Once the plan was drawn up, the army prepared to attack the city again. Dian Wei atop the walls was gnashing his teeth. You bastards can't get in anyway. Aren't you sick of this already?
A rain of arrows shot forth. Shields went up. Everything looked like a replay of the previous two sieges. The only difference was that the Eastern Wu assault formation had been divided into three sections, just like Sun Ce and the other two, with enough distance between them.
"Fuck!" Dian Wei stood atop the wall and irritably scratched his head. He gripped his iron halberds and jabbed them again and again into the parapet, cursing, "Damn it, can't you just attack the city properly? Why do you have so many tricks?"
He truly had a headache.
Just as his pent-up fury had nowhere to go, Sun Ce and the other two swung their weapons and sprang toward the wall almost simultaneously. Since his muscles were always faster than his brain, Dian Wei went for Sun Ce again.
Third time's the charm!
"Fuck you!" Sun Ce cursed as soon as he landed on the wall. He glared fiercely at the ferocious Dian Wei flying toward him, then turned and leaped away without a word. The moment he escaped the Han Army's cloud aura, Sun Ce erupted with astral energy and soared into the sky. From dozens of meters up, he sneered down at the dumbfounded Dian Wei.
There was nothing Dian Wei could do against a flying Sun Ce. He could only roar and pounce toward Han Dang in the middle instead. But Han Dang followed Sun Ce's example, leaping away and taking to the air as well.
Dian Wei was stunned for a moment. Call it impotent rage or venting his frustration, he could only