"Great King."
"The Qin Army general unleashed a sword hundreds of feet long, instantly killing tens of thousands of my forward fighters."
"Moreover, the Qin Army has strange armor, impervious to blades and spears. No matter how our soldiers attack, they cannot break their battle armor."
"Each Qin soldier is incredibly strong, incomparable to our own. They can kill without a trace, with each sword strike causing hundreds or thousands of casualties in our ranks."
"Great King, the Qin Army truly uses demon art,"
said the Donghu general with a trembling voice.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes,
perhaps he wouldn't believe it even in death.
"Nonsense."
"With such a great enemy before us, what nonsense are you speaking?"
"What demon art?"
"You're disturbing our army's morale."
Upon hearing this, Modu immediately rebuked.
This rebuke changed the Donghu general's expression, and he hurriedly said, "Great Kings, please come to the front lines and see for yourselves."
