"Yes."
A general smiled as he went to deliver the message.
...
"4028."
While Wanyan Xiaji was scanning the Wei Army with the Thousand-Mile Mirror, Chen Mo was also holding his mirror. With the help of the system, he immediately spotted Wanyan Xiaji; the number 4028 on his forehead was so conspicuous, his strength superior even to Lu Sheng who was not using the Soul Devouring Array.
Of course, Chen Mo didn’t know the person was Wanyan Xiaji, but judging from the displayed strength, he speculated internally whether it was Wanyan Xiaji or Tuoba Hui, or another Divine Transformation Realm martial artist.
"Bring Qiu Chi here and have him identify the people on the city wall," Chen Mo said to Sun Meng.
Qiu Chi was a mid-level general from the Jin Xia defectors Chen Mo had captured earlier, a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist.
Soon, Qiu Chi was brought up.
Chen Mo handed him the Thousand-Mile Mirror to identify them.
Through Qiu Chi’s explanation, Chen Mo learned that it was indeed Wanyan Xiaji, accompanied by two members of the Tuoba Imperial Family, whose names and realms were unknown to him.
Yet in Chen Mo’s eyes, there were no secrets.
The two members from the Tuoba Imperial Family were both Fourth-Grade.
Additionally, beside Wanyan Xiaji, there was a Third-Grade martial artist, although Qiu Chi felt unfamiliar with this person.
"Jin Xia has quite a few strong fighters," Chen Mo murmured to himself.
Now there’s just the uncertainty of hidden strength.
But this wouldn’t deter Chen Mo from sieging the city.
"Sound the horn, commence the assault!" Chen Mo commanded.
"Yes."
"Whoo, whoo, whoo..."
The sharp and long horn sound resonated.
The infantry, holding heavy shields, steadily advanced, followed by artillerymen pulling the Red Coat Cannon.
"Grand General, the Wei Army has started their assault," the Deputy General put down the Thousand-Mile Mirror and said.
"Quickly have the soldiers crouch and cover their heads to find a place to hide." The last defeat taught Wanyan Xiaji some lessons, understanding how to minimize casualties.
"Yes."
...
Shield Soldiers stopped at the range of the Red Coat Cannon.
Over a hundred Red Coat Cannons uniformly aimed at Jinshuang City.
The gunners adjusted the angles, everything ready.
"Is that what the Wei Army uses to fire their Strange Thunder?"
On Jinshuang City’s battlements, generals and staff officers were bustling with discussions; it was their first time seeing the true nature of "Strange Thunder."
"The Strange Thunder of the Wei Army seems to be two different kinds," someone who knew some details said.
"Cover your ears and have Master Yue follow my command," Wanyan Xiaji’s voice dropped.
On the Wei Army’s side, Chen Mo loudly commanded, "Fire the cannons!"
"Boom!"
The first cannon was fired.
After confirming the target angle was correct.
"Boom, boom, boom—"
Over a hundred Red Coat Cannons equipped with Flower Bullets fired simultaneously.
A hundred explosive sounds burst on Jinshuang City’s walls.
The noise was like Celestial Thunder, reverberating over several miles; the entire Jinshuang City heard its sound, with tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians turning their heads.
Within the catapult camp in the city, differing from the fearful expressions of nearby soldiers, Yue Puzi showed an excited look.
"Strange Thunder, the Wei Army’s Strange Thunder is finally fired."
"The defeat of the Wei Army this time must prompt General Xia Ji to find a way to seize a piece of the Wei Army’s Strange Thunder equipment."
Yue Puzi’s eyes sparked with a strong zeal for exploration.
Along the wall, the situation was dire as the Wei Army’s Strange Thunder blasted holes, dust billowing, debris flying, and some who couldn’t dodge were mangled on the spot.
"Such formidable Strange Thunder!"
A Jin Xia general looked distressed; just now, a Strange Thunder exploded near him, even Innate Spiritual Qi couldn’t block it, but fortunately, he reacted timely, sustaining only minor injuries.
If it had detonated right underfoot, it would surely result in serious injury if not death.
No wonder the Eastern Army suffered a crushing defeat last time.
The Wei Army’s Strange Thunder is so strong.
