On the night of the fourth day of the second month of the eleventh year of the Xuanli calendar.

Seven days have passed since the barbarians first bombarded Yanshan Pass!

However, there has been no close combat between the two sides so far, and the barbarians still bombard Yanshan Pass every night under the cover of darkness.

They used war horses to pull the cannonballs to ensure that every shell hit the wall, and made the red cannons on the wall lose their accuracy.

To this day, the barbarians still have forty red-coated cannons.

In this way, the thick wall of Yanshan Pass was riddled with holes and seemed to be in danger.

But it still lay in front of the barbarians, becoming a nightmare for the 400,000 Tiandao troops marching south.

Water was pulled out of the fists of the great barbarian general Tuoba Jian!

"Seven days! Only thirty rounds of ammunition left!"

"There's not enough for every cannon to fire a single shot!"

"If you fail to open Yanshan Pass, you will have to pay with your lives!"

He was furious in the central army tent, holding a stack of letters and documents from the desolate court.

"His Majesty ordered us to break through Yanshan Pass by the end of January, because the First Divine Sword Army was about to arrive... But we didn't achieve our goal, and the First Divine Sword Army, they really came!"

He grabbed the stack of documents in front of him and slammed them down on the table. "The First Excalibur Army is sweeping through our land. They've burned our granaries, killed our horses, and even robbed our women!"

Tuoba Jian took a deep breath, "You are all the best generals in the Desolate Nation, and you command the most elite warriors personally selected by His Majesty!"

"I don't care what method you use, I only want to tell you one thing! His Majesty is very angry now, and the consequences will be serious!"

"Tomorrow morning, if you don't break through this barrier... you will all return to His Majesty with your heads on your shoulders!"

"Attack!"

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In the dark night, the roar of cannons rang out again.

Han Feng had already arrived at the top of the wall. His face was gloomy and he was also very worried.

If the enemy continues to come like this for a few more nights, the wall will really collapse!

Just as he was inspecting the wall, a small flag came quickly and reported: "General, the general is here, please go to the meeting hall as soon as possible."

Han Feng undoubtedly has it. Now that the war has reached a stalemate, it is normal for the general to come in person.

He returned to the conference room with only two personal guards, but did not see General Peng.

What he saw was the cavalry captain Wu Chang, who was sitting in the main seat at the moment.

Han Feng frowned. Wu Chang was responsible for guarding the area under the wall. How did he get up here?

"Where is the general?"

Wu Chang grinned and waved to Han Feng, but the door of the conference room was closed by Wu Chang's personal guards.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh... there's something I want to talk to you about," he said and waved to his guards. Han Feng then saw two of his guards fall to the ground.

He glared and was about to draw his gun, but was pinned to the ground by Wu Chang's thirty bodyguards.

"Don't be so rude, let General Han go quickly."

Han Feng stood up. He already understood that Wu Chang...had betrayed him!

"The general will not forgive you!"

Wu Chang sneered, "From the moment I stepped into your meeting room, I've been thinking... You said that if this barrier is opened, 400,000 Heavenly Blade soldiers will rush towards Xinzhou City like a tide."

"Old Han, do you think this tide will drown the general?"

"With only 30,000 men under your command, you dare to think of opening the gate? Do you think the rifle in the hand of Infantry Captain Zheng Tietou can't hit you in the head?"

Wu Chang laughed heartily and stood up. "Thirty thousand infantrymen and thirty thousand guns! But what if Zheng Tietou also rebels?"

Han Feng's heart suddenly trembled. "This is impossible! Zheng Tietou is the commander of the general's guards. He has followed the general for more than ten years. How could he possibly betray the general?"

Wu Chang took two steps forward, spread his hands, and raised his thick eyebrows. "This person always needs to move up. If he can't move up anymore, he will choose other benefits, such as... money."

"Zheng Tietou is old and can no longer climb high, but he needs the money because he has five children. So, this isn't surprising. In fact, when I learned that Zheng Tietou sold 4,000 flintlock rifles to the barbarians, I was even more surprised than you are now."

"Haha, isn't that ridiculous? He's such an honest man, fighting according to the rules. I've always believed that people like him are the most loyal to the general, but..."

Wu Chang actually sighed deeply, "But he did it even more thoroughly than I did!"

"We came to the Northern Frontier Army together, in... the spring of the second year of the Xuanli reign, I think. The situation is this: Zheng Tietou's 30,000 infantrymen are standing at the foot of this wall, flintlock rifles in hand. I'm here to advise you, out of respect for our years of comradeship."

"Listen, let's keep going. If you don't listen... Old Han, I'm really sorry for you."

Han Feng narrowed his eyes, "Are you so sure that the general will lose?"

"You must be defeated. If you don't surrender, Zheng Tietou's 30,000 infantrymen will come and kill all your men. These 300 red-coated cannons will fall into our hands. Then, once the gates are opened, 400,000 Heavenly Blade troops will enter. The general will have only 300,000 men left. Without flintlock rifles and red-coated cannons, what can he use to fight the barbarians?"

"Besides... the general doesn't know that Zheng Tietou and I are rebelling."

Han Feng closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "You... are selling out your country!"

He opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them: "Do you know how many people will suffer if Xinzhou cannot be defended and the barbarians march south? Don't you know how cruel the barbarians are? They will..."

Wu Chang suddenly interrupted Han Feng, glared at him, and shouted, "Don't you dare tell me this? I'm going to ask you one last question now. Surrender, and the lives of your 30,000 soldiers will be spared. If you don't surrender...!"

Han Feng raised his hand and punched Wu Chang in the face with a "bang..." Wu Chang tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He actually laughed, "Hahahaha..."

He reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth, took a closer look, and his expression suddenly changed, "Kill him!"

Two sharp knives pierced Han Feng's back.

A cup of tea later, the sound of gunfire rang out from the tower, followed by shouts and wails...

Wu Chang did not leave the command post. He sat on the chair, rubbing his cheeks, listening, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Old Han, I'm sorry you admire Fu Xiaoguan too much. Don't worry, I will burn a pile of paper at your grave every year."

That night, Yanshan Pass was broken.

Break from the inside!