“Dong—dong—”

The sun rose along with the sound of drums.

The coalition forces, which had been inactive for three days, began to become active, and a bright flag was revealed with the word "Wei" written on it.

Hangu Pass was also awakened by the sound of drums, and one Qin soldier after another filled the entire wall.

Bie Gong also rushed to the top of the wall as soon as possible.

The coalition forces below have begun to deploy their troops, and the siege equipment has been unloaded one by one, ready to attack at any time.

Xinling Jun and Lian Po rode in the same chariot, while the other envoys were thrown behind the army, for fear that they would go crazy and do something disgusting again.

Chen Xuan lay down in the sky early and looked at the ferocious beast, yawning in boredom.

If this stupid tiger couldn't see him, he would have beaten it to ashes with his tail, leaving no trace behind.

However, since we can't do anything about luck, we can only cheat for Zheng.

After all, as long as Zheng's reputation as the son of destiny becomes more and more popular, even if Ying Zichu dies, Ying Zheng can still hold the entire Qin State in his hands instead of calling Lu Buwei his father.

Anyway, although Chen Xuan was lucky and chose a situation where he would not lose, if there were ways to save energy, he would eventually save energy.

The most important thing now is to let Ying Zheng climb up the wall and beat the drum, using Tai'a and the power of heaven to break up the coalition forces and prevent Qin from advancing eastward.

The atmosphere around Hangu Pass has dropped to freezing point. Neither side dares to take the first step. Both are looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to make the other side make a mistake.

Because the troops were marching too fast, siege equipment such as catapults were never transported over. If they really wanted to break through the pass, they would probably have to rely on piling up human lives.

And it is very likely that the pile cannot be piled up, because Hangu Pass, the undefeated pass, has not been attacked for a long time.

"Your Majesty, are you really not going to wait any longer?"

Although Lian Po was anxious, he also knew that having siege equipment and not having siege equipment were two different things. After all, he did not expect that the catapult would not arrive.

"If I stay any longer, something bad might happen. I feel a little uneasy, but I can't tell what it is."

Xinling Jun looked at the majestic pass in the distance, rubbed his brows with his hand,

"Wait a minute. From the moment the Crown Prince Qin ascends the city wall, everything will depend on you, old general."

Lian Po touched the five-stone bow beside him. Ever since he knew that the Crown Prince of Qin might climb the city wall and beat the drum, he never left the bow, for fear of missing that opportunity.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Although I am old, I can kill a child as easily as eating or drinking water."

Xinling Jun responded, and when he saw his adjutant raise the flag, indicating that the army was ready, he put down his wine cup, bowed to Lian Po and said:

"I will no longer participate in this, and let the old general take charge. I will just make tea and drink wine here, awaiting the old general's triumphant return!"

Lian Po naturally saw the flag raised by his adjutant in the distance. He bowed, stood up, turned around, put his right hand on the sword at his waist, raised his left hand, and suddenly brought it down, shouting:

"General's order, archers, prepare your rockets!"

The roar echoed throughout the coalition army. Countless adjutants waved flags in their hands and passed down the order along with the roar.

The military formation changed instantly, and countless soldiers surged forward. In a short while, countless archers were in position, with the crossbows in their hands covered with oilcloth, and a soldier holding a torch stood beside them.

"Ignite, shoot!"

Countless soldiers carried torches forward, and the strings of bows and crossbows in the hands of countless soldiers vibrated. Except for a few who accidentally burned themselves, thousands of rockets flew into the air and pressed towards Hangu Pass.

Duke Bie knew the war had begun when he saw the flags changing in the battle formations below.

He had already put on his armor and picked up his weapons.

Biao Gong raised his spear and roared, "Send the order! Raise your shields and defend!"

On this chaotic battlefield, the superiors' orders were mostly spread by flags, and some were broadcast by trumpets.

“Woo——”

A long horn sounded, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

Looking at Hangu Pass again, it had already been tightly guarded by Qin soldiers who raised their shields.

The rockets had already fallen, most of them landed on the shields, a few of them killed people, and the gaps were quickly filled.

Lian Po still held his sword in his right hand, looking at the situation at Hangu Pass. When he found that the rockets were useless, he did not get angry, but continued to give orders:

"Shoot again!"

The coalition army's formation remained unchanged, and apart from replenishing arrows, there was probably no other action.

As Lian Po's hand fell, the army continued to fire rockets in unison, overwhelming towards Hangu Pass.

The shield wall at Hangu Pass was not broken, and apart from some fire behind the shields, there were no major casualties.

After these two rounds of arrow battles, Biao Gong roughly calculated the gaps in the opponent's archery. He changed the long spear in his hand and shouted, "Raise your shields and defend! Archers, prepare behind your shields!"

“Woo—woo—”

Another long horn sounded, and the Qin soldiers squatting in the back all leaned forward and walked carefully behind the shield-armored soldiers with their bows and crossbows on their backs.

The arrow array finally paused for a moment, and before the next arrow array was launched, Biao Gong roared:

"Crossbowmen, lean forward and shoot!"

The shield soldiers put down their shields and squatted down, the crossbowmen stood up and took aim, and accompanied by the sound of horns, a rain of arrows fell from above in front of the coalition forces.

Lian Po's face suddenly turned ugly. He could hear the wailing coming from the previous battle, which meant that there were probably a lot of losses in the previous battle.

His right hand, which was at his waist, clenched tightly, but he still didn't draw his sword. His left hand still fell, but the command had changed:

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