"Thunderbolt truck, fire!"
At Zhao Hao's command, countless boulders flew into the air and crashed directly into the walls of Tongguan Pass and the camp buildings behind the walls.
Bang bang bang!
The trebuchet's firing range, speed, and power are far superior to the older models.
"Prime Minister! Their catapults are too powerful; our brothers cannot withstand them!"
"Prime Minister, you should avoid direct confrontation for now and not be on the front lines!"
Dong Zhuo, protected by the heavily armored Flying Bear Army, looked resentful.
"Tsk, Hua Xiong, Hu Zhen, Xu Rong... is this how you all lost!"
The walls of Tongguan Pass are constantly being struck by falling rocks, and this imperfect pass will probably collapse soon.
Although Dong Zhuo was indignant, putting himself in such a dangerous situation was not a wise move.
Seeing that the wall was in imminent danger, they immediately retreated.
"Fan Chou, you lead the troops to cover the rear!"
"promise!"
Dong Zhuo left with the Flying Bear Army, but tens of thousands of Xiliang soldiers remained steadfast at the Tongguan Pass.
But how could these people possibly be a match for Zhao Hao's personal guard?
Boom...
After three consecutive bombardments, one section of the Tongguan Pass wall collapsed.
"Hmm? That's..."
"Young master...that looks like a human stake!"
Several withered, blackened bones were exposed inside the collapsed Tongguan Pass wall.
Indeed, these people... were all buried alive inside the prison walls.
I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. Is it feudal superstition, or praying to gods and Buddhas?
Zhao Hao witnessed this with his own eyes, and he still couldn't bear it.
However, when he said that prosperity brings suffering to the people, and ruin brings suffering to the people.
He had prepared himself mentally for this situation long ago.
"They are all pitiful people in this chaotic world. Only by taking this city gate as soon as possible can we give them a proper burial."
Order the army to attack immediately once two more sections of the Tongguan city wall have collapsed!
"Catapults, don't hold back on the boulders, fire them all!"
With Zhao Hao's command, the offensive of their own army became even more ferocious.
Not only catapults, but also the extra large ballistae that were idle were put to use.
Huge crossbow bolts pierced through the walls of Tongguan one after another.
It was as if Zhao Hao had shattered Dong Zhuo's last shred of pride with each punch!
Seeing that the city walls of Tongguan were already in a terrible state of collapse, Zhao Hao waved his hand and shouted, "Charge!"
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
Once the bombardment of weapons ceased, Zhao Hao's 50,000-strong army pressed forward.
First, they fired three-shot crossbow bolts, then cavalry from both sides attacked and stormed into the pass.
"The Fan banner? Heh, just what I need, Lü Bu, to kill a traitor from Xiliang to consecrate the banner!"
Lu Bu, on the right flank of the cavalry, was the first to see Fan Chou's banner. He immediately felt a surge of murderous intent and charged into the Xiliang army, which was three hundred paces behind the gate.
The left flank was naturally Zhao Hao's five thousand personal guards. However, Zhao Hao did not go into battle this time, since if he went to the front lines, Yuwen Chengdu would have no opportunity to demonstrate his abilities.
Not to mention, now that he has so many brave and fierce men among his personal guards, he can't afford to give others a chance to gain merit, can he?
"Iron Eagle Warriors, follow me and kill!"
"Strong wind! Strong wind! Strong wind!"
Therefore, although the left wing, led by Yuwen Chengdu, summoned his personal guards, their charging speed could not match that of Lü Bu on the right wing.
But this mighty army of steel inflicted far more damage on the Xiliang army than Lu Bu's Bingzhou wolf cavalry!
Wherever their iron cavalry trampled, no one in the Xiliang army could stop them!
Do you all recognize Lu Junyi of Zhongshan?
"Chang Yuchun of Jinyang is here! Traitor, prepare to die!"
"I am Xue Rengui of Xuzhou, where is the traitorous general of Xiliang!"
What the three of them said were all identities they had implanted, which naturally differed somewhat from the original history.
However, this did not stop them from having a great battle after holding back for several months!
"Hahaha! Do you all know how powerful Dian Wei of Chenliu is!"
Even Dian Wei mounted his warhorse, donned heavy armor, and fought valiantly with two heavy iron halberds.
"Young master, I..."
"Guan Sheng, you just stay with Guan Hai."
"yes..."
The most helpless one is Guan Sheng. He was promised a chance to make a contribution, but this time he ended up staying by Zhao Hao's side and taking advantage of him.
Guan Hai didn't care, but this real charge to seize the pass... or rather, to break through the pass, made him truly realize the gap between himself and Zhao Hao.
They also realized how right they had been to make that decision!
"Hey, Ah Sheng, the young master must have a plan, so don't be discouraged."
"Um..."
Not long after, Yuwen Chengdu, covered in blood, carrying a prototype object wrapped in a blood-stained blue cloth, followed by a resentful-looking Lü Bu, arrived in front of Zhao Hao.
"General, I, Yuwen Chengdu, will take Fan Chou's head for you!"
Lü Bu could only bow helplessly, saying, "General Yuwen is unparalleled in bravery; I am no match for him."
Fan Chou's head was right in front of him. But Yuwen Chengdu was faster, crushing the Xiliang rebels blocking his way into bloody pulp before taking Fan Chou's head.
That is, the day Yuwen Chengdu punched him until his face was bruised and swollen. If someone else had stolen his credit like that, he would definitely have made a scene.
"Hmm, what about the losses and the spoils?"
"Reporting to the general, no one in the personal guard unit was injured or killed. However, over a hundred warhorses were lost, and several hundred brothers were injured, but no one was seriously wounded."
General Lü's own statistics are as follows, so we'll wait for his report. Our infantry commander Zhang Yan's troops suffered over 3,000 casualties, but killed at least 30,000 enemy soldiers. The captured warhorses, weapons, armor, and provisions are still being tallied.
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