Chapter 290

"The smell of rotting animals, mixed with another scent!"

A sense of foreboding surfaced in Chu Qingluan's heart.

She walked out of the tent, and just then, a strong wind blew from the direction of Changancheng. Even though they were far away, her nostrils could still catch an indescribable odor!

"Where is that rotting smell coming from!"

"What are those Da Qian bastards doing now?"

"No, this smell seems to be drifting from the walls of Da Qian."

The Chu army soldiers also smelled this thick odor one after another and began to discuss it.

Liu Sanji was resting in the camp; when he smelled this odor, his face turned pale.

Having been a soldier for so many years, he was never afraid of open combat, but these underhanded methods made his heart jump.

A sense of foreboding suddenly surfaced in Chu Qingluan's mind.

A name flashed through her mind.

Gao Yang!

What kind of ghost is he playing at again?

A wave of unease surged in Chu Qingluan's heart.

But she could only force herself to remain calm; as the commander-in-chief of Great Chu, she must not panic!

After the army took a short rest.

Chu Qingluan suppressed the unease in her heart, drew the heavy blade at her waist, and once again issued the order to attack the city.

This was a war of attrition, meant to exhaust Changancheng's defensive measures.

However, this time, all the Rattan Armor soldiers had taken off their rattan armor and changed into standard armor.

In the face of fire attacks, the Rattan Armor army was no different from sending themselves to their deaths; they could not exert any combat effectiveness at all.

Clatter!

The Chu army organized their formation and once again surged toward Changancheng like a tide.

Their minds were filled with the beauties and gold and silver of Changancheng, and their eyes were filled with endless greed!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

For a time, the sounds of killing shook the heavens.

On the walls of Changancheng.

"Report!"

"The Chu army is attacking in full force!"

With the messenger's voice, Gao Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Finally here!"

"I've been waiting until the flowers withered!"

Gao Yang stepped forward quickly and looked at the dense, steel-like torrent of Chu soldiers ahead; his eyes were full of pleasant surprise.

"Fire attack first; give them a warning to dampen their spirit!"

Gao Yang's face was calm.

Bang, bang, bang!

As dense wine jars shattered and burning arrows rained down, Chu Qingluan watched from afar with disdain.

"Still want to use the same old trick? It felt great to burn you last time, but this time there are no Rattan Armor soldiers for you to burn!"

Chu Qingluan's expression was cold, her fists clenched!

Compared to last time, this Chu army was clearly prepared and had a certain level of psychological readiness.

Although the flames and arrows caused a certain amount of damage, they could not stop the Chu army's advance!

"Fifty paces!"

"Full draw!"

"Loose!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Following Gao Yang's voice, in almost an instant, these arrows broke through space with the force of thunder and enveloped the Chu army!

They were not burning arrows.

The Chu soldiers' eyes lit up, and relaxed smiles appeared on their faces.

Mere arrows were easy to deal with; they were wearing leather armor, and the penetration power of the arrows was average. As long as they didn't hit vital points like the heart, they could basically save their lives.

Liu Sanji was positioned in the middle and was not charging at the very front.

Years of war intuition told him that these few attacks would not go smoothly.

It seemed Da Qian still had a trump card!

This was just the calm before the storm!

On the walls of Changancheng.

A smile appeared on Gao Yang's face.

A person's fear deepens bit by bit, and the trump cards in one's hand are revealed one by one.

Now it was time to let Great Chu witness the power of chemistry!

"Switch to wine jars!"

"Load the quicklime!"

"Prepare the catapults!"

Gao Yang felt the wind direction today, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth!

This was a gift from chemistry!

The next second!

Bang, bang, bang!

A dense array of pottery jars, like a rainstorm, enveloped the entire battlefield!

"Hiss!"

"So much wine?"

"Again?"

Even though the Chu soldiers were prepared, when the dense pottery jars really came toward them, they couldn't help but panic!

The pottery jars shattered!

But inside was not wine, but white powder!

And with today's strong wind, this white powder began to permeate the entire battlefield!

"Hahaha!"

"Da Qian doesn't have those sharp weapons anymore!"

"Quick, follow me and charge!"

A burly Chu army general laughed loudly, raised his heavy blade, and roared.

His eyes were bloodshot; thinking of the previous burning, his heart was filled with endless killing intent as he charged toward Changancheng.

Damn it!

Must take this opportunity to hack these bastards to death!

But the next second, the white powder, aided by the strong wind, blew into the burly man's eyes.

His forward steps faltered, and almost the instant the white powder entered his eyes, a burning, stinging sensation hit him instantly!