Ning Chen asked, "Yuan Long, who's leading the hundred and fifty thousand men of the Divine Wolf Army?"

Yuan Long said, "Shi Shan."

Ning Chen nodded slightly and gave his orders. "Send someone to tell Shi Shan to camp the Divine Wolf Army a mile and a half away and wait for my command!"

"This officer obeys!"

Yuan Long took the order and went.

At the hour of zi the next night, right on the dot, Yuan Long led his feint.

The soldiers inside the pass had gone numb to it. The same show played out every day, and nobody knew what Ning Chen was up to.

Yuan Long took his men on a quick loop past the wall and then brought them back to camp.

But this time, instead of going straight to rest when they got back, the whole army got ready to move out.

In his tent, Ning Chen wasn't resting either. He was laying out the battle plan.

About two hours before first light, Ning Chen sent word to Shi Shan to bring the Divine Wolf Army and join him.

At first light, the war drums pounded and the whole army went on the attack.

The soldiers inside the pass didn't bat an eye.

This happened every day. They were used to it!

Thirty cannon were quietly pushed up to the foot of the wall.

The sheer dark mass of the army set the scalps of the men on the wall crawling and drained the color from their faces.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Thirty cannon fired at once.

For a moment the terrible roar was loud enough to make the deaf hear, and flame swept out with the gunsmoke.

The gate was blown to pieces in an instant.

Only two of the cannon were aimed at the gate.

The rounds from the rest all hit the wall and burst with a roar, blasting one crater after another into it, and the dragon-like wall shook violently.

The roar of the cannon set the heads of the men on the wall ringing.

They could clearly feel the wall heaving…