"General!" Xiao Liu hurried up to Dou Rong. "That birdman is challenging us outside the pass again!"
Dou Rong glanced at Jin Zha and Mu Zha. "Sorry for the trouble, immortals."
Lei Zhenzi stood before the ranks and shouted up at the pass, "Are you going to be turtles hiding in your shells again today? Who dares fight me?"
A wave of mocking laughter rose from the Zhou Army soldiers.
After all this back-and-forth fighting, the Shang Army had never once willingly accepted a challenge. Calling them out before storming the pass had become entertainment for the Zhou Army's officers and men.
Especially after the arrows inside the pass ran out, anyone could stroll beneath its walls and come back unscathed.
"I shall go down to the front."
Jin Zha and Mu Zha went down toward the gates together.
"General Han," Dou Rong called quietly as he watched them leave.
"Your Humble Servant is here." Han Rong stepped forward, somewhat puzzled. Shouldn't they be carefully investigating those two Daoists' true capabilities right now?
Dou Rong leaned down and whispered a few words into Han Rong's ear.
Han Rong frowned and asked hesitantly, "Are we really doing that?"
Dou Rong nodded firmly. Seeing this, Han Rong said no more.
"It looks as though we'll have to storm the pass again today." Ji Shuqian gazed at the tightly shut gates, his helplessness tinged with mockery. "Dou Rong knows he has no fierce generals inside. No matter how much we challenge him, he'll never come out to fight."
"The gates are opening."
Nangong Shi's dry remark slapped Ji Shuqian in the face, leaving him stunned for a long moment.
"They're coming out?" Ji Shuqian stared blankly for a while, then frowned toward the pass. Indeed, the gates stood wide open, but only two