed Grand Commandant, he promoted upright generals who had earned merit, repeatedly rewarded the rank-and-file armored soldiers, forbade the army from punishing them without cause, and actively improved the welfare of ordinary soldiers.
It was precisely these actions that made Sun Hao wary of him, believing he might harbor other intentions.
In history, when he decided to resign, everyone in Wu's army, from the generals to the ordinary soldiers, had wept bitterly, unable to bear parting with him.
Yet now, the old general's eyes were filled with bewilderment as he gazed into the distance.
He slowly raised his sword and pointed it at his own men ahead.
"Fire!"
At that