"It's Her Majesty!!"
"Her Majesty has come out!!"
"Her Majesty... is charging?!"
On the chaotic battlefield below, both the fleeing remnants of the Dou Ling army and the Heaven Dou soldiers pouring in wildly saw that snow-white figure charge fearlessly down from the top of the Command Tower!
The figure was so dazzling, bearing the tragic ferocity of jade and stone burning together, that she instantly ignited the last, almost extinguished spark of fighting spirit in the remaining Dou Ling soldiers!
"Your Majesty!!!"
A one-armed Dou Ling officer roared hoarsely, tears of blood blurring his vision.
He abruptly turned around, stopped fleeing, and waved his remaining broken saber as he lunged at the nearest enemy with bloodshot eyes.
"Follow Her Majesty-fight to the death!!"
"Fight to the death!!"
"For Her Majesty! For Dou Ling's last shred of dignity!!"
Like a spark cast into boiling oil.
Xue Rui's charge miraculously brought some of the scattered Dou Ling soldiers to a halt, a final burst of madness and resolve erupting in their eyes.
They roared, abandoning all defense, meeting the Heaven Dou Empire's torrent of steel with their flesh and blood like moths flying into a flame.
High in the sky.
A flicker of surprise crossed Du Busi's eyes. "This Dou Ling Emperor does have some backbone."
"If Dou Ling's emperors over the past few thousand years had all been like this, instead of lying on their ancestors' coffin lids, guarding their pitiful little inheritance..."
Then his tone turned cold. "How could things have come to this, forcing a last emperor who still has some fighting spirit to use her own life to sound this final, inevitably futile death knell for an empire terminally ill and burdened with problems beyond remedy?"
A lone timber could not hold up a collapsing mansion.
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