They exchanged glances, their eyes bloodshot, clearly having not rested well for several days.

On that day, after the Turkic envoy left, the two of them could no longer suppress their resentment, deciding to confront Chen Dingye even if he was enraged, seeking answers.

They went to the former City Lord Mansion in Zhenbei City to ask Chen Dingye why he wanted the alliance between Ying and the Turkic on the plains.

Chen Dingye simply said: "To give a gift to you all."

Ye Zhongdao and Zhou Xianping did not know how to respond; Chen Dingye held a wine cup, speaking indifferently: "Both of you are loyal ministers and great generals of my Great Chen, your sons serve under Prince Qin in key positions of the younger generation."

"But can you both go under Li Guanyi’s banner now?"

Ye Zhongdao and Zhou Xianping did not know how to answer.

In the struggle of chaotic times, they, as battle generals of Chen Country, have fought against Prince Qin’s army, killing each other, and have galloped in the chaos, holding blood feuds with many generals of the Qilin Army. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

On the other hand, both of their families, being martial families of Chen Country, their offspring surrendering to Li Guanyi can still be considered as the choice of the younger generation. However, if they themselves surrendered, the fame of the Ye Family and Zhou Family would be hard to maintain.

Even if others don’t care about this, they cannot ignore it.

A lifetime of loyalty to the monarch and love for the country reaches this point.

Yet, they cannot turn back.

Therefore, even though their sons are under Li Guanyi, they chose to stay and give their lives to Chen Country; the younger generation has their ambitions and aspirations, while they have their own choices and steadfastness.

Chen Dingye looked at the two great generals, saying:

"What a pity, what a pity, you may have to fight with Chen until the end... After all, I’ve given you many opportunities; if you wanted to surrender to Li Guanyi, to seek out your sons, you would have gone long ago."

"By staying here, when Zhenbei City’s final battle comes, facing Prince Qin, you’ll probably end up killing your own sons."

"Such a fate is indeed too tragic."

Ye Zhongdao, Zhou Xianping give no reply.

They are loyal to Chen Country, and ultimately loyal to the emperor.

Chen Dingye looked at them, saying: "All of you are loyal ministers and great generals; I have no other gifts for you."

"I can only give you—"

"A glorious, honorable [death]."

Ye Zhongdao murmured: "An honorable death, huh? Indeed, how can a death of father-son strife compare to such glory and intensity?"

Amidst observing the surroundings, the warriors and colonels of Iron Futu suddenly hear a terrifying boom from the mountain ridges; the Great Formation connecting the earth’s energy erupts, a fiery blaze shoots skyward, almost tearing a hole in the sky.

Faced with this change, the colonels and generals of Iron Futu were unprepared.

Their first instinct was to look subconsciously toward where their king sits.

Only then did they grip their swords.

Caring for the Great Khan is their duty, but the second action represents their prowess; however, this moment of hesitation, less than a breath, was already too late.

Accompanied by Dharma Form’s roar.

Chen Country’s army immediately reacted, Ye Zhongdao and Zhou Xianping roared in unison, charging boldly toward Iron Futu with their hooked scythe spears and long swords, simultaneously piercing the gaps of the armor.

Piercing into flesh.

The roar soared to the sky.

"Kill!!!!"