The Jin army officers were roaring, their faces flushed, their eyes bloodshot, and veins bulging on their foreheads.

Despite their irritability, the Jin soldiers fought bravely.

Some men brandished military axes and charged forward, one axe striking a Song soldier's shield and leaving a long mark.

Some people swung large iron sledgehammers, smashing the metal with all their might, making loud banging noises.

The Jin army's strength continued to increase, and given the terrain of the South Gate, it seemed extremely difficult for the Song army to break through.

But in reality, the Song army was advancing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like a sharp spear, it pierces through all obstacles.

The number of Song troops rushing in from outside the city continued to increase.

The Song army's offensive was terrifying. Although the Jin army was brave, they were no match for the strong and well-equipped Song army.

Or rather, the two sides are simply not on the same level.

The long, slender saber sliced ​​through flesh and blood, and one could almost hear the teeth-grinding sound of the blade cutting through bone.

Some were chopped directly onto the head, producing a crisp sound. The person being chopped was not dead for a moment, but screamed in agony, the knife embedded in the skull.

In a moment of urgency, the Song soldier swung his sword sharply, spilling out a large amount of brain matter.

No one cared how pitifully the Jin soldier screamed; he had a long slit in his head from which his brains flowed out, and he died quickly.

Some can cut a person in half at the waist with a single strike.

Those whose upper and lower bodies were separated did not die immediately; they crawled miserably on the ground, screaming in despair, with blood and tears streaming from their eyes.

Some people were even surrounded and killed by several people, and their arms, heads, and legs were cut off in an instant.

Compared to the Jin army, the Song army was physically stronger, better equipped, and its attacks and assassinations were more swift and fierce, like tigers and wolves hunting their prey.

Furthermore, as the number of Song troops increased, the war situation between the two sides underwent drastic changes.

Wanyan Xigang had just arrived and hadn't yet grasped the situation. As Wanyan Zongwang's trusted and beloved general, he was inevitably arrogant. He shouted loudly, "Get out of here, you bunch of good-for-nothings! Useless trash who are good for nothing but ruining things! I'm going to chop these Song dogs up with my own hands and make them into snacks with my wine!"

He brought with him elite cavalry, and without waiting for the infantry to make way, he charged forward, scattering his own men.

Wanyan Xi charged in, wielding a large spear. He was a fierce general, and upon entering, he took the lives of three men, his eyes turning bloodshot with rage.

He was extremely excited.

"You damned Song dogs! Die! Hahaha!"

The momentum of the cavalry is indeed very strong, faster and more agile than the Ironclad Cavalry.

Wanyan Xi returned after a fierce battle, his armor covered in blood, feeling immense satisfaction from the carnage.

"These Song dogs are nothing special. Look at you stupid pigs, you actually got beaten to a pulp by the Song dogs!"

He pointed at the infantry officer and began to hurl insults.

For a moment, Wanyan was overjoyed.

He was thinking that he not only had to drive out the Song army, but also take the initiative to attack directly to the Song army's main camp, capture Yue Fei alive, and hand him over to Wanyan Zongbi.

At that time, Wanyan Xi will be the greatest contributor to the Jin Dynasty!

Just imagine, from then on, he would truly reach the pinnacle of life and marry a princess or imperial princess.

Thinking of this, he picked up his spear again and led his men in a second charge.

As he charged for the second time, the sound of muskets rang out from the south gate.

The warhorses were startled by the gunfire, and the Song army's musketeer battalion swarmed in. The first rank pulled the trigger, and a dense hail of musket bullets rushed towards them.

Then came the second row, then the third row, and so on, changing rapidly.

Some were shot in the chest, others in the head.

The horse was startled, and many people turned and ran away, causing immediate chaos.

Just as Wanyan Xi rushed over, his horse was hit by two bullets and instantly fell to the ground in pain.

Wanyan Xi was terrified, but fortunately he was very skilled. Before his warhorse fell to the ground, he jumped off, rolled around on the ground a few times, and was protected by his personal guards.

Bang bang bang...

The Song army's musketeers increased in number, and the Jin army was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Jin soldiers kept falling.

After the musketeers' attack ended, the morale of the Jin army was suppressed to a low point.

Some soldiers in the Jin army cried out in despair, and more began to retreat, until even the officers could no longer command them.

A new offensive has begun.

The musketeers' first wave of fire had thrown the cavalry into chaos, with them jostling and trampling each other.

Countless Jin soldiers were not killed by Song soldiers, but were run over or trampled to death by their own people.

What followed was a one-sided massacre by the Song army.

The number of corpses on the ground is increasing.

Wanyan Xi thrust his spear into a fleeing Jin soldier, killing him instantly: "No one is allowed to escape! Anyone who tries to escape will be killed!"

But nobody paid him any attention.

Just as Wanyan Xi turned around, a Song soldier threw an axe at him, which struck him squarely on the thigh, severing his thigh below the knee.

Wanyan Xi swayed and fell to the ground.

His left-hand guard had his head dented by an iron hammer, and another Song soldier rushed forward and chopped Wanyan Xi in the chest with an axe, splitting his chest open and cutting off his head.

This guy, who planned to storm the Song army camp and capture Yue Fei alive, lost his life.

Three hours later, it was noon, and the blazing sun shone brightly on everything.

Yue Fei entered Fengcheng, surrounded by his generals.

The south gate of Fengcheng was badly damaged by the Song army's cannons and covered with congealed bloodstains.

Not far away, military medics were treating a person who had been seriously injured.

The Song soldiers on the city wall were collecting the corpses. They would find all their comrades and cremate them separately.

They would also carry away the slain Jin soldiers, throw them into a place, and burn them.

This was a rule set by the emperor to prevent the outbreak of plague.

After entering the city, Yue Fei walked all the way into the city.

The fierce battle inside the city had lasted for three hours. Although the Jin army at the southern city gate had collapsed, the Jin army on the outskirts of the city continued to fight in the streets.

Most of the streets in the southern part of the city were stained red with blood.

Blood gushed down from a great height.

The soldiers at the front crushed all resistance, and Yue Fei led his men to the center of the city.

He entered Wanyan Zongbi's headquarters, which had already been occupied by the Song army.

In order to capture Wanyan Zongbi's headquarters, the Song army advanced cannons from outside the city and blasted down the gates of the headquarters.

The place was littered with corpses. The Song army had gone completely mad, killing anyone they saw. Some people had wanted to surrender, but before they could even do so, their heads were chopped off.

"Commander Yue!"

Zhang Cai, who was in charge of organizing the siege, stepped forward and bowed.

"Commander Yue, this is Wanyan Wuzhu's corpse. I have already had it confirmed by someone, and it is fake."

A man's corpse lay on the ground, dressed in Wanyan Zongbi's clothes.

"Send the order: seal off the entire city and arrest Wanyan Wuzhu!"