Kaiyuan City!
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
"Until Kaiyuan falls, the army does not retreat."
"Charge and kill for this general!"
Lan Yu stood atop the central army's war chariot, drawing his sword and roaring furiously toward the city.
As his command fell.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!!
Three hundred cannons stood before the formation, madly bombarding Kaiyuan City.
The cannon fire fell like thunderbolts.
Under Lan Yu's command.
The siege army advanced on Kaiyuan City with the fierce momentum of breaching its walls.
"General Lan."
"Can we breach the city in this battle?"
Looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood before the city—where the heroic souls and remains of the soldiers who had marched to war lay—Feng Sheng wore a grave expression.
"Please rest assured, Great General."
"In this battle."
"This subordinate will surely take this city," Lan Yu replied loudly.
"Jincheng has already been breached for many days."
"Compared with Kaiyuan City's defensive strength before Jincheng fell, it has now weakened greatly."
"If we still cannot take Kaiyuan, this general will have no way to answer to His Majesty," Feng Sheng said loudly.
"Please rest assured, Great General."
"In this battle."
"This subordinate will surely breach this city."
Lan Yu spoke loudly, his voice filled with resolve.
Thousands upon thousands of Ming soldiers surged forward one after another, charging toward Kaiyuan City.
Battering rams.
Scaling ladders.
Every Ming soldier was fierce and fearless.
They charged and slaughtered without restraint.
On the city walls.
The Yuan Army seemed to be running short of shells. No more cannons bombarded the Ming Army; only a storm of arrows rained down.
Volley after volley.
Defending while attacking, the arrows sent many Ming soldiers to their deaths amid the charge.
"Loose arrows!"
"Fire at full speed!"
"The Grand Commandant has ordered it!"
"As long