The protagonist travels back to the time when Ying Zheng just ascended the throne. This scoundrel discovers that his strength increases dramatically every year.
Thus, the Great Qin gains a ki...
Before long, Ge You arrived with more than 10,000 troops. When he saw the thousand soldiers fighting in the palace gate, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Unexpectedly, his unrealistic idea actually came true. The three hundred armored soldiers who were lying in ambush in the palace failed to capture the two men and were instead driven out.
"What are you standing there for? Fire!" Ge You didn't say anything more. He didn't believe that the wicked man had three heads and six arms and could stop the crossbow bolts that the Qin army was so proud of.
"withdraw!"
More than a thousand soldiers at the palace gate retreated upon receiving the order, while the soldiers behind Ge You had already nocked their arrows, ready to fire.
As soon as Ge You saw the soldiers at the palace gate push open the door, he immediately roared, "Fire the arrows!"
Swish...
A deluge of arrows rained down on the palace.
The wicked man roared, "Your Majesty, lie down immediately!" Then he crouched down behind the heavy palace door, trying to block the arrows with the four-finger-thick teak door.
"Ta-da..."
Arrows rained down, their clanging and tinkling sounds filling the air. Even though they were incredibly sharp, they couldn't penetrate the four-finger-thick teak palace door.
Ying Zheng reacted extremely quickly, disregarding his image and immediately lying down against the wall. Looking at the arrows that had been shot in through the window and scattered all over the ground, he was filled with lingering fear.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?"
Ying Zheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice, "It's alright, thanks to your timely call."
Hearing voices coming from inside the hall, Ge You roared angrily, "Keep shooting! Make sure to kill them both!"
Upon hearing this, the soldiers behind them moved even faster, raining down arrows upon the hall like locusts. Each arrow carried their determination and killing intent, aiming to riddle the two men with bullets.
The wicked husband and Ying Zheng dared not show their faces. Since the enemy could not break in and the arrows could not penetrate the palace or its walls, they simply started chatting.
"You're too impulsive, kid," Ying Zheng complained. "I originally intended to stall for time, waiting for the Black Dragon Armored Army to storm the palace before turning against them, but who would have thought..."
The wicked man chuckled awkwardly and said, "Your Majesty may tolerate it, but I cannot. Anyone who dares to insult Your Majesty shall be executed."
Ying Zheng shook his head with a wry smile, but he was also deeply moved. He never expected that the concern he longed for would come from his subject, which made him both pained and happy.
"Damn it, if Zhang Han and the other two don't come in soon, I'll skin you alive when I get back!" The wicked man was seething with anger as arrows rained down on him.
Meanwhile, outside Qinian Palace.
"Zhang Han, the time is almost up. Shall we attack or not?"
Erniu and Chun Ning looked at Zhang Han, and there was a hint that they were following Zhang Han's lead, because they knew in their hearts that they were indeed not as talented as Zhang Han.
Zhang Han drew his sword from his waist and uttered a single word: "Attack!"
Behind them, three thousand Black Dragon Armored Soldiers immediately began their assault on the city. Dozens of them charged ahead, and when they reached the tall and imposing palace gates, they took out pieces of iron from the bags on their warhorses and quickly assembled them.
This item is a city-breaking cone specially developed by the wicked man. For ease of carrying, each of the thirty men carries one. It has buckles, and you only need to connect and assemble them.
This item was personally made by Niu San, a blacksmith from Xianyang City, and his men. Ever since that scoundrel invented the blast furnace for iron smelting, Niu San has stayed on Zhushan Mountain, joined the Black Dragon Armored Army, and become the head of the equipment department.
Shortly after, the breaching cones were assembled, and the thirty men began to ram the gate.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
The dull thuds continued, the palace gates shook, and a lot of dust fell.
Upon seeing the commotion, the rebel troops stationed inside the palace gates immediately formed ranks and prepared for battle. The deputy general in charge of guarding the palace gates was also an idiot. Relying on his superior numbers, he actually ordered the palace gates to be opened, allowing the Black Dragon Armored Army to enter the palace and surround and kill them.
Although the gatekeepers were not as elite as those in Xianyang, they had all fought their way through piles of corpses on the battlefield. Many people could tell that the Black Dragon Armored Army was not simple and thought this move was inappropriate.
However, military orders were hard to disobey, and as lowly soldiers, they dared not object. They could only go to open the gate and place their hopes on the soldiers lying in ambush inside Yongcheng.
"Squeak...bang..."
Just as the door opened, the Black Dragon Armored Army charged again, smashing the palace gate open and sending several rebel soldiers who couldn't dodge flying.
"kill--!"
Zhang Han and the gatekeeper's lieutenant roared at the same time, and the two sides launched an immediate attack.
The palace gate was narrow, allowing only three people to enter side by side. Upon seeing this, Zhang Han stopped directly at the palace gate, waiting for the rebels to rush out.
When the lieutenant saw him stop, a look of disdain and fervor immediately appeared on his face. He was eager for quick success and planned to annihilate the entire Black Dragon Armored Army, believing that he would receive a great reward in return.
"They're nothing special, they don't even dare to charge! This is a great opportunity to gain merit, everyone!" The lieutenant roared, raising his sword, and the soldiers behind him were also stirred up by his words.
Zhang Han's eyes flashed, cold as ice. He gestured with his hand, and the three thousand soldiers behind him immediately changed formation, retreating in unison to form a defensive array.
Seeing them back down, the rebels became even more excited and surged forward like a tide.
"Arrows, prepare!" Zhang Han gave the order, and the Black Dragon Armored Army moved at the command, quickly nocking arrows and aiming at the densest area of the rebel army.
"Release!" Arrows flew out like raindrops, and the rebels' offensive was immediately thwarted. Under the dense rain of arrows, they had nowhere to hide and could only use their flesh and blood to take the arrows head-on.
Their armor was like paper, offering no protection against the triangular arrows made of refined iron from the Black Dragon Armor Army, and they were being slaughtered in droves.
It was too late to retreat at that point.
"Charge!" Zhang Han roared, and the Black Dragon Armored Army charged straight at the palace gate like a sharp blade.
The palace gate guard looked flustered and hurriedly staggered to the war drum that was placed aside, and vigorously pounded the drum to call for support from the rebel army inside the city.
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