Changshan knew that the fall of Pingyang Pass was a foregone conclusion. He sighed inwardly. There were at least a hundred defending soldiers gathered here, and the Northern Barbarians opposing them were a formidable force. They didn't have much time left to escape.
After a moment of thought, he looked calmly at Alihan. "I can die, but let them leave."
"Are you begging me?" Alihan burst into joyous, unbridled laughter. He stared at Changshan, his face filled with the thrill of revenge. "Fine! If you kneel before me, I will let them go."
The surrounding defending soldiers were enraged.
"In your dreams! A general of our Dayong will never kneel to you Northern Barbarians!"
"General, let's fight him to the bitter end! There are no cowards among the men of Dayong. Even if we die, we die standing!"
"It is better to die a heroic death than to live in humiliation!"
