Just as Zhao Feng had thought.
If the city gates could not be breached, the Daqin Elite Soldiers would be unable to break into the city, rendering this battle a tense standoff.
It appeared the city gates had been sealed by the Han Army inside. Even with the Siege Hammer, they simply could not be opened. Despite the cracks marring their surface, the gates remained incredibly solid. The battlements, meanwhile, were heavily defended by the Han Army. Even with more than eighty thousand Han Soldiers, no amount of fearsome Qin arrow volleys could annihilate them entirely.
"Why haven't the gates been breached yet?" Liu Wu stood before the city, shielding himself from a hail of arrows while shouting at the Sharp Warriors charging the gate.
"Capital Commandant," a terrified Commander of a Hundred shouted, "the gate has been cast with molten iron, and it seems they've added supports inside. We've rammed it hundreds of times without breaking through!"
