"Disaster! Chu Feng is attacking the city!"
At first light, someone rushed in from outside with a panicked expression to report the news.
Immediately afterward, stones and cannonballs rained down like raindrops, jolting Yang Guan fully awake.
"Activate the grand formation! Activate the grand formation!"
Yang Guan truly was battle-hardened. After a brief moment of panic, he quickly calmed down and began directing everyone's defense.
"What exactly happened?"
Yang Xiu also startled awake from his drunken stupor, grabbed a guard beside him, and demanded loudly.
"Chu Feng's troops are attacking the city!"
Yang Xiu's heart sank. His face darkened. Chu Feng had actually taken the initiative to attack the city—clearly, something had happened during this period that he did not know about.
The city walls were strewn with the remnants of flaming oil and shattered stones. Many soldiers had died in that first round of siege. Beneath the walls, Chu Feng's soldiers stood in strict formation, and the second assault was imminent.
"Big Brother, what happened?"
When Yang Xiu reached the walls, he saw Yang Guan's grave expression. After the guards beside him reported the casualties, his own face turned solemn as well. Just one round of attacks had cost them nearly thirty thousand men.
"Yang Guan, look at this. Do you recognize it?"
Standing in midair, Chu Feng raised a hand and tossed out a wooden box.
Yang Guan caught it in one motion. When he opened it, he nearly lost his footing, his eyes splitting wide with fury.
"The Second General! It's actually the Second General!"
The soldiers behind him stood on tiptoe and saw what was inside the box, instantly falling into panic. Within the wooden box was none other than Yang Kai's severed head.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves. The entire city learned that