A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Zhenbei City, on the south gate.

As shouts of battle rang out outside the city, a group of high-ranking officers of the city guards gathered at the south gate.

However, due to the thick fog outside the city today, the battlefield in the distance cannot be clearly seen.

However, from the sounds of fierce fighting between the two sides, the people on the city wall could imagine the brutality of the battlefield.

A burly captain with a protruding belly looked in the direction from which the sounds of battle were coming, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Then, the captain with the large belly put away the mockery on his face, but his eyes were still full of amusement. He looked at the other captains around him and asked in a low voice.

"Two thousand against nearly twenty thousand enemy troops, do you think Zhao Daxuan can hold out?"

Upon hearing General Belly's words, Chu Hanchuan spoke coldly.

"Lieutenant, you're asking the wrong question. You should be asking how much longer Zhao Daxuan can hold out!"

"Zhao Daxuan overestimated himself and his stationing outside the city made him a thorn in the side of the Tartar army."

"To think that two thousand new recruits can withstand an army of twenty thousand Tartars is utterly delusional! I predict they will be slaughtered within half an hour!"

Wei Feng, with his protruding belly, patted his stomach and nodded in agreement.

"That makes sense. We'll see how many Tartar troops Zhao Daxuan can deplete!"

"Hopefully they can kill more, then when Zhao Daxuan is defeated, that will be our moment to strike! Hahahaha..."

As Wei Feng finished speaking, the other captains also revealed a meaningful smile.

It's impossible to send them to fight against the Tartar army at its peak. The only option is to avoid their sharp edge, look for opportunities, and wait for them to tire themselves out.

Footsteps sounded behind the captains, and Yue Zhenyuan, along with several fully armed guards, hurriedly climbed onto the city gate.

"How is the situation?"

Yue Zhenyuan walked to the edge of the city wall, looked towards the battlefield, and spoke in a deep voice.

Leng Wuye walked behind Yue Zhenyuan and said calmly, "The two sides have been fighting for a quarter of an hour, but the fog has not completely dissipated, and the situation is unclear."

Yue Zhenyuan frowned, glanced at the sky, and spoke again.

"Judging from the weather, the fog should start to dissipate in another quarter of an hour. Let the army prepare to attack."

Upon hearing this, Wei Feng, standing to the side, spoke up anxiously, "General, isn't it too early? Let's wait until the fog completely dissipates and assess the situation before launching an attack!"

As soon as Wei Feng finished speaking, Chu Hanchuan chimed in agreement.

"General, I think the Commandant of the Guards is right. We should be cautious at this time and not attack rashly. Let's wait until the fog completely clears and the situation becomes clear before we make our move."

The other captains, though silent, all nodded repeatedly.

Yue Zhenyuan frowned slightly, looking at the captains in front of him with a sullen face, and was immediately displeased.

"We agreed on a pincer attack from both inside and outside, but Zhao Daxuan is currently engaged in fierce fighting outside the city, while you are cowering here. What is the meaning of this?!"

The captains exchanged glances, and Wei Feng forced himself to speak.

"General, you can't say that. There are only two thousand new recruits and tens of thousands of civilians outside the city, but there are tens of thousands of city guards and hundreds of thousands of civilians inside the city!"

Leng Wuye, standing behind Yue Zhenyuan, also spoke softly to offer his advice.

"General, do not be anxious. Our army is the last bastion of Zhenbei City, and we must not lose it. As soon as the right opportunity arises, our army will definitely launch a full-scale attack!"

Seeing that several captains in the camp, who were known for their outstanding abilities, all shared the same attitude, Yue Zhenyuan fell silent.

He couldn't help but reconsider his decision to immediately leave the city and engage in battle.

Seeing Yue Zhenyuan deep in thought, Wei Feng gave a wink to the other captains, who then surrounded Yue Zhenyuan and tried to persuade him.

Yue Zhenyuan was annoyed by their words, so he waved his hand, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, let's just wait and see!"

