Wang Jian nodded and looked at the setting sun outside the city.

From the Battle of Longmen Valley to today's Battle of Panyu, it took less than half a month in total.

The Baiyue people's century-old foundation was thus destroyed.

"Pass down the order," he said in a deep voice, "to appease the people and discipline the soldiers. Now that we have won, let's not harm the innocent."

The wicked man's warships had already docked. The Grand Commandant, still damp from the water, walked onto the pier and looked at the devastated city of Panyu, overwhelmed with emotion.

"This is war," he whispered. "There are no eternal victors, nor eternal dynasties. No matter how strong the Song Dynasty was, it could not withstand the wheels of history."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian nodded, "Indeed. However, this battle has given me hope."

"Oh?" the wicked man asked curiously, "What do you mean by that, General?"

"Think about it," Wang Jian said, "What enabled us to capture Panyu this time? It was the coordinated efforts of our navy and army. This proves that our Great Qin can absolutely dominate the seas!"

The wicked man's eyes lit up.

Indeed, this southward journey made them realize the importance of naval warfare.

Although the Baiyue were destroyed, the naval experience they left behind is invaluable.

"So..." Wang Jian said meaningfully, "this victory is just the beginning. One day, the warships of my Great Qin will sail to far more distant places!"

"That's right!" the wicked man declared with boundless pride. "If we can conquer Baiyue this time, we might just be able to conquer even more places next time. This ocean will ultimately belong to 'Qin'!"

As night falls, campfires burn everywhere.

The Qin army rested in the city and raised a toast to celebrate their victory.

But both coaches knew that this was far from the end.

The battle against Baiyue was merely the first step in Qin's expansion of territory, and the starting point for the Qin Empire's maritime hegemony!