"Today's battle concerns the very survival of our nation!"

"kill--!"

South Korea roared as it launched its attack, rushing rapidly toward Tonseong.

The wicked man stood atop the city wall, taking in the vast crowds before him, and a somber expression crept onto his face.

Since arriving in this world, he has experienced several major battles, but he has never experienced a chaotic battle with such a large number of people.

As the saying goes, once a person exceeds ten thousand, the world becomes boundless!

Standing atop the city wall, he could look down and directly experience the cruelty of cold weapon warfare and the fragility of life.

The wicked man took a deep breath, his heart heavy. He wondered how many more fine young men would perish in this battle.

Below the city, South Korean soldiers surged in like a tide, their eyes filled with a resolute will to die.

"Qin crossbowmen, prepare!"

The wicked man raised his hand high, then brought it down abruptly after a few breaths, shouting, "Shoot!"

Swish, swish, swish...

A rain of black arrows streaked away like lightning.

"Whoosh..."

The sound of an arrow whistling through the air sent chills down one's spine.

"ah....."

In an instant, countless Han soldiers fell to the arrows, letting out heart-wrenching cries of pain.

The crossbowmen on the city wall continued to draw their bows, and the gleaming arrows were once again aimed at the Han soldiers, waiting for the evil man's second order.

The wicked man's cold gaze swept over the Han soldiers rolling on the ground, then he raised his hand high again, "Release them!"

Arrows rained down again, mercilessly piercing the armor and flesh of the Han soldiers.

Beneath the city walls, the South Korean soldiers launched a fierce attack, but faced with a dense rain of arrows, they fell in droves like wheat being cut down.

The wicked man stood on the city wall, witnessing this scene, but felt no joy in his heart. If the people of Han were as wise as those of Wei, why would these lowly soldiers, who were easily manipulated, fight to the death?

If you love war so much, why don't you use your skills against foreign tribes?

For no apparent reason, boundless anger rose in his heart.

"Pan Ning, muster 100,000 troops at the rear city gate and await my orders!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" Pan Ning immediately left.

"Fire more crossbow bolts!!"

As soon as the wicked husband finished speaking, the third wave of arrows rained down on the Han soldiers once again.

Meanwhile, many Han soldiers had already arrived at the city walls!

Before the fourth wave of arrows could fall, the Han soldiers immediately set up siege ladders, and countless Han soldiers climbed the ladders to prepare to scale the city walls.

"Crossbowmen, listen to my command! Fire indiscriminately!"

"Men, why aren't you delivering my precious treasure to the Han soldier on the siege ladder?"

No sooner had the wicked man finished speaking than a group of soldiers wearing masks and coarse cloths came up carrying buckets of steaming wooden tubs.

With furrowed brows, they scooped up a ladleful of water from the wooden bucket with a ladle and poured it onto the ladders outside the city wall.

"ah!!"

In an instant, the siege ladders roared violently, and countless Han soldiers fell from them.

If you're lucky, you'll die instantly, all behind closed doors. If you're unlucky, you'll not only suffer the burning sensation in your body, but also the pain of having all your bones broken.

"hiss!!"

Li Balang and the others gasped, staring in horror at the wooden bucket in the soldier's hand, even forgetting to continue pinching their noses.

"This golden liquid... is terrifying."

Everyone gasped, and goosebumps rose on their skin instinctively.

The wicked husband smiled evilly. Love is love, but war is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for mercy.

"continue!"

Seeing that the broth was effective, the soldiers in the city who were boiling it worked even harder, the firewood burned very brightly, and the broth was boiled extremely quickly.

"Baliang, you stay on the city wall, I'll go down and prepare to go out of the city to meet the enemy later!"

The wicked man gave an order, then winked at Erniu and Chunning, signaling them to follow him.

far away.

Seeing the heavy casualties among his soldiers, Bao Yuan felt even more alarmed. So many people had died before even reaching the city wall; the situation was extremely dire!

When he saw the soldiers setting up ladders to climb the city walls, his expression softened considerably.

"What is that?!"

He watched helplessly as Qin soldiers on the city wall splashed some unknown substance onto the siege ladders, and the soldiers screamed as they fell down the ladders.

Unfortunately, no one could answer him.

......

The battlefield was deadlocked, with the Qin army relying on the golden liquid to keep the Han soldiers on siege ladders from advancing an inch.

Meanwhile, a large number of Han soldiers had gathered at the city gate and were constantly ramming it.

"Boom~"

"Squeak~"

"Bang, bang!"

The crumbling city gate finally gave way and was smashed open by Han soldiers!

"Haha, the city gate has been breached!"

"Brothers, charge! Kill them!!"

The excited shouts at the city gate greatly boosted the morale of the Han soldiers, who charged into the city with their swords drawn and eyes red.

Unexpectedly, the city gate was empty, except for three thousand Kongwu soldiers in the distance, their bodies covered in black armor and riding tall horses.

Indeed, the Black Dragon Armored Army!

The wicked man stood at the front, carrying a long spear. He had acquired this spear some time ago; it weighed only sixty-seven kilograms but was extremely sturdy, so he kept it for use in mounted combat.

"Black Dragon Armored Army, prepare to engage the enemy!"

With a flick of his spear and a spur of his horse, the wicked man launched an attack, sending the Han soldiers charging forward.

The Black Dragon Armored Army's iron hooves thundered across the earth, and three thousand iron cavalrymen, like a black torrent, rushed straight towards the Han soldiers. The wicked man took the lead, and with a wave of his spear, the Han soldiers were swept off their horses like straw.

"Kill!" the wicked man roared, his warhorse neighing. He was like the Grim Reaper on the battlefield, mercilessly reaping the lives of his enemies.

Although the Han soldiers had been in high spirits just now, they were thrown into chaos by the attack of the Black Dragon Armored Army.

They tried to defend themselves with spears and shields, but they were as fragile as eggs against the Black Dragon Armor Army's invincible weapons, breaking at the slightest touch.

The Han soldiers at the city gate began to realize the gravity of the situation. They tried to organize an effective resistance, but the Black Dragon Armored Army's impact was too strong, and they could only retreat continuously.

The wicked man charged forward, his spear like the scythe of death, each swing claiming several lives. The Black Dragon Armored Army followed closely behind, like a sharp dagger piercing the hearts of the Han soldiers.

In an instant, the Han soldiers who had rushed into the city for dozens of meters were forced to retreat.

"What's going on?!"

"Why did you withdraw?!"

The raging kite in the distance took in the whole scene and couldn't help but roar loudly, "The city gate has been breached and people have gone in, so why are they being driven out instead?"

Logically speaking, taking advantage of the morale boost from the moment the city gates were breached should have put the Qin army in a state of chaos. Even if they couldn't win, they shouldn't have been driven out as soon as they entered!

His doubts were soon resolved.

At the city gate, the wicked man led the Black Dragon Armored Army out, fighting against countless Han soldiers and blocking the city gate.

"The bravery of a wicked man is indeed well-deserved!" Bao Yuan revealed a hint of realization and subconsciously sighed.