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In that heavy and solemn atmosphere, Ying Ziyi did not show the slightest hint of joy after avenging her great grievance. Her body trembled as if she had lost all strength, sitting on the ground in a daze, silently weeping. Tears fell quietly, mingling with the dust, telling of the endless sorrow deep within her heart.
Ye Tian witnessed this scene, and an indescribable pang of sadness surged within him. He quickly stepped forward, gently squatting beside Ying Ziyi, and comforted her with his warm and powerful voice: "Zi Yi, the dead cannot return; this is an ironclad rule. You bravely avenged them; your father’s spirit will surely rest in peace because of it."
Upon hearing this, Ying Ziyi nodded slightly, a glimmer of gratitude and solace shining through her tear-filled eyes. She slowly lifted her head, looking at Ye Tian with eyes full of expectation and reliance, her voice choked as she asked, "Ye Tian Brother, you won’t leave Zi Yi, will you?"
Ye Tian gazed into Ying Ziyi's eyes, filled with hope and dependence, and a surge of determination welled up within him. He replied solemnly and firmly: "Don’t worry, Zi Yi. Once all this is over, I will personally take you to meet Ancestor Ye."
Outside Qingyang County, Zheng Qifeng furrowed his brow tightly. He keenly sensed a wave of oppressive pressure emanating from the city, a pressure that felt as heavy as a mountain, weighing down on his heart and stirring an ominous premonition within him. He realized that a tremendous change must have occurred inside the city; if he did not evacuate in time, he would likely fall into an irretrievable situation.
Without hesitation, Zheng Qifeng swiftly gathered his soldiers and issued an order to evacuate Qingyang County. He decided resolutely and decisively, without any hesitation or doubt. It was this wise decision made at a critical moment that ultimately saved both his life and that of his soldiers.
At that moment, on the other side, Li Siyuan's subordinates were restless. They were drawn by the sounds of fighting coming from the city and clamored to charge in. However, just as they prepared to rush in, an overwhelming pressure descended from the sky like an invisible net that enveloped them tightly.
Under this pressure, they felt their strength severely suppressed; even breathing became difficult. The soldiers looked up to see a crown shining brilliantly in the sky. Dugu Yue stood proudly beneath it; her figure appeared even more formidable under the crown's illumination. In her hand was tightly gripped a severed head—the head of Prime Minister Zhao De.
With a gentle flick of her arm, Zhao De's head rolled to the ground. Upon seeing this, the soldiers were filled with terror and their faces turned pale. Dugu Yue announced coldly: "The traitors Li Siyuan and Zhao De have been executed; surrender or face death!" Her voice was icy and resolute like a biting wind that sent chills down their spines. In that moment, the soldiers finally realized they had fallen into a dire situation; their only way out was to surrender and seek mercy.
In this tumultuous moment that would determine the fate of the Qin State, Li Siyuan and Zhao De, along with their supporters, were filled with reluctance and despair, yet they chose to fight to the death. They understood that defeat was inevitable and their paths were bleak, but their loyalty and faith in their leader compelled them to make one final stand.
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