The heavy shield soldiers changed their formation, moving in groups of twenty, interlocking their heavy shields to protect the front and above, shielding the siege soldiers beneath. They shouted out, "Hoo-ha!" as they advanced steadily under the drumming battle rhythm, braving the rain of arrows.
Behind the heavy shield formation, a large number of trebuchets followed closely, densely packed, appearing endless in the darkness. Zhao Sheng's deputy could not help but shiver with cold sweat; it must indeed be the Princess of Zhen herself. This time, Liu Hong of the Jin Army had deployed such a large scale of trebuchets, as if he was using his last reserves.
Arrows embedded themselves into the shields or into the muddy ground. When a shield soldier was struck down, a new soldier immediately took his place, each step paid with their lives to keep the trebuchets advancing closer, ensuring that the Qingxi Mountain Pass remained within their range.
