The soldiers at Xianyu Pass murmured amongst themselves, with everyone talking at once.
Some soldiers looked with indignant eyes at the perilous Ji Youze.
"This Young Master Eight, his martial arts are nothing special, but because he's someone close to His Majesty the Emperor and has a gold medal token, he dares to act so recklessly.
He truly doesn't regard our General in the least."
A soldier expressed his discontent with Ji Youze.
Another soldier chimed in.
"It's not just that he doesn't regard our General.
Clearly, he doesn't care about our lives either.
He doesn't even care about the lives of the civilians behind us!"
The soldiers of Xianyu Pass spoke louder and angrier as they went on.
One soldier shouted loudly, "Brothers of Xianyu Pass, no matter how the battle between Young Master Eight and General Xiling ends today, we vow to never retreat!"
"Never retreat!"
"Never retreat!"
"Hold Xianyu Pass to the death!"
"Hold Xianyu Pass to the death…"
