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Chapter 508

Chapter 508

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Qin Liangyu’s words left Sun Kewang, Liu Xiyao, and Helan speechless. Since ancient times, the victor is always hailed as the king, while the loser is condemned; their defeat on the battlefield had stripped them of any right to speak. Seeing that the three had stopped arguing, Qin Liangyu took three ropes from a soldier beside her. Her aged hands gently stroked the ropes, her expression incomparably calm. Under the three men’s astonished gazes, she tossed a rope into each of their cells. "As military commanders, you should have died on the battlefield and returned home wrapped in a horsehide. Such a death would be tragic, but it is an honor for a soldier," she said. "However, since you have been captured, I cannot let you return to the front. To ensure you die with dignity, I have specifically brought you these ropes. Those who wish to remain loyal to their cause may tie the ropes to the high prison bars and end their lives. Those who do not wish to do so may sit down and listen to me."

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