Lin Tian no longer remembered how many people he had killed, only that a dense carpet of corpses lay at his feet.
Such a sight would undoubtedly inspire immense terror in anyone else.
Even the numerous Yan cavalry could not help but feel fear at this moment.
"Hiss! Isn't this Lin Tian of Qin too terrifying? Who can compare to his combat prowess!"
"No wonder they call him the Sword God of Qin. The sword in his hand is a true killing weapon; he slays without any sign of fatigue."
"What's most frightening is his stamina. He's been fighting for so long and still holds the city gate. Our men haven't managed to break into Yanmen yet!"
The Yan cavalry had charged numerous times in their attempt to breach Yanmen.
Yet, despite their efforts, they were still held at bay by Lin Tian outside the city gate, with no opportunity to enter.
Lin Tian stood there, appearing more formidable than the city walls themselves.
And yet, he was an obstacle they had to overcome.
This made Crown Prince Dan unable to help but take a deep breath, then issue an order:
"Send all the soldiers. Use the war chariots too. We must capture this Lin Tian of Qin. Even if we can't capture him directly, we must push him away from the Yanmen city gate!"
Sensing Lin Tian's terror, Crown Prince Dan settled for a secondary objective.
Although he knew that if he continued to launch fierce assaults on Lin Tian, his stamina would eventually run out, he dared not gamble. He dared not gamble on what time it was, nor on how many soldiers he would have to sacrifice to exhaust Lin Tian.
Therefore, he changed his goal, aiming only to push Lin Tian away from the Yanmen city gate.
This way, his army could enter Yanmen and capture it.
Once Yanmen was taken, dealing with Lin Tian would not be difficult.
With this thought, Yan launched a full-scale assault.
However, the arrival of the general offensive did not make the soldiers of Yanmen nervous; instead, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew! We've finally held on. It was close; I thought Yanmen would be taken by the Yan army!"
"Defending the city is too difficult. Just now, dozens of Yan soldiers climbed the city walls, and we almost lost!"
"The most important factor is our general. If not for his powerful strength and his single-handed defense, drawing so much enemy fire, Yanmen would not have held out until now!"
To have persisted until this point was a cause for celebration for the soldiers of Yanmen.
Because they understood that only now were they truly safe.
Therefore, they all exhaled in relief.
At the same time, another group of people ascended the city walls.
In their hands, they held strange bottles.
The appearance of these individuals did not elicit much of a reaction from the Yan army.
Lin Tian's battle with Li Mu was most famous for the fire ox formation; the existence of firebombs was not widely mentioned.
This was because there were too few firebombs at the time; they had not reached a level that could reverse the tide. Furthermore, with no one publicizing their existence, they naturally went unnoticed.
Thus, as men carrying firebombs climbed the walls, the Yan cavalry continued their furious assault.
The next moment, the firebombs were lit, paused for a breath or two, and then were hurled down from the city walls.
"Boom!!"
An incredibly loud explosion instantly reverberated across the entire battlefield.
Fierce flames engulfed many Yan soldiers and their warhorses.
The sudden turn of events stunned many Yan soldiers and halted their offensive.
Following this, screams of terror from soldiers and neighs of pain from warhorses filled the air.
"Ah!! My eyes, my eyes!"
"Fire, there's fire! Hurry, help me!"
"I'm wounded, I'm wounded! Someone, come!"
"Roar!!"
"Neigh!!"
The soldiers cried out in pain, not only from their injuries but also from being burned. They could not bear the agony and cried out.
The warhorses' sounds were different.
They were purely terrified.
Both the immense explosion and the fierce flames instilled immense fear in the warhorses.
These warhorses had not been trained to endure such fear.
Therefore, when the firebombs exploded and the fierce flames surged, the warhorses descended into utter chaos.
They were initially under the control of the Yan cavalry, but now they were completely out of control.
Many soldiers were thrown to the ground by their warhorses before they even knew what was happening.
Even more could not control their warhorses and were dragged away, crashing into other cavalrymen.
Some even ran their horses into their comrades' swords, dying by their own side's blades.
This sudden turn of events caused the Yan army's offensive momentum to falter.
With great effort, the Yan cavalry regained control of their horses, only for another wave of firebombs to be launched.
This time, the firebombs were thrown farther and in greater numbers.
Intense explosions and fierce flames erupted directly within the army.
This time, before the Yan soldiers could panic, their warhorses were already in disarray.
"Roar!!"
"Neigh!!"
In an instant, the Yan army's offensive was completely shattered. No matter how they tried to control their warhorses, the steeds were beyond their command.
More importantly, soldiers suddenly appeared at the Yanmen city gate.
These soldiers held firebombs in their hands.
Then, the firebombs exploded everywhere, killing many Yan soldiers and leaving many others writhing on the ground in flames.
Crucially, the Yan warhorses were in complete disarray.
The entire army, like headless flies, scattered in all directions.
The warhorses on the periphery, in particular, began to flee.
Unlike humans, these warhorses could not easily overcome their fear.
Therefore, they could not, like humans, charge forward madly in the face of extreme danger.
Escaping this place became their primary instinct for survival.
Even with the wisdom and martial prowess of the Yan soldiers, this instinct could not be controlled.
Even Crown Prince Dan could not control his own warhorse at this moment.
Looking at the uneasy warhorses and the chaotic scene of the Yan cavalry in the distance, Crown Prince Dan's face turned ashen.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! The Qin people's methods are too base! They've terrified our warhorses, rendering our cavalry combat-ineffective, using such despicable means to drive our mounts! It's utterly shameless!"
"So close, just a little bit more! We were so close to taking Yanmen!"
They were so close to success.
But now, their warhorses were in complete disarray, and they had lost their chance to attack Yanmen.
The firebombs had indeed performed a miracle.
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