Chen Wansong and Wang He wore solemn expressions, silent and composed.
"Kill!"
Shouts of battle rang out as the iron hooks at the top of the cloud ladder latched onto the parapet, and a large number of soldiers from the Da Liang army, clad in iron armor and wielding weapons, climbed the cloud ladder.
The soldiers of Da Rong on the city wall began to throw down logs and rolling stones, pouring down hot oil and boiling gold liquid.
In the blink of an eye, the sounds of battle cries and screams echoed through the sky.
Before the Da Liang soldiers could even rush up the city walls, they were either struck down by logs and stones or drenched in hot oil and gold liquid.
Under the great banner, Emperor Tianwu watched as those soldiers met such a tragic fate, furrowing his brows tightly.
The walls of the Capital City were tall, and the defenses well-equipped, making it difficult to breach them using conventional methods.
