"Cavalry." Wang Han frowned upon seeing the charging cavalry. "Has Liu Yan run out of options? No, we haven't seen any muskets yet. Hopefully, his subsequent attacks will be more effective."
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“My lord, it is Marquis Dingshan.” Zhang Lu said immediately upon seeing Wang Han leap out of the water. “He has not yet gone underwater.”
Upon hearing this, Liu Yan, seeing that Wang Han had indeed not escaped by diving, immediately ordered: "Musketeers, archers, attack immediately."
Following Liu Yan's order, a large number of soldiers arrived at the edge of the cliff, standing densely packed together, and immediately fired their muskets and bows and arrows at Wang Han.
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"Clang, clang, clang..."
Seeing the arrows and projectiles raining down from the cliff, Wang Han gripped the handles of two golden drum-shaped hammers in one hand and punched a nearby boulder with his other hand, his forearm disappearing into it. He then used the boulder to shield his head, blocking all the arrows and projectiles falling from the cliff. At the same time, he charged quickly towards a cavalryman attacking from a passage.
As the two sides drew closer, the cavalrymen lowered their lances and pointed them at Wang Han.
Ten meters away from the cavalry, Wang Han exerted force and hurled the boulder in his hand at the charging cavalry. Then, holding the Golden Hammer of the Drum in both hands, Wang Han charged into the midst of the charging cavalry after throwing the boulder.
The boulder was thrown into the charging cavalry formation, instantly knocking the front-line riders off their feet and disrupting their charge.
Then Wang Han charged into the cavalry ranks, his golden hammer flashing rapidly. Men and horses alike were easily smashed away with a single blow. The cavalrymen were thrown into chaos, blood splattering everywhere. For a time, neither men nor horses could get close to Wang Han.
"Archers, musketeers, continue the attack!" Liu Yan ordered immediately, looking at the invincible Marquis Dingshan in the canyon, who seemed like a god of war. At any given time, only a dozen or so soldiers could attack Marquis Dingshan from below the canyon, making the attack far less effective than the combined assault of thousands on the cliff.
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In the canyon, on the cliff, everyone's attention was on Wang Han. Apart from Wang Han, no one noticed that the sky was gradually darkening and thick black clouds were beginning to gather and brew.
"The will of the Three Kingdoms world is about to strike me." Wang Han, amidst the battle, glanced at the gathering darkness out of the corner of his eye, certain in his heart. "Time is running out."
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