"At least it will take another half a month," Yue Cheng immediately replied.
"Half a month."
"Can Yuyang hold on?" Qing Qin sighed inwardly.
At this moment!
"Shangjiangjun."
"The Qin Army seems to be preparing to release arrows."
An observing commander reported loudly.
"As expected, it is still the Qin Army's usual tactic."
"In a siege battle, the arrow storm comes first."
"Send the order down, defend against the arrows," Qing Qin shouted loudly.
Regarding the arrows from Qin, besides preparing to defend, he had no other means.
After all, under the barrage of arrows, nearly half of the city was covered.
"Kill!"
Zhao Feng drew his sword, pointed at Yuyang City, and shouted.
"Wind, wind, wind."
"Strong wind."
Nearly 300,000 Qin soldiers shouted in unison.
Under the shouts of the wind.
The Qin archers lined in front of the city drew their bows and set their arrows.
Countless arrow rains were released towards the city.
