Ning Chen narrowed his eyes at Chai Jiayu on the wall and spoke slowly, word by word. "General Chai, I can't bear to see casualties among the men of the northern frontier. But you don't care whether they live or die, so you can't blame me for this!

Soldiers on the wall, listen to me. You're all iron sons of the Great Xuan, and I can't bear to turn my weapons on you... But General Chai is too stubborn to see reason, and for the sake of the Great Xuan's realm and its people, I have no choice but to attack the city.

Remember this: if I get in, anyone who throws down his weapons and surrenders will be spared, and anyone who resists will be cut down where he stands... Tonight, I will lead my army against the city!"

With that, Ning Chen rode off with Tantai Qingyue.

The soldiers on the wall exchanged looks. None of them wanted to fight Ning Chen.

Ning Chen had never lost a battle. The Ning'an Army under him was terrifyingly strong, and nothing could stand in front of it on the battlefield.

Look back at the Great Xuan as it used to be. While Ning Chen was around, what petty villain would have dared trespass on a single inch of the Great Xuan's soil?

But now every neighboring state dared jump out and provoke the Great Xuan, and Nanyue had even seized two of its prefectures and the Thirty-Mile Corridor.

Kong He looked at Chai Jiayu. "General, the men were already afraid to fight Ning Chen, and what he just said has shaken them... You need to say a few words to steady them!"

Kong He was right. Every man there was already thinking about his own options.

Chai Jiayu thought it over, nodded slightly, and shouted, "All of you, don't listen to Ning Chen's wild talk that leads people astray! We are soldiers of the Great Xuan. We owe loyalty to our sovereign and love to our country... Ning Chen started this war himself, meaning to seize power and usurp the…