"Go!!"
Gao Lan gritted his teeth and spat out that single word, then swung around with his spear and plunged back into the bloody fighting!
And the little girl saw three gleaming arrows sticking out of his back!
"General!!"
The other Han soldiers around him turned pale with alarm.
Gao Lan raised a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Far from falling, his eyes grew fiercer, and even his face became increasingly savage and terrifying.
He fixed his gaze on the enemy soldiers climbing onto the distant wall, then roared:
"Kill them-!!"
Every soldier's eyes reddened. Boundless fighting spirit and strength erupted from them as they followed Gao Lan in a fearless charge at the enemy!!
They would fight until death!
The battle did not end until evening. Faced with the fierce assault from outside the city, the defenders used Ten-Shot Repeating Crossbows to kill every rebel who climbed onto the walls, finally salvaging the situation.
Gao Lan had rendered tremendous service in this defense of the city.
Had he not fought so valiantly, the western wall, which faced the greatest pressure, might already have fallen to the rebels. But he had paid a considerable price for it as well, taking three crossbow bolts in the back.
He had continued fighting valiantly despite his wounds, accepting treatment from a physician only after the enemy had been driven back completely.
After the physician saw Gao Lan's wounds.
His eyelids could not help twitching violently.
Because Gao Lan had kept fighting while wounded, his violent movements had torn the wounds open, leaving them looking rather frightening.
"Is it serious? Will these wounds affect my fighting from here on?"
Gao Lan looked at the physician and asked, raising his eyebrows.
What concerned him was not the state