from the floor to the ceiling, densely packed throughout most of the warehouse, could be seen.And as he casually opened a chest, it was filled with plump, round silver ingots, each weighing twenty tae...Chapter 1585: On the City Walls

"No rush."

Xiao Tiannan shook his head and said, "Isn't this not yet the result"

Still no results, meaning it's still alive.

He wanted to wait and see Guzatailon die before he felt at ease.

Gu Zawan Dashan hated that he couldn't just shoot Xiao Tiannan through with a single bullet, but this urge was ultimately suppressed by his rationality.

Killing Xiao Tiannan not only fails to solve the problem, but also makes it worse.

If it had been useful to kill him, he wouldn't have stopped Guzataron earlier.

Cooperation between the tribal states and Qin has just begun, and it's too early to take action. It is absolutely crucial that nothing goes wrong and there are no unforeseen complications at this stage.

Gzawandashan must not let Guzataylon die in vain.

On the battlefield, Guzataylon led his troops to the foot of the eastern city gate's wall.

At this time, the ground beneath the city wall was densely packed with corpses.

Almost all of them were siege troops.

And on the city wall above, there were constantly falling rocks and scalding boiling oil, each time taking several lives.

Most soldiers, even enemies, didn't even get to touch each other before dying on the road to the city.

This is the cruelty of a siege.

Screams and wails echoed throughout the battlefield, casting a pall of sorrow over the land. Under the raging inferno of war, the entire perimeter before the Moonlit Pass resembled a ghastly netherworld.

"Up!"

Guzar Talon ordered a ladder to be built, gnashing his teeth and roaring in fury.

After roaring, he opened his mouth and bit down on the long sword. With hands and feet working together, he climbed the ladder with strides as fast as flying.

This ladder is a one-way street with no turning back.

He had only two choices: to charge at the wall and tear open a hole, or be killed.

Following closely behind him were fifty fearless death-squad members, unwavering in their duty.

No one was afraid, nor did anyone retreat.

Everyone knows they have no way out.

Perhaps it was luck, or perhaps Guzatalong's speed was sufficient, he climbed halfway up the city wall without being knocked down by the Qin army.

On the battlements of the city wall, a laborer raised a stone to hurl down, but an arrow shot through the air and pierced his heart, killing him instantly.

"Protect General Guzatylon!"

Within the Liao army, the vanguard archers saw Guzataylon about to climb the city wall. One by one, they were like they had been injected with chicken blood, using their maximum firepower to help cover Guzataylon's ascent.

And the Qin army on the city wall also saw Guzataylon, and immediately a large number of defenders surrounded him, wanting to stop Guzataylon.

Suddenly, the battlefield became a whirlwind of activity as both sides engaged in a chaotic dance of cover and attack. Centered around Gu Zatailon, the entire situation escalated dramatically in intensity.

"Kill!!!"

Guzatalon reared his head, teeth bared in a snarl. He jammed his fingers into the wall, hard as steel, blood spurting from the wounds. He shot upwards like a weed in dry earth, launched several meters into the air. He used the momentum to hurl himself over the top of the wall.

"Ahhhh!!!!!"

Seeing this, the Liao army erupted in a thunderous cheer.

The hardest part of a siege is getting the first person up onto the wall.

Once the first person gets through, the defense line is breached. After that, all you have to do is follow that gap and charge in, and this city will be easy to conquer.

"Stop him!!!"

On the city wall, Qin soldiers roared in fury.

"Dead!!!"

Guzataron hacked a Qin army soldier who rushed at him to death with a single stroke. Looking up, he saw an extraordinary-looking young man staring intently at him from a distance. He didn't recognize the other person, but at a glance, he could tell that this young man was definitely not ordinary.troops are still capable of fighting"Wu Qingcang frowned and said solemnly, “Conservatively speaking, it's at least over 450,000.”"Alright, then let's say 500,000."Zhou Ping smiled and gathered the st...