The assault continues.
Zhao Feng’s three main generals lead their troops in attack and slaughter.
Cavalry on both wings launch surprise raids, flanking and striking at the Chu Army’s sides.
Once battle begins, this is nothing but a crushing war!
Though the Chu Army has numbers, under the fierce attack from the Wu’an Military Camp, their formation collapses, losses mount.
Countless Chu soldiers are slaughtered, morale shattered, forced into retreat.
"Don’t panic."
"Anyone who retreats, kill."
"Supervisory Army, go!"
"Bastard!"
"How can the Supervisory Army retreat?"
"Anyone who retreats, kill!"
In the rear, Qu Zhang witnesses the army’s rout, his face filled with terror and fury.
Orders for battle supervision fly from his lips, but they achieve almost nothing.
Once morale collapses, without a general who can turn the tide, there’s simply no hope for recovery.
"How could this happen?"
"How could my Great Chu soldiers be so easily beaten?"
Seeing a situation beyond salvation, terror flickers across Qu Zhang’s face.
This is nothing like the battle he had imagined.
"Qu Zhang."
"Why did the Court send you to command?"
"You don’t even know the strength of the Qin Army."
"You have no idea how terrifying Zhao Feng is, nor the military power of his Wu’an Camp."
"It’s over."
"Great Chu is finished, destroyed by you."
"If you’d listened to us from the start, defended the city, it wouldn’t be such a disaster."
"It’s all your fault."
"You’re the sinner of Great Chu."
The deputy general at Qu Zhang’s side points at him in rage, swearing.
All the surrounding generals glare furiously at Qu Zhang.
In the midst of this shouting and cursing,
Shame floods Qu Zhang’s face; he wants to retort but has no words, not even sure how to respond.
"Withdraw."
"Withdraw to the city, preserve our strength."
Qu Zhang’s voice trembles.
"Too late."
"Everything is too late."
"My hundreds of thousands have been routed by the Qin Army, morale broken."
"Even if we retreat, the Qin Army will chase us down."
"How can the city gates accommodate hundreds of thousands of troops?"
"You lack command ability, why bring disaster here?"
All the Chu generals sink into despair.
Head-on confrontation.
They didn’t even know the Qin Army’s real strength, yet blindly charged.
Brought destruction upon themselves.
In the past, Zhao Kuo possessed real talent; Qu Zhang is pure useless trash.
"Spare me, I surrender!"
"Don’t kill me."
"Spare me, please!"
"Ah..."