Han Xiang finally understood.
Over the years, no matter how great the victories he won, he never felt excitement again.
It was not because of the loneliness of not encountering a match.
But rather, while focusing on "playing chess," he had lost something..
"village chief..."
Han Xiang's pupils began to dilate, vacantly staring at the Heavenly Dome, he uttered the last sentence of his life, "Little Xiangzi, has truly become a grandmaster of military tactics."
With those words.
Life ceased.
Chen Sansi stepped forward, beheaded him, and then without the slightest delay, returned to the battlefield. On his way back, he didn't forget to decapitate Zou Hu as well, leaped to the top of another intact section of the city wall, overlooking the chaotic battlefield he raised the two heads on his long spear, his voice resounding through heaven and earth.
"Han Xiang, Zou Hu are dead!"
"Those who do not surrender, will be shown no mercy——"
In fact.
After the city wall collapsed.