The soldier was slapped so hard that he was completely disoriented, and the struck part of his back was burning in agony.
He angrily turned around, "Who!"
But the next second, the sharp tip of a spear was pointed at his chest, leaving the soldier utterly stunned.
"Your, Your Majesty..."
Fan Cun spoke coldly, "These treasures, after the victory is won, will all be awarded according to merit, bestowed upon the soldiers!
"Now, anyone who dares to loot privately will be subjected to military law! Death without mercy!
"Are you not leaving yet?"
The soldier quickly came to his senses, knelt on the ground in haste, and kowtowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing my life!"
Having said that, he dared not look at the treasures on the ground any longer and rushed forward.
Further ahead, more temptations appeared before the soldiers.
