When dawn broke on the second day, dark clouds loomed over the city. The Allied Army had gathered early, all the Feudal Lords aware of the significance of today's battle. They began to motivate their soldiers, calling for them to fight with the courage of the desperate. Some even offered heavy Gold rewards, promising a thousand taels of Gold and a promotion of three ranks to the first person who breached the city walls.
All the soldiers' eyes gleamed with avarice, the stretching city walls before them now symbolizing Gold and official hats. The bulging veins on their temples revealed just how turbulent their hearts were at that moment.
As the drums sounded, the great battle unfolded. The soldiers, as though injected with adrenaline, rushed madly towards the city walls. The trebuchets hurled giant boulders at the walls, coordinating with the soldiers' assault.
