The arrows, flying everywhere, gleamed with a chilling light in the pre-dawn darkness.

They streaked across the sky, rushing downwards like a torrential downpour.

The Song army's new crossbow bolts were powerful; their sharp arrowheads pierced through the leather of the Jin soldiers' armor, penetrated their flesh, and even pierced through their bones.

The city was filled with desperate screams.

After the Jin army's fourth wave of resistance was repelled, Song infantrymen continued to be replenished.

Holding long, straight spears and sturdy shields, they advanced with resolute steps and solemn expressions.

Like a torrent of steel, they were unstoppable.

Corpses were everywhere along the roadside; it was a gruesome sight.

The blood on the ground gathered into a small river, flowing slowly, and a strong smell of blood permeated the air.

The Jin army suffered heavy casualties, and no matter how they resisted, they were ruthlessly suppressed by the Song army.

After several such incidents, the morale of the Jin army plummeted to its lowest point.

Even the commanders were exhausted and had no desire to face the ruthless Song army.

If they survive, this will be a nightmare for the rest of their lives.

Liu Qi was standing on the city tower of the East Gate at this moment. The fighting in front of him had subsided, and the eastern sky was beginning to lighten.

Liu Qi saw the scene ahead through the telescope and was very satisfied, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.

His army deserves the greatest credit for the attack on Fengcheng. If this is reported truthfully, His Majesty the Emperor will surely reward him handsomely.

He was increasingly grateful to Zhang Jun for sending him Yang Yi, who was truly a promising talent.

Below, rows of musketeers in blue uniforms charged forward in orderly formation.

After repelling the Jin army in close combat, the musketeers came in handy.

At the forefront of the battle, a large number of people were retreating from the fierce fighting.

Their armor was stained red with blood and was still dripping; some of them had even turned into blood-soaked figures.

After taking control of the eastern city, the Song army's logistics were very fast. After sealing off other directions outside the eastern city gate, military doctors began to treat, bandage, and heal wounds directly at the eastern city gate.

Occasionally, severely wounded people would be carried away nearby, but they couldn't help but shout emotionally, "For the Song Dynasty, we should sacrifice our lives and break our bones..."

Gao Canglin, the commander of the Third Battalion of the Second Army, was leading his men to smash the gates one by one at the East Gate.

The person inside emerged trembling, still crying out, "Sir, spare my life!"

The Song army had strict rules against massacring the inhabitants of a city after it was breached, but that was only a rule against massacring the inhabitants.

The Song soldiers who had fought so hard to capture the city harbored resentment towards everyone in it.

Therefore, soldiers were allowed to choose their own slaves after a city was breached.

How do I choose?

Of course, it's individuals who go to steal it. In the process of stealing, it's inevitable that someone will die. As long as the scope doesn't expand, everyone will turn a blind eye.

Musketeers arrived at the front lines, carrying not only muskets but also thunderclaps.

A deafening explosion rang out ahead, blowing more than a dozen Jin soldiers away, leaving them mangled and bloody.

Then, the row of Jin soldiers who had just mustered up the courage to charge forward were all shot down by the musketeers at the front.

The Jin army's defenses were already in disarray and unable to mount any effective resistance.

Only a small group of people remained, holding on and waiting for Wanyan Zongbi's support.

They firmly believed that Wanyan Zongbi would soon send a large army to support them and kill all these Song dogs.

But as time passed, dawn broke completely, and the reinforcements still hadn't arrived.

The Jin soldiers continued to be killed in the city, more and more people were killed, and no mercy was shown.

Finally, large numbers of Jin troops began to surrender.

They laid down their weapons and discarded their armor.

They valued preserving their lives more than their dignity.

The Song army accepted surrenders and never killed anyone who surrendered; this was the Song army's principle.

In order to steadily capture the city, Liu Qi did not order a full-scale attack even after the resistance in almost half of the eastern city collapsed.

Although news of the collapse of the Iron Pagoda had reached Liu Qi, and he was brimming with confidence, wishing he could immediately sweep over and crush Wanyan Zongbi to the ground.

But reason told him that rushing forward like that would be suicide.

The Song army had plenty of time and ample logistical support.

Since Wanyan Zongbi is unwilling to take the initiative, this battle can be fought slowly and pushed forward step by step.

In fact, there were still 60,000 Jin soldiers in the city.

Both elite infantry and cavalry have been preserved.

Wanyan Zongbi was like a wounded lion, and he was furious to the extreme.

At the same time, I was also in a state of utter confusion.

He never dreamed that the Iron Pagoda would be completely wiped out overnight.

He could almost see the blood mist drifting outside the city, and beneath that mist, he could almost see his son's corpse.

His eyes were blood red; if Yue Fei were in front of him, he would want to skin him alive and tear him apart.

Those heavy cannons were pushed back to the south gate.

Bang bang bang...

The cannons emitted a terrifying sound, and a terrifying burst of firepower slammed into the city walls and gates of the south gate.

The simultaneous firing of thirty cannons created an impact similar to that of the attack on the east gate, instantly blasting open the south gate and shattering the walls on both sides.

The soldiers guarding the city wall were terrified; some even crawled on the ground, trembling and crying uncontrollably.

"Report! The Song army has breached the south gate!"

When the scouts' message arrived, Wanyan Zongbi was personally mustering his troops.

Upon hearing this news, the renowned Jin commander completely lost his composure, roaring furiously, "I will tear the Song dogs to pieces!"

"Your Majesty, this humble general is willing to lead the charge!" Wanyan Xi stepped forward. He was one of Wanyan Zongbi's favorite generals, skilled in riding and archery, and a brave warrior.

"Very well! I'll give you eight thousand elite cavalry. Go and bring me Yue Fei's head!"

"Understood!"

Wanyan Xi led his troops and galloped away along the main street.

He was still wondering what the loud noise he had just heard was, as he had heard that the Song army had some powerful weapons.

Wanyan Xi really didn't believe in this superstition.

What weapon could be more powerful than a warrior riding a warhorse and wielding a sharp longsword?

As soon as he arrived at the south gate, he saw a large number of Song soldiers below the gate, with rows of heavily armored infantry forming the front.

Behind the formation, crossbowmen were firing crossbow bolts at various points on the city wall.

The Song army's crossbows were incredibly powerful. The moment the arrow flew off the string, it made a buzzing sound and embedded itself in the bone of a Jin soldier, causing him to fall from the city wall and be smashed to pieces.

The Song army's heavy infantry were engaged in fierce fighting with the defenders at the south gate.

The south gate was a crucial defensive point, where Wanyan Zongbi had amassed a large force. Now, with Wanyan Xi coming to reinforce it, it seemed that the Jin army had the upper hand.

Based on the terrain and the formation of the city, the Song army's forces entering the city were limited in a certain period of time, and it seemed that they would be suppressed and beaten by the Jin army.