but--
Li Hai had a strong, uneasy feeling about the situation.
The enemy is attacking too fast, and it seems to be completely overwhelming us!
As the chariots sped faster and faster, and the siege engines rushed towards them, Li Hai could no longer concentrate on guarding the city wall.
He turned his head and looked at the inner city gate behind him...
Inside the inner city tower, Lian Xiaoru leaned on the railing, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed red, and beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks.
The adjutant standing to the side turned deathly pale and gritted his teeth, saying:
"General, the enemy is coming too fast. We thought the watchtowers would be enough to stop them, but their firepower is too fierce. Where did they get so many war grenades?"
"This...this is simply...unbelievable!"
"Did Beiliang have war cannons before? Could it be that Qin Ze used them when he attacked the Hu Ma?"
Lian Xiaoru stared ahead without blinking. As the garrison troops in the watchtowers fled into the barbican, he clenched his fists and slammed it heavily against the wooden railing!
"Damn it!!"
"How could they not even have the slightest power to resist!"
"Try to use ballistae to fire at them! How can we just lose the watchtower like this!"
The adjutant opened his mouth and whispered, "The force of the falling boulder was too great; it was indeed difficult to withstand, General."
Lian Xiaoru angrily retorted, "Don't I know? There's always a way! We can't just lose the watchtower like this!"
Seeing Lian Xiaoru's fury, the adjutant dared not say anything more.
Lian Xiaoru then turned his gaze to the barbican and gritted his teeth, saying:
"That's enough!"
"And there's still the barbican! I have tens of thousands of troops inside, with a complex network of roads, infantry, and archers. It also has the advantage of terrain. Although they have many troops, once they enter my barbican, they won't be able to come out alive!"
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Meanwhile, Qin Ze, positioned at the rear of the army, was inside a cloud ladder, gazing intently ahead with a blank expression.
Dian Wei, standing beside him, also looked into the distance, his tiger-like eyes wide open, rubbing shoulders nervously.
"My lord, the watchtower has been breached. Shouldn't we press on and charge in?"
Qin Ze shook his head and said in a deep voice, "There are too many of us. It's impossible for us to enter the barbican at the same time. Street fighting will take place in the barbican, and the Beiwei Army is very good at that."
"After capturing the barbican and crossing the moat, we will truly face the defenses of Anyang County. At this point, the Trapped Camp needs to be at the forefront."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Chu nodded silently, while Dian Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Once we storm the city, we'll let Lian Xiaoru taste the power of my precious sword!"
As he spoke, he raised an eyebrow at Xu Chu, whose face remained ashen. Xu Chu did not speak, but simply gripped the Fire Cloud Blade in his hand.
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P.S.: I just found out today that persimmons can be illustrated using AI, haha. Just bear with it, everyone. It's quite difficult to use. I'll have to figure it out some more.
I'll try adding illustrations to the later parts of the story to see how it goes.
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