291 Chapter 291

"Here!"

"Kill!"

"Yes!"

A sword gleamed and blood sprayed Yao Yangyu's face. Zhu Shirong howled in misery before collapsing, twitching a little before he stilled.

Blood pooled, and silence filled the air.

No one had been able to accept that this newly famous young general was truly as fearsome as the stories said, but now they saw indisputable proof of his character. He sought his enemy's death, and they died; the Supreme Commander's name could not stop her, and His Highness Prince Chu's name only goaded her forward.

The officers and soldiers stared down at the spreading red, their minds still as if the blood was pooling in their lungs, sealing their voices and hindering their thoughts.

Feng Zhiwei watched as the blood spread until it almost touched her feet, her gentle smile never shifting.