On the city walls of Zishui City, the Qi Army had long been standing in strict formation, ready for battle.
Arrows rained down like locusts from the ramparts, while rolling stones and tumbling logs crashed continuously. Scalding oil, heated to a boil, was repeatedly poured over the edges. Time and time again, the assaults of the Yue Armor Army were beaten back.
Standing at the front of the formation, Grand General Wu Zhong of the Yue State watched his soldiers fall one by one, the fury in his heart burning ever more fiercely.
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