As soon as these words were spoken, another group of people carrying shields marched towards the city wall. Jiang Yimian only frowned.
Fortunately, there were people lying in ambush in the moat below the city wall, which intercepted the Xiliang people halfway.
However, the Xiliang people, who had been waiting for a long time, had successfully erected the siege ladders on the city wall with the support of the swordsmen and shieldmen.
In an instant, the Xiliang people below the city quickly climbed up the cloud ladders, moving at an extremely fast speed, as if walking on flat ground.
The towering ladder was instantly reduced to only half its original height.
Upon seeing this, the soldiers on the city wall hurriedly used battering rams to ram the ladder, attempting to overturn it.
However, the archers below accurately shot down one man after another who was pushing the battering ram, preventing the soldiers on the city wall from getting any closer to it.
Meanwhile, those climbing below were exceptionally fast, and it was clear that many were about to reach the top of the city wall.
Jiang Yimian quickly drew her bow and shot an arrow, turning the original three arrows into four, which she then fired directly at the Xiliang people who were climbing the cloud ladder.
However, even as she drew her bow and shot arrows, the people on the ladder seemed to be an endless stream, one after another bravely climbing upwards.
She merely frowned; her hands, which had lost all feeling, continued to draw the bow and shoot the arrow in one fluid motion.
The next second, she heard several whooshing sounds. She was caught off guard and could only turn slightly to the side when an arrow came straight at her heart.
Just as the arrow was about to pierce her body, a metallic clang was heard, and the arrow instantly fell to the ground.
Wang San appeared beside her at some point and said respectfully, "Princess, you can focus on killing the enemy. I will clear away the arrows for you."
Jiang Yimian was startled and subconsciously looked towards the corner tower on the other side of the city wall, but it was pitch black there. The torches that were lit near the corner tower had been shot down by arrows at some point.
She could only faintly hear Lu Cijian's voice, as he was calmly directing all the soldiers.
Relieved, she stopped being distracted and continued firing arrows at the enemy soldiers on the ladder.
However, there were too many ladders, and those climbing them were too fast; many people had already reached the top of the city wall.
Seeing this, Xie Yi quickly drew his longsword and led a group of soldiers to fight directly with the Xiliang people who had climbed the city wall.
Fortunately, the people on the city wall reacted quickly, and with the help of Jiang Yimian and Xie Yi, they finally pushed the battering ram into the ladder on the city wall.
And the people climbing the ladder fell to the ground instantly.
Jiang Yimian also looked down at the city again.
He kept shooting arrows at the Xiliang people below who were close to the ladder.
Lu Cijian had already prepared the items and simply ordered, "Throw the things down."
The soldiers quickly threw the "gray bottles" they were holding down from the city wall.
With a series of loud thuds, the black pottery jar fell to the ground, and the lime inside instantly scattered, blinding the Xiliang people around the cloud ladder.
However, this was not the end. Lu Cijian gave another order, and the soldiers on the city wall simply raised the buckets in their hands and poured out all the kerosene inside.
In an instant, the kerosene was poured onto the bodies of those people from Xiliang.
Jiang Yimian quickly led the archers and shot down the burning fireballs on their bows.
The moment the fireball struck, flames spread across the bodies of the Xiliang people.
Those who were already blinded by lime, now scorched by flames, scattered in all directions, breaking up the ranks of the soldiers who continued to attack the city.
Jiang Yimian, along with her archers, seized the opportunity to shoot at those people, and for a moment, cries of agony filled the air.
Below the city gate, only a few burning corpses remained, and the siege ladders were gradually set ablaze.
Zawu was furious, but he stopped the soldiers who were about to advance, and said through gritted teeth, "Retreat."
In an instant, the soldiers who were originally about to charge towards Weizhou City turned around and retreated back to their encampment.
And at this moment, the dark sky was beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.
Seeing the Xiliang troops retreat, Xie Yi breathed a sigh of relief, almost dropping his longsword.
He couldn't remember the last time he had held this sword, but today it felt unusually heavy.
If it weren't for Jiang Yimian and Lu Cijian, he believed that Weizhou City would have suffered heavy losses in this battle, perhaps even losing most of its troops.
The soldiers on the city wall, who had long since given up, finally lay on the ground, their armor and exposed skin stained red with blood or blackened by burning oil.
Everyone looked disheveled, but their faces wore smiles of relief.
Jiang Yimian breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
Looking at the sky gradually turning a pale white in the distance, I felt my hands trembling slightly.
Those were spasms left from drawing a bow and shooting arrows for a long time.
Lu Cijian wasn't in much better shape; his hair was disheveled, and his body bore numerous traces of burnt oil and several grazes from arrows.
The corner tower was a place to overlook the entire situation, and the Xiliang people were well aware of this, so almost all the arrows flew towards that place.
Those who followed Lu Cijian up there were more or less wounded by arrows. If he hadn't been holding a long sword to defend himself, he probably would have been riddled with arrows long ago.
The wounded on the city wall were gradually taken away.
Xie Yi looked at Jiang Yimian and Lu Cijian for a while before saying seriously, "Thanks to you both for being here today."
He had assumed at the beginning that the 50,000 garrison troops in the city would at least be able to withstand the attack from the Xiliang people.
But tonight's battle made him realize the gap between them and the people of Xiliang.
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