The flames flickered in the fierce battle, and the mottled light and shadow seemed to dance on the city wall, while large amounts of blood sprayed onto the wall, making it appear viscous and bloody.

As for the ground, it was already covered with Shang Wen's corpses. Of course, there were also some who were still alive, but the footsteps that followed immediately extinguished their life force.

The Yan soldiers, now armed with shields and spears, were no longer individuals. Gathered together, they had become one, a ferocious and savage behemoth with both hard, thick scales and sharp, honed teeth and claws.

No matter what appears in front of it, this ferocious beast can raise its snout and claws, rush forward, and completely trample and destroy it!

Just like now.

Flames shot into the sky as long spears emerged from behind the large shields, mercilessly reaping the lives of enemy soldiers.

The soldiers at the front threw down their bows and arrows and could only draw their swords to block, but they were like clay figures in front of this imposing iron army. When the spears suddenly came, they were pierced through the body!

As the spears were withdrawn, blood gushed out. But before they could fall, the iron shields that followed slammed into them like mad bulls, the force of which directly broke their bones and shattered their bodies.

This iron-willed army exudes "toughness" and "sharpness" from top to bottom and from the outside to the inside!

The enemy soldiers' blood splattered all over them, making this iron army even more ferocious and insane. Under the flickering firelight, their eyes even looked blood red, and when their furious roars rang out, the soldiers behind them were terrified.

"kill!!"

With a thunderous roar, the Yan army charged forward with unwavering force. At this moment, their destructive power was no less than that of the cannonballs they fired!

Compared to the artillery shells that could be dodged, the soldiers in this limited terrain had nowhere to hide. They could only fight back like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and were then trampled to the ground one by one, their souls returning to the west.

The battle lasted only a short while before the Yan army had already advanced rapidly, sweeping across the area and advancing hundreds of meters to the south. Along this section of the horse path, the corpses of the soldiers were densely packed.

With such overwhelming force, the courage of the soldiers in the rear was finally crushed by the repeated brutal trampling. Those in the rear no longer dared to step forward to stop them, and some even began to flee.

Jin Teng, who was heading this way, was furious and was still shouting, "Don't retreat!"

"Anyone who deserts in the face of battle, I'll chop off their head with one stroke!"

"Hold on to their attack! Reinforcements are on their way! Hold them off, even if it kills you!"

The roars echoed from the city wall, but the enemy ahead was so powerful that there were sharp spears beneath the iron wall. Even if they risked their lives, there was almost no chance of stopping their advance.

Bows and muskets, these ranged weapons, become completely useless once the enemy gets close. The only way to stop them is to send in infantry. And all they can do now is to hold off the enemy as much as possible before the infantry arrives.

But the speed of Yanjun's advance was almost completely unexpected. At this moment, they were already galloping on the horse track, and the soldiers blocking their way were almost killed as soon as they made contact.

The Yan army, having just finished their killing spree, did not pause for a moment but chose to continue their fierce charge. Finally, under their relentless charge and slaughter, the Gan army on the horse track suffered a complete collapse.

"Run!!!"

"Don't stop me, you go ahead and do it!"

"Hurry up, don't block my way!"

No one dared to stop them anymore. The soldiers were filled with terror. At this moment, they seemed to have turned into children who had made mistakes and were being chased and beaten by their mothers with brooms. But the physical pain brought by their mothers was much less than the pain brought by the Yan army catching up with them.

Now they can't even shout surrender, because the Yan army galloping on the horse track is bloodthirsty. Even if you put down your weapon and lie on the ground, they will trample you over. There are endless people behind them, and your body will be trampled over by countless people, and even your bones will be crushed.

So the soldiers had no choice but to run for their lives. They didn't care about heavy weapons at this point, and they even threw away their bows and arrows as soon as possible, just hoping to escape this place as quickly as possible.

As the saying goes, a defeated army collapses like a mountain. Even though Jin Teng was shouting at the top of his lungs from behind, when the fear of death pressed down on him, the military orders became as insignificant as cooking smoke, which would dissipate with a gust of night wind.

However, their rout also indirectly accelerated the advance of the Yan army. The Yan army increased their speed, striding forward and chasing after any enemy soldier they encountered on the city wall. As a result, the three-meter-wide horse path began to narrow and become crowded.

The soldiers behind, led by Jin Teng, continued to charge forward, while the soldiers in front had already been slaughtered and were fleeing in disarray. The two groups were jostled together on the horse path in a chaotic manner, but the Yan army, which was still charging forward, did not care about anything else and just kept killing.

Finally, after a short while, the blocked horse path became even more chaotic. Those who wanted to escape could not escape, and those who wanted to rush out could not get out. When the Yan army arrived, disaster finally struck.

"kill!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The sturdy shields slammed forward, and the thrusting spears aimed straight for the vital points of the soldiers. The soldiers, who were stuck together, were being sliced ​​apart like tofu. In unspeakable fear, everyone retreated as far back as possible, while those close to the two city walls were squeezed so tightly that they were almost suffocating.

Some people even climbed onto the battlements during this critical moment and ran backward along them. Unfortunately, many others shared the same idea, and as a result, people began to be pushed off the city walls.

The advance of the Yan army exacerbated the chaotic situation, and many desperate people even jumped off buildings to commit suicide. In such moments of despair and fear, people often completely lose their rationality.

As for the fleeing soldiers, a stampede was inevitable, and many died under the feet of their own men.

Looking at the completely collapsed army, Jin Teng was distraught, his face drained of all color.

He turned to look at the north city wall and saw a similar scene. Sometime earlier, another Yan army had charged towards that side, and the defending troops there were also unable to cope. At this moment, they were just shouting and yelling, saying nothing more than "Run! We can't beat them!"

Without a doubt, the north and south city walls will soon be completely destroyed under the Yan army's offensive, and the inner barbican, this trap, has now been designed in vain.

Jin Teng, holding onto the city wall, was swayed from side to side by the fleeing soldiers coming towards him, but he was too weak to call out to them to go back to fight. The rout was like a plague, and once it started to spread, it would be impossible to stop.

“It’s over, it’s all over…” Jin Teng muttered to himself in a daze.

Then, he grabbed the battlement, flipped himself up, and jumped off the city wall.

With a "snap".

Jin Zhou, positioned on the main city tower, slapped a running soldier on the back and roared:

"Quick! Quick! We must stop them!"