System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Although Zhang Xiu, Zhao Yun and others took over during shift changes, Xu Rong was under relatively greater pressure.

"Haha, forget it."

Dong Yu waved his hand and refused decisively.

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"General, it's bad, the catapult is broken!"

"General, there's a crack on the crossbow mechanism!"

At this moment, several soldiers operating the equipment brought bad news.

Any device has a lifespan, and after so many days of use, these devices are already on the verge of collapse.

It is not surprising that it is damaged now.

"Damn it! This will greatly increase the enemy's offensive power."

Xu Rong frowned and gritted his teeth angrily.

"Don't panic, isn't this expected?"

"Disgust them for a while longer."

Dong Yu patted Xu Rong's shoulder and comforted him.

"Ah."

Xu Rong nodded.

As the siege equipment was damaged one after another, the pressure on the defense suddenly reached its peak.

Soldiers could only use arrows to harass and slow down the enemy's attack.

However, the arrows had limited lethality. Without those weapons with amazing lethality, the Xianbei people broke through several layers of deer horns in one day and finally reached the wall of Yong'an.

Fortunately, the Hu people were not good at attacking cities. Otherwise, in the absence of defensive equipment, if a fierce man like Sun Jian were to attack, the city would have been breached by the enemy long ago.

"kill!!"

Shouts and cries of killing came from outside the city, and the Xianbei people who had paved the way carried ladders and launched an attack on the walls of Yong'an.

"Wow, it's this kind of ladder..."

Xu Rong's eyelids twitched slightly, and he felt like he was fighting a group of primitive people.

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't this the right ladder?"

Dong Yu asked curiously.

"Brother, this ladder...wasn't used in the pre-Qin period."

"It seems our predictions were correct. Although they have craftsmen, they are not knowledgeable about military affairs."

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to face people in the future."

Xu Rong explained with a wry smile, then felt a little annoyed.

If the city is breached by such a group of guys, I am afraid I will be disgraced in the future.

You know, he was the one who beat up Cao Cao during his Charmander period, and also beat up Xu Rong during his Sun Menghu period.

"I've wronged you."

Dong Yu hugged him sympathetically.

If the city is fully equipped with equipment and sufficient supplies, Xu Rong is confident that he can stop this so-called army of tens of thousands with less than 10,000 people.

Ten days had passed since the Xianbei people launched a large-scale attack on the city.

Ten days of resistance resulted in the Xianbei people's low morale and rising negative emotions.

However, as the enemy continued to attack the city gate with battering rams and climb the city wall with ladders.

The defensive pressure on the defenders also increased sharply.

This is not a good thing for Dong Jun who is planning to have a decisive battle in the city.

We can't continue defending. If we continue, the soldiers' health will start to decline.

"Brother, we can't hold on any longer."

Xu Rong looked at the exhausted arrows, stones and other city defense supplies and reminded Dong Yu.

"All officers, listen up! Gather down to the city and follow yesterday's deployment to prepare for a decisive battle with the enemy!"

Hearing this, Dong Yu nodded slightly, then turned to Zhao Yun, Zhang Xiu, Zhang Liao and Xu Huang who had just escorted the grain.

"The last general takes command!"

The four generals bowed in response at the same time, and then followed Dong Yu down the city wall.

"Xiyuan Army soldiers, listen up! Hold on for another quarter of an hour."

"Send the great gifts prepared for the Xianbei people to them!"

Xu Rong raised his sword high and shouted loudly.

Following Xu Rong's order, thousands of Xiyuan Army soldiers immediately threw large jars towards the city.

The Xianbei people who were climbing the ladder were hit by a jar. After a moment of dizziness, they let out a shrill scream.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with a foul stench!

"what!!!"

“It’s shit!!”

"Save me, water, save me!"

"Damn it, it's shit!!"

"vomit!!"

The scalding golden juice caught them off guard.

Defending a city with gold juice was not uncommon in ancient times.

The stench plus the burns, and then the bacteria, the triple damage of mental damage, physical damage and magical damage, can be said to be very lethal and insulting.