It’s impossible for flesh and blood to withstand.
Suddenly he began to worry.
With such fierce attacks from the Wei Army, could Jinshuang City be defended?
Not only was he thinking this, but the other generals and staff officers were thinking the same and all turned their gaze to Wanyan Xiaji.
Wanyan Xiaji furrowed his brow; the morale was already decreasing, and it had just begun.
"The Wei Army attacked."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Under the cover of cannon fire, the Wei Army began advancing.
"Two hundred paces."
"One hundred and fifty paces."
"..."
Wanyan Xiaji began to silently count in his mind, then, as the Wei Army’s infantry reached the range of the catapults, he shouted, "Release!"
Soon.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Sounds of projectiles hurled through the air from behind Wanyan Xiaji, exploding outside the city like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
Instantly, several charging Wei soldiers were injured by the imitation Strange Thunder, writhing on the ground in agony.
However, compared to the Wei Army’s, at this moment, its power was vastly inferior.
The Strange Thunder of the Wei Army could blow a person to pieces, with gore everywhere.
Whereas the Jin Xia imitations could only cause simple casualties, with a small blast radius, and many "duds" were present.
Despite this, it startled the Wei Army.
"Jin Xia also has... Strange Thunder?" Zhao Liang was dumbfounded.
"Where did Jin Xia get explosives?" Sun Meng murmured.
Chen Mo furrowed his brow.
It seemed he underestimated others.
Unexpectedly, someone from Jin Xia managed to replicate explosives he had developed.
But once the bow is drawn, the arrow cannot be undone.
Jin Xia’s imitated explosives had limited power.
Chen Mo looked at Zhao Liang: "Deploy all Xianzhen Guards, we must take Jinshuang City."
Simultaneously, Chen Mo ordered the catapults to load pottery bombs; he wanted the pottery bombs and Red Coat Cannons to blast Jinshuang City together.
Chen Mo refused to believe the city wouldn’t fall.
"Yiren, it’s your turn now, no more hiding," Chen Mo said.
Nalan Yiren nodded, calling out her two Poisonous Bees, after a few chattering exchanges.
The two Poisonous Bees flew into the forest.
Before long, numerous black spots flew out from both sides of the forest, obscuring the sky.
It was a Poison Bee Army.
Only the deafening cannon sounds overshadowed the buzzing of the poison bees, otherwise, the scene would be absolutely shocking combined with the sound.
Upon entering Jin Xia, Nalan Yiren wasn’t idle.
She had tamed all the poison bees along the mountains and forests during her journey, never used before, but today they finally served their purpose.
Under Nalan Yiren’s command, the two Poisonous Bees led this army of poison bees, flying toward Jinshuang City.
These poison bees might not be lethal to martial artists.
But to ordinary people, they are a nightmare.
And regardless of whether it’s the Wei Army or Jin Xia Army, ninety-nine percent of the military consists of ordinary people.
On Jinshuang City’s walls, everyone watching the flying mass of bees felt astonished.
"What is that?"
"Not good, it’s poison bees, why so many?"
"Poison bees are flying towards us."
Once realizing, heads tingled with apprehension; these poison bees originated from Jin Xia’s territory, surely someone recognized them, but they typically saw only dozens or hundreds.
However, the poison bees visible now.
Far exceeded those numbers.
There must be tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands.
"Hmm? It’s not coming towards us?"
Everyone realized the poison bee army flew over them and headed into the city.
Wanyan Xiaji’s expression changed: "Not good."
What Wanyan Xiaji feared occurred.
The two Poisonous Bees hidden within the poison bee army directly led them, heading toward the catapult camp in the city, aggressively attacking the camp personnel.
The Jin Xia soldiers in the camp scrambled, the screams rising and falling.
Outside the city, Chen Mo saw the bombs from the camp cease launching.
He immediately ordered, "Advance all troops."
After speaking, Chen Mo led the charge towards Jinshuang City.
Nalan Yiren closely followed.
Yu Zhu and Sun Meng hurriedly keeping pace with the Imperial Guard.
The cannons remained active, flying over Chen Mo and his charges, continuously bombarding the walls.
"Open it for me."
Soon, Chen Mo arrived below the walls, leapt from his horse, and sprinted towards the city gate.