"Boom." "Boom." "Boom."
Amid the rumble of war drums, the Han Army infantry began their first assault on the city, marching in orderly formation.
Yesterday, they had finally destroyed all the catapults on the city walls. With the threat of the catapults gone, building a passage across the moat naturally proceeded smoothly.
"Raise your shields!"
With a deafening shout, every soldier turned sideways and raised the round shield in his hand before him. The instant they completed the maneuver, a rain of arrows poured down from the city walls like a storm blotting out the sky.
Amid the clanging, cries of agony rang out from time to time. Round shields, helmets, and breastplates provided extremely strong protection, but they were not foolproof. Some soldiers were still struck in the arms, thighs, and other nonvital areas, losing their ability to fight.
Even when wounded and no longer combat-capable, the soldiers could not turn and flee or disrupt the formation. They had to wait where they were for rescue, while the soldiers behind them naturally advanced to fill the gaps.
Guan Yu, Wu Anguo, and Pang De were at the very front of the formation, occasionally swinging their weapons to knock away arrows while keeping their eyes on the soldiers in the foremost line carrying the siege ladders.
With a crash, the siege ladder leaned against the city wall. Its steel hooks at the front clamped tightly onto the bricks, while iron stakes were rapidly driven into the ground below to secure it. Seeing this, the six men almost simultaneously launched themselves into the air and charged straight onto the city wall.
Compared with directing the battle, these top-tier fighters were better used helping the attackers seize the walls and open a breach.
Their weapons swept across the wall, instantly killing or