The war in the south raged on, fiercely and unresolved, and the conflict in the northwest was by no means falling behind.
The extremely brutal warfare continued.
Wei Bao had just finished inspecting the city walls and, with his weary body, returned to his temporary resting place.
Enlisting a large number of able-bodied men was no small undertaking. For the past few days, Wei Bao had slept only one or two hours daily, just enough to manage to settle these recruits.
Normally, if an army had too many new recruits, it would often collapse at the first sign of a tough battle, possessing very little fighting will. Therefore, Wei Bao had been extremely worried.
Of course, Wei Bao had no intention of letting these able-bodied men truly fight the Romans, even if it was a defensive battle.
Wei Bao’s plan was to use these manpower resources to alleviate the shortage of Wei soldiers and to fill positions that were not too dangerous.
However, if the situation became truly dire, these able-bodied men might indeed have to stand on the city walls to resist the Romans!
Just as Wei Bao was slumping onto a chair to rest, a messenger burst in.
"What is it?" Wei Bao asked the soldier.
The Wei soldier cupped his fists and reported, "Reporting to General Wei Bao, the Romans have gathered a large army outside the city gates. It seems they are about to attack the city again!"
"Understood. You may withdraw now."
"Yes!"
Wei Bao’s brief moment of peace was over. He finally got up, taking his personal guards with him, and hurried towards the city walls.
At this time, the city had also received the news of the Roman attack. However, the soldiers and civilians in Ningxia Commandery City had grown somewhat numb to this news. After all, the war had been ongoing for an extended period, and the populace had transitioned from initial fear to a state of casual indifference.
As Wei Bao, accompanied by his personal guards, rushed towards the city walls, Wei soldiers were constantly emerging from their tents, fully armored, and hurrying towards the ramparts.
These were mostly soldiers returning from rotation, all heading to the city wall at this moment.
Wei Bao ascended the city wall with some effort. During a previous Roman assault, Wei Bao had personally gone to the ramparts to boost morale, and he had unexpectedly sustained a minor injury.
Although it was not serious, Wei Bao had become more cautious and was now observing the situation from the safety of the gate tower.
Compared to the beginning, the Romans had also grown considerably, starting to take the defending Wei army seriously.
The Romans no longer charged towards the city walls as a neat, orderly phalanx, as they had initially.
Perhaps this tactic was invincible in Central, Western, and Southern Asia, but on this land, the Romans had learned the drawbacks of this tactic at the cost of their blood.
The Romans had also become much more cunning, deploying a large number of archers on the left and right flanks of their formations.
In fact, the elite quality of Roman archers could not compare to that of the Wei army, but with the support of their dense formations, the damage inflicted by the Roman archers had significantly increased.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The Romans, arrayed in a neat formation, slowly approached the city walls once more.
This time, a special phalanx was positioned at the very center of their formation. This phalanx consisted of ten thousand men, all of them archers!
"Whoosh!"
A full ten thousand Roman archers, ten thousand arrows, descended upon the city walls of Ningxia Commandery like a torrential downpour, obscuring the sun.
The sunlight seemed to be momentarily veiled at this instant.