In the midst of the chaos, Xia spotted an opportunity. Lord Zheng, cornered and desperate, was attempting to rally the remaining nobles around him. She recognized that if he could break free, he would continue to spread dissent.
"Liang, we need to take down Zheng!" she called out, her voice cutting through the clamor of battle. "If we can neutralize him, the rest will fall."
General Liang nodded, determination etched on his face. "Let's do it!"
With synchronized precision, the trio advanced toward Lord Zheng, cutting through the chaos. They fought their way through the remaining nobles, each strike bringing them closer to their target.
As they closed in, Lord Zheng's bravado began to crumble. He swung wildly at Xia, but she deftly evaded his attack, countering with a swift strike that disarmed him. His sword clattered to the ground, and he stumbled back, fear flashing in his eyes.
"This isn't over!" he shouted, desperation creeping into his voice. "You may have won this battle, but the shadows will always linger!"