The retreat from the Eastern Mansion Army's base in Jinnan City.
Lu Jin'an, holding a blood-stained Xiu Chun Dao, said indifferently, "If you want to escape, obey my orders. Otherwise, they're your fate."
"I obey, I obey…"
The remaining several Assistant Generals of the Eastern Mansion Army knelt in fear, not daring to look at the dismembered corpses of Deputy Generals nearby.
"Good." Lu Jin'an nodded with satisfaction: "Start from here, head towards the west gate, burn, loot, pillage; do not leave Jinnan City peaceful for King Qin, understand?"
"I…" The Assistant General hesitated: "Why not kill?"
Lu Jin'an kicked him: "Fool, if we take everything, doesn't King Qin need money to settle the refugees? Doesn't he need money to repair the city? Doesn't he need money to transport food?"
"Now that Prince Ning is advancing to the Southwest, shouldn't we delay King Qin?"
"Yes, yes, I understand!"
