Woo~
The desolate sound of the bugle horn spread across the entire battlefield. The Yan army, who were braving the arrow rain and stone projectiles to desperately charge at Hanhai Pass Wall, suddenly retreated as if granted a general amnesty.
As for the few trebuchets and siege towers that were pushed to the frontline with great difficulty, they naturally abandoned them and watched as they were smashed to pieces by the rain of stone bullets.
Although the cannons arranged on the city wall had ceased their attack, for these soldiers of the Yan army, the battle they had just endured was a nightmarish horror.
Even if they could make it back alive, they would be haunted by this nightmare for the rest of their lives!
Truly terrifying.
Within two miles in front of Hanhai Pass, countless bodies of the Yan army lay, many dismembered; the deep red blood had soaked the soil, promising lush green grass next year.
