Xi Sheng licked his chapped lips and tasted blood and rust.
He gazed at the endless enemy camp below the pass, the "Horse" banner fluttering in the wind, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
Is it impossible to hold on?
The Grand Commander entrusted me with such an important task; am I to perish here today?
Just as this atmosphere of despair spread like a plague among the defenders, the eastern flank was about to fall, and the enemy was erupting in a frenzied celebration of impending victory—
Suddenly, from inside the pass, came a series of footsteps unlike any other reinforcements before—uniform, synchronized, and with a unique metallic clang!
The voice was steady and cold, as if carrying a mechanical precision and an aura of death.
"Reinforcements! It's reinforcements! The Divine Machine Battalion! The Willow Banner!"
A sharp-eyed soldier used his last strength to let out a heart-wrenching scream, a scream filled with the ecstatic joy of escaping death!
It was as if a ray of light had shone into the darkness of hell.
All the remaining defenders struggled to look towards the interior of the pass.
Liu Yi, dressed in a black outfit with light armor over it, his face as cold as ice, was the first to climb the wall.
Behind him, a thousand soldiers of the Shenji Battalion silently and swiftly surged up the steps to the top of the city wall.
They were well-equipped and moved with a distinctive rhythm of rigorous training, a stark contrast to the exhausted and nearly collapsing defenders on the city walls.
Even more striking was that they carried a large number of specially made wooden boxes and pottery jars carefully wrapped in straw.
"General Xi! General Xu! General He! Liu Yi has been ordered by the Grand Commander to lead the Divine Machine Battalion to reinforce us!"
"Sorry, we encountered a small group of defeated soldiers on the way, so we arrived a little late!"
Liu Yi clasped his hands in a fist salute. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying a reassuring power.
When Xi Sheng saw Liu Yi, especially the familiar wooden boxes marked with the character "Lei" and the sealed pottery jars behind him, his eyes welled up with tears.
He suppressed his turbulent emotions and slammed his fist heavily into Liu Yi's shoulder armor: "Not too late! Brother Liu, you've come at just the right time! A moment later, and you'd only be collecting my corpse!"
He pointed to the surging enemy tide below the pass and said urgently, "Do you see that? That bastard Ma Zongliang is determined to fill Longmen Pass with lives! Brothers... brothers, we can't hold on much longer!"
Liu Yi's calm gaze swept across the city below, quickly assessing the situation.
The enemy troops, driven by their impending capture of the city, had become exceptionally fanatical, forming a dense formation—the perfect opportunity for weapons of mass destruction to unleash their full power.
"General Xi, General Xu, General He, please immediately order the brothers at the front to retreat ten steps to a safe area to rest, treat their wounds, and recover their strength! Shenji Battalion, take over the defense!"
Liu Yi spoke very quickly, and his commands were clear.
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