At that instant, the hundred thousand soldiers who had been contemplating surrender were startled, their eyes filled with renewed resolve.
Who didn't have a family?
Who didn't want to return home?
Who was willing to watch their family members be executed?
Who wasn't fighting desperately for the sake of their family?
The battle intent of the hundred thousand soldiers, which had originally dissipated, once again coalesced, and their momentum spontaneously ignited.
Xia Dalian was stunned. As a military genius, how could she fail to see the transformation in these troops?
With just a few words, Sikong Jing had rekindled the fighting spirit in soldiers who had lost their will to fight.
Not daring to be negligent, her face flushed red as she shouted, "You are all people of Yunzhou, and I, Xia Dalian, with the authority of the Princess of Daxia, promise that as long as you surrender to me, I will lead troops to slaughter Yunzhou and welcome your families into Daxia."
