Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1119

The snow beneath Yanmen Pass had long since been stained dark red by blood. Sticky drops of blood, mixed with melted snow, formed winding streams on the ground, flowing down through the cracks in the city walls and congealing into dark red crusts of ice at their bases. The Northern Di Khan, Agula, rode a towering, snow-white horse, its back covered with a thick wolfskin mat. He wore a black sable fur coat, a jewel-encrusted scimitar slung at his waist. He stared fiercely at the crumbling defenders on the city walls, a cruel smile curling his lips.

"Keep attacking! Tear down Yanmen Pass for this Khan!" Agula brandished his whip, his voice thunderous and imbued with undeniable authority. The Northern Di soldiers behind him roared deafeningly, pushing dozens of massive battering rams towards the gates of Yanmen Pass.

The battering ram was made from a single, century-old pine log, its top covered in thick iron sheets and studded with dense spikes, gleaming coldly in the sunlight. A dozen Northern Di soldiers worked together to push the ram, each impact sending a resounding boom through the city gate, shattering the wooden planks and sending sawdust flying.

On the city wall, defending General Zhou Wu struggled to his feet, leaning on a broken sword. His armor was covered in scars, and a feathered arrow lodged in his left arm. Blood flowed down the shaft, staining half his body red. His face was as pale as paper, his lips chapped, but his eyes still burned with an unyielding fire.

"General, please go down and rest. We are here for you!" Chen San, a personal soldier beside Zhou Wu, supported him and said with a choked voice. Chen San's face was also covered with bruises, and his forehead was wrapped in a thick cloth. Blood seeped from under the cloth, staining his eyebrows and eyes red.

Zhou Wu shook his head, coughed up a mouthful of blood-stained saliva, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't leave... Yanmen Pass... can't be lost..." He paused, his eyes sweeping over the soldiers around him. Most of them were exhausted, some were seriously wounded, and some couldn't even hold their weapons. But they still held their ground on the city wall, their eyes fixed firmly on the Northern Di soldiers below.

"Brothers," Zhou Wu's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. "The Northern Di barbarians want to break through our Yanmen Pass and slaughter our compatriots! We are the soldiers of Dayan, the defenders of the northern border! Even if we die, we will die on the city wall. We must not let them advance a single step!"

"We will defend Yanmen Pass to the death!" the soldiers shouted in unison. Although their voices were weak, they revealed a determination to face death. They picked up the rolling stones and battering rams nearby and threw them at the Beidi soldiers below the city.

The rolling stones and battering rams fell like hail, hitting the Northern Di soldiers with crackling sounds and shrill screams. But the Northern Di soldiers rushed towards the city wall like crazy, one after another, without any intention of retreating.

"Hahaha, Zhou Wu, stop resisting!" Agula, who was standing below the city, saw the tragic scene on the tower and shouted with wild laughter, "Your soldiers are almost broken, and your Yanmen Pass is about to be breached! Surrender quickly, and this Khan can spare your body and prevent you from being torn to pieces!"

Zhou Wu trembled with rage at Agula's cries. He yanked the arrow from his left arm, blood gushing out instantly. He seemed oblivious to the pain, staring intently at Agula below the city walls, roaring, "We, the soldiers of Great Yan, would rather die than surrender! Agula, don't be so foolish! Even if it means fighting to the last drop of my blood, I will drag you down with me!"

After saying this, Zhou Wu picked up a powerful crossbow, put an arrow on the string, and aimed at Agula below the city. However, his arm was shaking from excessive blood loss, and the arrow deviated from its target after it was shot, brushing past Agula's horse and pinning it to the ground.

Seeing this, Agula laughed even more wildly: "Zhou Wu, you are already at the end of your strength, and you still want to kill me? You really overestimate your own abilities!" He waved his hand, "My men, work harder! As long as we break through Yanmen Pass, the gold, silver, treasures, food and women inside will all be yours!"

A generous reward always attracts brave men. The morale of the Northern Di soldiers soared, and they rushed towards the tower like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. Soon, several Northern Di soldiers climbed the tower using siege ladders and engaged in a fierce battle with the defenders.

The battle on the city walls intensified. Soldiers slashed with swords, hammered with fists, and bit with teeth, determined to pull their enemies down with them, even with their last breath. King Wu of Zhou personally took to the battlefield, brandishing his broken sword, slashing one Northern Di soldier after another. But the Northern Di soldiers grew in number, and the defenders on the city walls dwindled. The battering ram had also ripped a huge hole in the city wall, and Yanmen Pass was on the verge of falling.

Zhou Wu closed his eyes in despair, a feeling of powerlessness welling up in his heart. He thought of his wife and children at home, the people of the northern border, and the instructions given by His Majesty. Was he really going to disappoint everyone and let Yanmen Pass fall into the hands of the northern barbarians?

At that moment, a burst of rapid horse hooves sounded in the distance, rolling in like thunder. Zhou Wu suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw smoke and dust billowing on the distant skyline. A large flag with the word "Shen" fluttered in the wind, like a black cloud, galloping towards Yanmen Pass.

"It's reinforcements! Reinforcements have arrived!" A soldier on the city wall was the first to react and shouted excitedly.

"Reinforcements are here! We are saved!" The other soldiers also cheered. Their tired eyes instantly became bright. They seemed to be full of strength again. They picked up their weapons and launched a counterattack against the Beidi soldiers under the city.

Zhou Wu was also trembling with excitement. He held onto the battlement and looked at the "Shen" flag that was getting closer and closer, tears of excitement streaming down his eyes. He knew that the savior had come and Yanmen Pass was saved!

Agula, standing below the city, heard the cheers and his expression instantly darkened. He turned sharply, and when he saw the galloping army and the large banner bearing the Chinese character "Shen," a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by anger. He hadn't expected the Great Yan Dynasty to send reinforcements, and arrive so quickly.

"Who is so bold as to ruin this Khan's good deeds!" Agula said gritting his teeth.

Soon, the reinforcements arrived at Yanmen Pass. The leading general reined in his horse and stopped not far from Agula. This man was Shen Ce, still wearing his black iron armor. His face was obscured by his helmet, revealing only a pair of sharp, eagle-like eyes. He stared at Agula coldly, with a chilling chill.