Heaven truly favored them.
As Luo Ji led his army out, the sky actually began to darken.
There was no dampness in the air. This was not rain coming, but simply thick clouds obscuring the sky.
The Qin State general commanding this army was named Bai Cheng. He had no particular connection to Bai Qi and was a Qin State ducal clansman through and through.
Wang Jian had left him in command of this army primarily because he valued his ducal-clan background.
Besides, Bai Cheng was perfectly capable of suppressing any potential rebellion in Zhao State.
Facing Luo State, Bai Cheng naturally dared not let his guard down.
Ever since arriving north of Zhao City, he had been building fortified camps.
He was actually preparing for a prolonged confrontation.
By Bai Cheng's estimate, taking Zhao City would require at least three years.
When the chaotic thunder of hooves reached every Qin soldier's ears, some were building the camp, while others were mounting horses. Judging by their clothing, these were probably messengers and scouts.
Thus, when Luo Ji arrived with the Luo State army, what greeted him was not simply a chilling forest of weapons and armor.
Luo Ji was overjoyed. "The Qin people never expected our army to dare leave the city and fight in the open.
"Their defenses are actually this lax!
"This is what it means that human effort decides the outcome. If we hadn't dared to attack, could we have seized an opportunity like this?"
Who could have imagined it?
When Qin State attacked the Three States of Zhao, Wei, and Han, it had always stormed cities and captured strongholds.
Whenever the Three States fought in the open against the formidably elite Qin Army, they were simply courting death.
They could only rely on solid city walls