Xin finds himself trapped as the simultaneous triple-strike comes together; Wei's unsuspecting main camp panics with the three Qin armies closing in.
Go to hell, Qin dog.
Fahr zur Hölle, du Qin-Hündin!
Muérete, escoria de Qin.
Muérete, escoria de Qin.
Taci, bastarda di Qin!
Vai pro inferno, sua verme de Qin!
Катись к чёрту, циньское отродье!