Most of the grapeshot was blocked by the shield carts, with a small fraction passing through the gap between two of them.
Terdun men screamed in pain, releasing their grip on the push handles, only to have another pair of hands immediately take over.
"By the Gods above!" the commander of the shield carts, Hong Lingyu of Tahai, roared, "The two-legged people are out of thunder! Hurry up!"
The militiamen behind the city walls heard the barbarians let out a unified shout of "Wooka ha," and suddenly, the advance of the shield carts quickened as they rushed towards the city walls.
Suddenly, a militiaman screamed in agony, clutching his eyes. He stumbled backward, fell off the scaffolding, an arrow shaft wedged between his fingers.
The stretcher team hurried over to lift the arrow-struck militiaman, but he had already breathed his last.
