emained. Li Chen walked over and directly lifted the curtain.Even in ordinary households, a woman's boudoir is strictly forbidden.After reaching adulthood, not even her father could easily enter her p...Chapter 1605 Each and every one, a God of War of the Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, Li Chen felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

Faced with the people around him leaving Moonlit Pass to protect themselves, one after another sacrificing their lives, Li Chen finally asked himself a question: Was his decision really the right one

Just when Li Chen was doubting himself...

Tap tap tap...

The sound of pounding hooves mingled with earth-shattering war cries.

That sound came from behind, the east gate.

A stalwart figure as imposing as a mountain, riding a horse, leading hundreds of remnant soldiers, charged in with haste.

Li Chen looked up and was astonished to see Wang Dazhao!

At this moment, Wang Dazhao had lost an arm. He hadn't even bandaged it, just using clothes from God knows which corpse to hastily wrap it up. His body was covered in wounds and bloodstains. Though ragged to the extreme, his aura was like a demon, godlike.

The hundreds of ragged soldiers trailing behind him, each bore the mark of battle. Even the lightest wounds were deep, visible gashes across flesh and bone.

This team has been brought to its absolute worst.

In stark contrast to the pitiful state of their physical bodies, they were brimming with malevolent energy.

Although only numbering in the hundreds, they possessed a powerful and awe-inspiring presence that was like an unstoppable army.

Li Chen saw at once that Wang Dazhao had actually led these soldiers, charging through the East Gate and all the way to the South Gate.

"Your Highness!!!"

Wang Dazi saw Li Chen and seemed to relax his whole body. He reined in his horse, using all his strength to shout: "Your Highness, you leave, here, we are!"

There was no dismounting, no bowing, no salutations.

But as they depart, we remain. At this very moment, Wang Dazhao and the over a hundred remaining soldiers by his side represent the most loyal military spirit of the Great Qin Empire.

Heaven knows what they went through, from the East Gate to here, enduring countless close calls. But they made it.

Their purpose for coming here, seemed not to escape through the south gate at all, but to cover Li Chen's last stretch of the journey.

Without waiting for Li Chen to reply, Wang Dazhao roared at the heavens: "Everyone! Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!!"

Every soldier, they were all ragged and covered in blood, their faces obscured so that one could no longer see their features or original appearance.

But they all poured out their strength, roaring and bellowing with a bone-chilling war cry.

A cry of "Fight to the death!" is a shout that throws oneself into mortal peril.

A resolute fight to the death is the enduring legacy of the Qin army's indomitable spirit.

The fact that Yueya Guan stood strong for decades, repelling the Liao army's advances inch by inch, is the best testament to why they fought to the death.

Li Chen's heart trembled violently.

He first felt his own smallness and humbleness.

All those so-called court intrigues and political games, in the face of these military souls, seemed as insignificant as fireflies.

Xu Wei and Chen Tong pulled Li Chen away.

Li Chen's eyes were filled with tears, and in the last moments he had, he deeply bowed his head towards Wang Da zhi.

Among the crowd, Wang Da zhi saw this scene, a smile appeared on his honest and rough face, then he burst into laughter.

The laughter was hearty and soared to the heavens.

"Your Highness, the wine at the lord's mansion that night was the best I've ever tasted in my life!"

"Next life, give me another bowl!"

Wang Dajia finished roaring, grabbed the blood-soaked clothes tied to his broken arm and stuffed them in his mouth, letting out a muffled roar like thunder. He slapped his horse's body and charged towards the Liao army's cavalry camp...

Behind him were hundreds of remaining soldiers.

Each one is severely injured.

But every single one, is a war god of the Qin Dynasty.are doing now is no different from eating a bowl of rice and then cursing your mother after putting down your chopsticks!"Speaking of which, Su Zhen-ting let out a cold sneer and said, "Your Highness...