In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

Under the sunlight, Ule's silver longsword gleamed with a cold light, his gaze excited and sharp, as if trying to pierce through the yellowed high-walled city ahead.

He took a deep breath and then shouted with all his might, "First, second, and third Macedonian formations, follow me and attack!!" His voice echoed across the battlefield like thunder, inspiring the hearts of every soldier.

As Ule gave the order, the dull sound of war drums and the stirring sound of horns rang out simultaneously, as if the whole world was shaken by the sound.

The strong drumbeats, like a heartbeat, stirred people's blood; the high-pitched bugle calls, like a powerful force, ignited the soldiers' fighting spirit to the extreme.

To the accompaniment of this stirring melody, three formations of a thousand men each marched with synchronized and powerful strides, steadily advancing towards Loulan City. Their footsteps thundered, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Each phalanx was tightly packed together, forming an impregnable wall of steel. Shield bearers were in front, spearmen behind, and archers on both sides, ready to fire at any moment.

Ule, riding a tall, black warhorse, charged ahead at the forefront. His silver longsword flashed, whistling through the air.

Under Ull's leadership, the Macedonian army swept towards Loulan like a surging torrent.

This massive commotion naturally attracted the attention of the Loulan garrison, and the previously somewhat lax garrison instantly gripped their long spears tightly.

The city's commander, Shama, looked solemnly at the well-organized and well-equipped army that was approaching from not far away.

He reached out and pulled the adjutant beside him close, saying sternly:

"Quickly inform the High Priest! Immediately dispatch the garrison to reinforce us!"

"Yes, it's the general."

The lieutenant, whose helmet was still askew, felt a little nervous looking at his serious commander and hurriedly ran down the city wall to report to the high priest.

Sama, on the other hand, issued orders in an orderly manner. Although there were only a thousand defenders on the city wall, Sama did not lose his composure. The enemy's numerical advantage would be greatly reduced in the siege.

Judging from the enemy's numbers, there should be around three thousand. If they receive reinforcements and rely on the high city walls, even if the enemy is well-equipped, they should be forced to retreat without achieving anything!

"Prepare the bows and arrows! Fire!"

Although the garrison of Loulan had not experienced real battles and killings for a long time, they still possessed the ability to carry out orders from their commander.

When they saw the Macedonian phalanx closing in, they acted quickly, picked up their bows and arrows, and prepared to attack the enemy.

Arrows rained down from the city walls onto the advancing Macedonian phalanx. These arrows carried the anger and determination of the defenders as they flew toward the enemy lines.

However, the moment the arrows were released, the Macedonian soldiers, under their commander's orders, had already erected tall, square shields and placed them at an angle. These shields formed a sturdy defensive line, effectively blocking the arrow attack.

Most of the arrows struck the tilted shields, failing to penetrate the defenses and offering little chance of harming the soldiers.

Only a very few lucky arrows managed to pierce the gaps between the shields and strike some unfortunate soldiers.

However, such a situation is very rare and not enough to have a substantial impact on the entire formation.

Nevertheless, the defenders of Loulan did not give up. They continued to fire arrows, trying to find the enemy's weaknesses and put pressure on them.

The Macedonian phalanx continued its steady advance, gradually approaching the city walls.

Seeing that the enemy army had already reached the city gates with their heavy shields, Shama could only order his soldiers to keep firing arrows to harass them.

At this moment, Ule had already led the first formation to the city gate.

Looking at the tall wooden city gate in front of him, Ule immediately ordered a squad of soldiers to start digging the sand at the corner of the gate, while the rest of the soldiers were responsible for setting up shields for cover.

As a long pit was dug at one corner of the city gate, Ule ordered his men to fill it with jars containing specially made kerosene, which then began to burn fiercely when lit with a flaming torch.

On the other side, Ule sent out a square formation to feign an attack on the city wall to draw the attention of the defenders on the wall.

Half an hour later, a hole more than a meter wide had been burned into one corner of the city gate.

Macedonian soldiers then erected heavy shields and began pouring into the city through the large hole.

Although there were three hundred guards at the city gate, they were no match for the elite Macedonian army.

With lax military equipment and a weak garrison, the city gates were quickly breached.

As the city gates opened, the three Macedonian phalanxes began to disperse and advance into the city, where they encountered the thousand Loulan defenders who had come to reinforce them.

A ferocious smile appeared on Ule's stubble-covered face as he raised his silver longsword high!

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

The thousand Loulan defenders were like weak sheep before the three thousand Macedonian elites, with almost no power to fight back. Even if Shama led the city wall defenders down to support them, Loulan's defeat was inevitable.

At this moment, outside Loulan City, Commander Keith of the Tenth Battle Legion stood on high ground, his expression cold and stern, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's as he surveyed the battlefield ahead. He gripped his riding whip tightly, preparing to lead the remaining two Macedonian phalanxes into Loulan City. However, just then, Keith suddenly felt a strange tremor beneath his feet, as if an earthworm were turning over. A chill ran through him; he immediately realized danger was imminent.

Case turned sharply, his gaze piercing through the layers of sand and dust, looking into the distance. A hint of surprise and wariness flashed in his eyes.

In the distance, sand and dust swirled and danced, obscuring the sun, as if a sandstorm was sweeping in!

On the horizon, a massive cavalry force was charging toward them at an astonishing speed.

The soldiers and warhorses of this army were completely covered in heavy armor, with only pairs of cold and ruthless eyes showing, like an unstoppable torrent of steel.

Amidst the swirling sand and dust, one could vaguely see black dragon banners embroidered with the Qin Dynasty fluttering in the wind...

P.S.: I, Grey Wolf, am back, family! Although I'm still in the "black room" (a term for being in the dark or restricted area), I'm resuming normal updates, and this time I'll definitely be out of the "black room"!!