Tudan watched with a livid expression as their soldiers fell to the ground, including the soldiers behind them. As arrows rained down from the city gate tower, he asked with clenched fists, "What's on the ground?"
A soldier in front ran back with a dirty face and shouted, "It's ice, General. There's ice on the ground. It's slippery."
"Why is there ice on the ground? It didn't snow last night…" Obviously, this was the work of the Han people.
"General, look at their gate tower."
Tudan looked up and narrowed his eyes for a long time. Only then did he realize that the city tower was shining slightly under the sunlight.
"Their city gate tower is also frozen. I'm afraid the ladders don't have a landing point."
