The fourth quarter of the Yin hour.
The fierce battle around the East Gate tower continued, but at this time, the sound of roosters crowing could be heard in the suburbs of Nanze City.
Summer is approaching, and the sun rises earlier than in winter. In the past, farmers would get up early after the roosters crowed a few times, but not tonight. No one can settle down until the war is over.
In fact, apart from the young children, Nanze was having a sleepless night. The city walls were ablaze with gunfire, and the battle that began yesterday afternoon had continued until dawn.
Despite the arrival of the "Proclamation to Conquer the Jin" in the city and the subsequent conscription, the people near the east gate had already packed their belongings and headed west.
The East District is now an empty shell, but this vast city is the home on which everyone depends for their livelihood. Therefore, retreating at this time does not mean leaving Nanze forever.
Everyone is waiting for a result!
When the war subsided, would the Yan army, known as "invincible in every attack and battle," emerge victorious, or would the last remaining Daqian royal family successfully defend the city and defeat the Yan army?
By now, even the most dull-witted person would understand that the current battle situation must be unfavorable for the enemy, otherwise it wouldn't have lasted for so long. This also means that after tonight, it is very likely that the world will be transformed.
Meanwhile, Wu Li, the current ruler of the Southern Barbarians in Guiyun City, was not idle either. Since the day he detained King Jing, he had sent several clever and intelligent members of his tribe to sneak into Nanze, just to find out about the war that King Jing had mentioned was going to happen next.
Since the Yan army attacked Nanze, almost all of Nanze's military forces have been deployed to the eastern city gate, leaving the city in a state of disarray.
Barbarian scouts easily entered the city, and several bold and meticulous scouts even risked sneaking into the east city. Even though the battle taking place in the east city was only a block away, they were still keenly aware of the current situation.
The scouts immediately sent messengers back with the news that the outcome of the battle and their assessment of the situation would determine the fate of the barbarians.
Like the people of Nanze City, the barbarians were also waiting for an outcome, but there were some differences. The people of Nanze only needed to passively accept and then face it calmly, but the barbarians needed to make the most correct judgment before the outcome arrived and take actions that were in line with the outcome.
At that moment, several chestnut steeds, carrying barbarian scouts, galloped out of the city under the fading moon, heading towards Guiyun City.
The war was urgent, and they were even more anxious. They urged their horses onward, hoping to return to Guiyun City as quickly as possible. Fortunately, the warhorses raised by the barbarians were always exceptional, and they expected to arrive in Guiyun City before noon.
At 2:45 AM, the urgent military intelligence sent from the city tower also reached the palace.
The news brought this time was that the Yan army bypassed the outer barbican and chose to attack the city from the north and south city towers, and they had already gained some advantages.
Jin Fengluan was naturally shocked upon hearing this and immediately ordered the reserve troops in the inner city to fully support the city tower, making every effort to prevent the Yan army from capturing the main city tower.
Her order was exactly the same as Jin Zhou's; when the Yan army attacked from the north and south, Jin Zhou made the same decision.
But without a doubt, military intelligence delivered at dawn is always delayed. The battle that took place an hour and a half ago has undergone completely new changes by this moment.
now.
"We can't hold them off any longer, General!"
"Let's retreat! The main city tower will inevitably be captured by the enemy. We can't even retreat to the inner barbican tower; they will still catch up. The only way is to abandon the city defenses and retreat back into the city, where it is more spacious. Perhaps we can gain some advantage by relying on our superior numbers!"
Beside the stairs of the main city tower, the deputy general shouted anxiously to Jin Teng.
Jin Zhou's face was pale, and his whole body was completely soaked with sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water.
Despite continuously sending infantry to the north and south city walls to resist the enemy's offensive.
However, even among infantry, there are differences.
The enemy's fighting strength and willpower were completely illogical. The fierce fighting on the horse track was not enough to make the enemy retreat; on the contrary, it made them even more valiant.
The infantry sent by their own side fought them continuously, and both sides suffered casualties. The corpses piled up on the horse path were already two feet high, and the spilled blood had almost covered every brick and every wall.
Despite this, Jin Zhou continued to send reinforcements from the inner city, but even so, a quarter of an hour ago, the north and south walls of the city fell completely into enemy hands.
Now, they have even captured most of the main city tower. The fierce battle has forced Jin Zhou to retreat again and again, and at this moment he can only hide on the stairs.
The deputy general's shout sent shivers down Jin Zhou's spine. Even before he spoke, Jin Zhou knew the situation was hopeless; continuing the fight would only exacerbate their own casualties.
After all, it seems that the enemy's individual combat capabilities are superior. Fighting them on this narrow city wall would be a bottomless pit.
The tactics he devised now seem completely ineffective. He was defeated in the Battle of Datong last time, and this time, in order to make up for his mistake, he took the initiative to ask His Majesty to guard the main city tower, but he failed again!
Jin Zhou felt dizzy and as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"General!"
"It's time to retreat!" the lieutenant was still shouting.
Jin Zhou was finally pulled back to his senses by the urgent shouts. He took a few quick breaths, then suddenly turned around and started running.
He was so fast that the lieutenant could barely react.
The shout that followed immediately came from Jin Zhou's mouth:
"Let's just play randomly like this!" he said.
Jin Zhou, his face ashen, was running so fast his legs were practically flying. His hands were busy too, as he struggled to remove his helmet, as if he had lost his soul, only wanting to get away from this place as soon as possible.
As for where to go, he has decided to leave the city as soon as possible, even if it means fleeing to the wilderness.
No one else can control him, anyway, he's not fighting anymore!
Watching Jin Zhou disappear into the crowd in a few breaths, the deputy general's face stiffened. Once he recovered, he burst into curses:
"Go to hell!"
You deserve to die in Datong!
Despite the cursing, the battle hadn't stopped, and the lieutenant could only rouse himself and shout loudly:
"Withdraw from the city walls! Retreat into the city!!"
The fifth quarter of the hour of Mao (5:45 AM).
The soldiers who had hastily retreated from the city walls finally returned to the city, having retreated several hundred meters. Of course, some were still retreating, but most of them were wounded and were already a defeated and broken army.
At this moment, in the distant east, a ray of light painted the sky, the long night finally passed, and as the darkness disappeared and the first light of dawn appeared, a new day officially began.
On the inner city wall, a Yan soldier, covered in blood and wielding a long spear, appeared. The faint light of dawn shone from behind him as he laughed loudly:
"It's dawn! We've entered the city!!!"
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