The next morning, Wang Chen left the main camp under the escort of a squad of elite cavalry, heading toward Gujin Pass.
His warhorse stopped about five or six li from the city walls, and he carefully studied the magnificent fortress ahead.
According to the local guides, this massive fortress had been completed in just two years, with Great Qin pouring enormous manpower and resources into its construction.
Beneath Gujin Pass's walls lay the bones of countless Yan people!
From the outside, the fortress appeared impregnable. Towering snow mountains rose on either side, too steep even for apes to climb. Its walls stood over a hundred chi high, with defensive towers densely packed behind them.
Heavy crossbows had been installed behind every battlement, while cannons stood mounted at intervals. Great Qin warriors clad in dark armor patrolled back and forth with long halberds in hand, presenting an image of airtight vigilance.
The Qin soldiers quickly spotted Wang Chen and his party watching from afar and immediately sounded their warning whistles.
The piercing whistles carried in all directions.
Before long, several officers appeared atop the walls, pointing at Wang Chen and his group.
A moment later, a cannon mounted on the wall suddenly belched scorching smoke. A pitch-black cannonball shot from the barrel and came screaming toward Wang Chen's position.
"My lord, watch out!"
The cavalrymen at Wang Chen's sides turned pale with fright and hurriedly urged their horses forward to shield him.
This was an invincible cannon!
Yet Wang Chen's expression did not change. Without moving, he watched the incoming cannonball land a li ahead, bounce up, and roll forward some distance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several more cannons fired, but not a single cannonball came anywhere near Wang Chen's party.
Now everyone had figured out the range of the defending