Since both parties have already set the agreement, Xiang Yu was no longer worried. The next day he led 400,000 troops to Hangu Pass.
However, this time Hangu Pass was completely different from when the gates were wide open before. The entire gate was tightly shut. Moreover, on the city walls, the people didn't see their familiar archers and crossbows; instead, strange black thick tubes protruded from the battlements, pointing straight to the ground, and behind these thick tubes stood something like a large shield, looking particularly bizarre.
In addition to this, there were flags fluttering in the wind on the city head.
"It's indeed a flag without words; it seems that the other side really intends to hold their ground here."
Seeing this, Fan Zeng also stretched out his hand to touch his beard, then commented in a low voice. Hearing Fan Zeng's comment, Xiang Yu slightly frowned, remaining silent.
