Duke Chong is a man who does not shed tears until he sees the coffin; unless the knife is truly at his throat, he will not concede.
Marquis Dongxiang wanted to threaten Marquis Dongxiang with the lives of the city's citizens, but the soldiers disagreed.
With no chance of victory remaining, it would be better to open the city gates and surrender; perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope.
If they stubbornly resist any longer, there is only one path—death.
Yet when the soldiers who tried to persuade surrender hadn't spoken a few words, Duke Chong drew the sword from a guard beside him.
A flash of cold light.
With one stroke, the throat was cut.
This is the fate of those who counsel surrender!
In his place, there's only dying in battle, no surrender!
He ordered people to seize the city's citizens and throw them into the government office dungeons; no one dared to disobey.
Duke Chong climbed the city walls, surveying the surroundings, seeing no one.
