In an instant, the city gate became a hellish place for these Xiongnu soldiers.

They would rather be scalded with boiling water or doused with oil than be fuming with this stench.

As 100 barrels of molten gold were poured down, the 500 Xiongnu soldiers who were trying to break down the gate were in a sorry state and suffered the consequences.

They all turned into "shit" people!

The juicy liquid splashed into their mouths, noses, and eyes, and then stuck to their skin, causing them to itch intensely.

They probably never imagined in their lives that they would suffer such a perverted attack.

Everyone was screaming and running for their lives, abandoning their weapons and shields, and fleeing in panic.

From a distance, King Wenyudi only saw the Han soldiers on the city wall splashing something down from buckets, and assumed it was hot oil or something similar.

He couldn't help but frown; this was going to be a tough one!

Prepare to order them to withdraw first.

It seems the only option is to send the other three thousand soldiers carrying ladders to launch the attack!

Before the three thousand soldiers could even get close to the city wall, a hail of arrows rained down from the city wall.

Previously, the archers of the Great Wall Legion had been suppressed by the arrows of the Xiongnu cavalry, and they had long been holding back their anger.

Now that their superiors had given them orders to retaliate, they unleashed their pent-up anger without hesitation!

The Xiongnu cavalry, who were providing cover for the three thousand soldiers carrying ladders to attack the city, discovered that the archers they were facing had a complete advantage in terms of distance.

The Xiongnu cavalry fired from a low angle, and a range of 100 paces was their limit.

The Great Wall Legion's archer battalion had a commanding position and their bows and crossbows were powerful, each capable of carrying at least one stone!

In this way, his range has reached a terrifying two hundred paces!

It turns out he was deliberately feigning weakness just now.

It looks like a hail of arrows were shot in, but probably didn't hurt anyone at all.

Thirty or forty thousand arrows were shot in vain!

Therefore, by the time these Xiongnu cavalrymen were able to shoot arrows at the city walls, they and their three thousand infantrymen had already left behind more than a thousand corpses riddled with arrows, resembling hedgehogs.

King Wenyudi watched as his soldiers fell like wheat being harvested, rained down arrows from the city walls, and his heart bled.

These are adult men from his tribe!

It took countless years of recuperation and development to reach its current scale.

King Jianjiang's 10,000 troops were burned by the Han army, with 6,000 burned and 2,000 killed in battle. King Jianjiang was devastated and quickly became a minor king.

As for King Wenyudi's ten thousand men, more than two thousand of them have already perished before even getting close to the city walls of Shanwu City.

If this continues, his tribe will also suffer heavy losses at the hands of the Han army.

And he himself is about to be reduced to a minor king!

However, the main tribe of Qiangqu Chanyu was not harmed at all.

King Wenyudi also wanted to preserve his strength and did not want to follow in the footsteps of King Jianjiang.

However, Qiangqu sent an envoy from the rear to question King Wenyudi about his passive resistance and delay in charging up the city walls!

King Wenyudi was utterly helpless!

The Chanyu's orders were hard to disobey, so he gritted his teeth:

"Pass down the order: no matter how many men we lose, we must charge to the city walls and set up ladders!"

"As long as we can get close to the city wall, the Xiongnu warriors can climb up the wall and behead these hateful Han people one by one."

"The first warrior to charge onto the city wall will be rewarded with a thousand head of cattle and sheep, a thousand households of herdsmen, and the title of commander of a thousand cavalry!"

The messenger hurriedly ran to relay the order.

Just then, a dozen or so Xiongnu soldiers stumbled and staggered back.

Wherever they went, other Xiongnu soldiers avoided them, and even their warhorses neighed incessantly.

"How could you..."

Before Wen Yudi Wang could finish speaking, he smelled a foul stench and quickly covered his nose.

This emanated from these dozen or so soldiers.

They were among the five hundred soldiers who were splashed with molten gold at the west gate of Shanwu City and fled in a frenzy.

Unfortunately, the five hundred people were immediately suffocated by the stench, which drove them mad and caused them to kill each other.

Some people couldn't stand the unbearable itching and committed suicide on the spot.

Some even begged their companions to kill him.

At least three or four hundred people died beneath the city gates.

The fleeing soldiers could not escape the arrows from the city walls.

Therefore, only about ten people escaped back!

The worst part was that they were covered in molten gold, which not only smelled bad but also made them itchy.

The areas on their faces and hands that were stuck to the skin were scratched raw and bloody.

"Quick! Stop them, don't let them get any closer!"

When King Wenyudi smelled the stench, he knew that something was not simple. The Han soldiers on the city wall were not splashing boiling water or hot oil, but cooked excrement!

His vision went black immediately.

How could the Han army in Shanwu City be so despicable, actually coming up with such a vicious way to defend the city?

These dozen or so people got infected with this stuff. Even if they survive, they will likely develop diseases or even trigger a plague!

Thinking of this, King Wenyudi broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don't move! Stay where you are!"

King Wenyudi shouted, "Fire arrows! Fire arrows now! Kill them!"

What?

The Xiongnu soldiers were at a loss for what to do!

They only drew their bows and aimed at the dozen or so people, unable to bring themselves to kill them.

When these soldiers, their clothes stained with gold syrup, saw their own men with bows and arrows ready to shoot them, they immediately dared not move, and knelt on the ground, crying out:

"General, please don't kill us! Please save us!"

"It itches, we're so itchy! We can't stand it!"

Its miserable and painful appearance sent chills down one's spine.

"If we don't kill them, we'll get infected and we'll be in trouble too!"

King Wenyudi's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Attack! Give them a quick death!"

The surrounding Xiongnu soldiers no longer hesitated.

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