The simple wooden shields in the hands of the Xiongnu were utterly ineffective against the barrage of arrows raining down from the sky.
With just one volley of arrows, the Huns at the forefront fell like wheat!
However, those Xiongnu people, fearless of death, continued their charge towards Fuling City, stepping over the corpses of their comrades.
On the city wall, Han Shizhong gave the order without the slightest hesitation.
The second volley of arrows arrived as scheduled!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The sound of arrows colliding with shields grew clearer and clearer, like raindrops.
Mu Zian, who was sitting in front of the city gate tower, heard it very clearly at this moment.
The harsh grassland environment fostered the fierce and fearless nature of these Xiongnu people.
The smell of blood emanating from the battlefield at this moment was the best stimulant for them.
As the third volley of arrows rained down, swathes of Xiongnu soldiers fell rapidly.
However, those Xiongnu people, relying on their fearlessness, had already approached Fuling City to within thirty paces.
The towering city walls and specially reinforced city gates of Fuling City were clearly visible to the Xiongnu.
At that moment, the Xiongnu vanguard quickly parted to create a gap as they advanced.
Then a dull grating sound suddenly rang out.
The next moment, dozens of heavily armored Huns wielding giant hammers and long axes emerged from the vanguard.
They ran forward quickly, oblivious to the barrage of arrows.
The arrows that landed on them were immediately deflected, leaving only a small white dot.
Mu Zian, standing atop the city wall, frowned slightly upon seeing this and murmured to himself.
"It's actually the Ironclad Cavalry!"
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