"Good!" Sweaty and bare-chested, the Chen State soldier worked with nimble hands and feet, loading heavy stone projectiles one by one into the catapult's sling.
As soon as loading was complete, he straightened up and roared at the top of his lungs.
Scarcely had his voice died away when another bare-chested soldier nearby sprang into action at the sound. Built like an iron tower, he stood rock-solid beneath the catapult, gripping a massive iron hammer with both hands, raised it high, and hurled all his strength into slamming it against the catapult's trigger.
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