The enemy's elite troops were nothing like those slaves in fighting strength, especially after the defenders had been worn down for so long.
"Woooo-"
"Woooo-"
Just as Jia Xu, Yuan Xi, and the others were talking.
A deep, drawn-out horn sounded among the enemy troops outside the city, carrying throughout Chang'an City.
At the sound of that horn, every soldier on the walls grabbed the weapon beside him. Even those fast asleep immediately jolted awake.
That horn meant another siege assault had begun!
Jia Xu abruptly raised his head and looked at the enemy already gathering outside the city, his gaze icy.
"Prepare to fight!"
Jia Xu delivered those murderous words, then spun around and strode toward the City Gate Tower.
"Yes-!!"
The Han Army soldiers on the walls answered in unison, their voices soaring into the clouds!
Gao Lan tossed the Wine Bag back to Yuan Xi, then reached out and thumped him hard on the chest.
"Remember to stay alive."
With that, Gao Lan walked away without looking back.
Watching Gao Lan's tall, burly figure recede, Yuan Xi could not help smiling. Then he set off with his spear, nothing but blazing battle spirit left in his eyes!
"Make sure you stay alive!"
Meanwhile, in the enemy army's main camp outside the city.
Ma Chao frowned as he watched Chang'an City in the distance, faintly hearing the Han soldiers' spirited shouts from its walls.
His expression was dark, and he said nothing.
He had spent half his life in the saddle and fought in many battles, yet no city had ever proved so difficult.
He had to acknowledge the strength of Chang'an City's defenders' resistance.
He had even begun to doubt the number of defenders inside.
*Were the city's defenses really so thin? Why did it