Seeing that Zheng Dong was on the brink of collapse, Xue Ruhong ordered, "Archers, remain at your posts. Some of you, follow this general!"
"Yes, General Xue!"
Leading fifty soldiers, Xue Ruhong descended the city wall.
When Zheng Dong saw him approaching, he wiped the blood from his lips.
Noticing the unwillingness in Zheng Dong's eyes, Xue Ruhong smiled faintly. "General Zheng, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Hearing this, Zheng Dong sneered. "Enough nonsense. If you want to kill me, then do it."
Xue Ruhong studied him for a moment, then ordered, "Hand him over to General Fan."
"Yes, General Xue."
As the soldiers bound him with rope, Zheng Dong glanced toward the city gate.
Noticing this, Xue Ruhong said, "General Zheng, you will meet your Seventh Princess again soon."
Zheng Dong's eyes widened at Xue Ruhong's words, and he asked, "What did you do to the Seventh Princess?!"
Ignoring him, Xue Ruhong ordered, "Drag him away!"