After saying that, he turned and walked into the high platform of the city tower, where he sat upright without saying a word, staring intently at the direction of the battlefield.

The other captains also went up to the high platform of the city wall, pulled up chairs, and observed together.

As the battle progressed, the fog gradually dissipated, and everyone was able to see the situation on the battlefield more clearly.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, but the Tartar army had still not breached the Wangbei Village camp.

The people inside the high platform of the city tower looked at the twenty raging fires on the battlefield, their mouths slightly open, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

I had heard in the past few days that some special mechanisms were being installed around the Wangbei Village camp, but I never expected them to be so powerful.

Judging from the scene, at least a thousand people must have been killed when these mechanisms were activated.

At this moment, the Tartar auxiliary troops and Zhao Daxuan's sword and shield soldiers were locked in a tight stalemate.

Although the auxiliary troops outnumbered the swordsmen and shieldmen several times over, they were unable to break through for a long time. Just when the battle reached its climax, a horn sounded on the battlefield.

Then the Tartar cavalry appeared, with thousands of cavalrymen divided into more than a dozen teams, fiercely advancing towards the Wangbei Village camp.

Just as the Tartar cavalry were halfway through their charge, another scene unfolded on the battlefield that made the pupils of everyone on the city tower shrink in shock.

Outside the Wangbei Village camp, ten clouds of blood mist suddenly erupted, with severed limbs and fragments flying everywhere.

The Tatar cavalry who rushed into the blood mist didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly torn into blood mist and bits of flesh that flew in all directions.

The soldiers on the city wall widened their eyes in surprise and exclaimed.

"What the hell is that?! It's terrifying!"

Unlike the [Steam Dragon Sprayer] incident, which was obscured by fog and therefore not clearly visible, this scene didn't evoke as much of a reaction.

But at this moment, the scene of the mechanical barricades being activated and annihilating the Tartar cavalry was clearly visible, and the impact of the explosion of a large cloud of blood mist was even stronger!

Yue Zhenyuan couldn't help but stand up, his breath catching in his throat for a moment as he stared intently at the ten spots of blood mist.

"What...what is this? Do you know?"

Yue Zhenyuan asked the other captains urgently.

The captains were completely blank-minded and it took them a long time to come to their senses.

Chu Hanchuan had been closely monitoring Zhao Daxuan and happened to know about this mechanism. He spoke with a complicated expression.

"General, as far as I know, this mechanism should be something like a [steam-powered chevaux-de-frise]."

"I initially thought it was just a gimmick, but I never expected it to be so powerful!"

Wei Feng's eyes flickered, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"I never imagined Zhao Daxuan possessed such a miraculous weapon, yet he didn't report it. Otherwise, if such a weapon had been widely deployed in the army, I wonder how many casualties my troops could have been saved!"

Several captains nodded in agreement.

"That's definitely not right. And that arson mechanism—it could have been shared too!"

"By the way, Commandant Chu, do you know where these mechanisms come from?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Hanchuan nodded, "I know, these mechanisms were all made by Zhao Daxuan in collaboration with Bailianfang."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all fell silent, lowering their heads to ponder how to obtain the same mechanism from the Hundred Refinements Workshop after the battle.

Chu Hanchuan observed everyone's reactions and sneered inwardly. He had already contacted the blacksmiths at Bailian Workshop to help forge two sets of Zhao Daxuan's mechanisms.

Originally, it was just a casual instruction, but now that he has seen how powerful it is, he has become much more serious about it.

As for the source of the hidden mechanism, Chu Hanchuan did not want to.

However, when it was being transported out of the city, a large number of soldiers saw that it was the people from Bailianfang who helped with the transportation and installation.

Even if we don't say it, they'll find out when they ask later, so it's better to say it now and do them a favor.

"Look! The Tartar cavalry has broken through Zhao Daxuan's defenses!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned solemn as they looked towards the battlefield. Had the defensive line finally been breached?