The soldiers had watched the entire battle between Fang Zhen and Duke Balenzuo unfold.
Fang Zhen noticed the way the men around him looked at him had changed.
He scanned the crowd. The moment his gaze fell upon the soldiers, they felt an intense pressure, instinctively stepping back and lowering their heads.
His presence was overwhelming.
Seeing this, Fang Zhen decided the time was right.
He lifted his head and, using his power to vibrate his vocal cords, boomed in a voice like thunder, "The real Duke Balenzuo is dead! The one I killed was a demon that murdered the true Duke and took his place!"
"After murdering the Duke, the demon assumed his identity and committed many heinous acts."
"I exposed this demon's plot and have now slain it."
"Soldiers! You are merely pitiable pawns, deceived by a demon. I have no wish to be cruel to you. Now that you have seen the truth, you would do well to lay down your weapons and surrender."
