In the military camp stationed beside the city gate, Wu Hu had been drinking until midnight, dead drunk when the tremendous commotion jolted him awake. His head spun, and it felt as if blood were pouring from all seven orifices.
But he had no time to worry about that. He immediately moved to put on his armor.
Though he still had no idea what exactly had happened, he was secretly glad that, after his conversation with Wu Zu during the day, he had decided to put on a show and temporarily move into the barracks.
Otherwise, with such a shocking upheaval breaking out while he himself was absent from camp, it would be difficult to account for afterward.
But he had not fully sobered up, and the massive explosion at such close range had left him somewhat concussed. He staggered as he walked, and putting on his armor was even more difficult. After several failed attempts, he could only roar for the guards to come and help him dress.
At the same time, the entire garrison of Wu City had fallen into complete chaos.
"Men, form up!"
Wu Hu did not dare delay and immediately gave the order.
Meanwhile, under the lead of the vanguard commanded by Lin Yi, all five thousand Heaven-Answering Army soldiers had entered the city and were charging straight toward the barracks.
"Men, Divine Engine Battalion, ready—fire!"
At Zhao Cheng's command, more than two thousand Heaven-Answering Army soldiers carrying enormous boxes on their backs crouched down and angled the boxes at forty-five degrees toward the city barracks.
These huge boxes were nothing else—they were the crossbows Zhao Cheng had begun crafting long ago!
More than two thousand arrows shot forth at once, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. But that was not even the