Joao quickly turned around to look, only to see twenty or thirty people holding clay pots, running towards him.
Luoyang's eyes lit up, and he quickly ordered, "Aim those ladders, smash them!"
The squad leader responded once, looking back at the dozens of guards behind him.
"Target the ladders, throw all the pine resin oil!"
Neat responses sounded.
"Yes!"
The squad leader's eyes looked forward.
There, a soldier from the Three Great Estates wearing chain armor, was climbing towards the top of the city wall, using both hands and feet, with a shield in his left hand.
The chain armor on his body, coupled with the arrows embedded in the shield.
Almost blocking all damage!
With a strong force of his arms, he let out a shout, and the dozens of pounds heavy clay pot flew out of his hand.
Falling from above, it smashed heavily on the shield of the soldier in chain armor.
Clatter!
The already brittle clay pot instantly shattered.
