Chapter 60: Waiting_1
"All soldiers, heed my command! Defend the city to the death!," Duan Shouming commanded, his voice stern as he gripped his battle sword.
All the city’s defenders, poised for battle, understood one crucial truth: if Demonfire City fell, the Holy Fire Sect would be finished. Their families, their descendants, would be enslaved by the Qin Dynasty.
"Release the arrows!," a commander shouted, personally drawing his bow. The bowstring, pulled taut like a full moon, launched an arrow that struck with immense force, felling an enemy soldier ten thousand feet away.
Scarlet blood spurted, staining the ground and heralding the overture of death.
Countless arrows formed showers, raining down from the sky and obscuring the heavens.
During the assault, many Qin Dynasty soldiers perished, sacrificing their young lives. Yet, their deaths did not cause their comrades to retreat. Instead, it ignited their fighting spirit. Roaring, they charged with even greater ferocity. A surging murderous aura shook the battlefield like a rampaging demon!
"Valiant old Qin, together we face this national calamity!"
"Who says we lack tunics? With you, I share my robes. The King raises his armies; I ready my dagger-axe and spear. With you, I share this hatred!"
A desolate, ancient war song traversed the corridors of time, echoing across the battlefield, resounding between heaven and earth. Innumerable Qin Dynasty soldiers charged, fearless in the face of death, like a raging torrent.
Who were they? They were the invincible soldiers of the Qin Empire! As soldiers of the Qin Empire, they only advanced and never retreated.
After a few minutes, having suffered tens of thousands of casualties, the Qin Dynasty troops reached the foot of the city walls and began their assault. Some used brute force to demolish the walls, while others employed lightness skills to soar into the air.