Many of the young men who were temporarily conscripted were already frightened out of their wits. They dropped their weapons and huddled under the battlements, trembling.
What was even more fatal was that chaos began to appear in the city.
Some local hooligans and their collaborators who had long been bribed by the Tartars began to take advantage of the chaos to set fires and loot, and spread rumors loudly:
"The city gate has been breached! The Tartars are charging in!"
"Run! We can't hold on!"
"Open the city gates to welcome the Tartars! The Tartar king has promised a generous reward for opening the city gates!"
These shouts intensified the panic, and people fled their homes in fear, not knowing where to go, and countless people trampled on each other.
Patrol soldiers who tried to maintain order were often dispersed by the chaotic crowds.
“Boom!”
With an unprecedented loud noise, the huge bolt of the north gate was finally broken.
The city gate was suddenly knocked open with a huge gap!
"The city gate is broken!!" This time, it's real.
The Tatar soldiers cheered loudly and rushed in through the crack of the door like a flood breaking through a dam!
The cold scimitars slashed at the panicked defenders and civilians, and the iron hooves trampled the fallen bodies.
Killing, looting, raping...
A picture of hell on earth instantly unfolded on the most prosperous streets in the capital.
The flames shot up into the sky, reflecting the snowflakes and splattered blood.
Cries, screams, and wild laughter intertwined together, tearing apart the night in the imperial capital.
Wushu, the Left Wise King, rode a tall horse and slowly entered the city gate, surrounded by a group of elite guards.
He looked at the sea of fire and chaos before him, and watched his warriors plundering and killing wantonly, with a satisfied and cruel smile on his face.
The canopied carriage carrying Concubine Xiao followed behind him.
She lifted the curtain slightly, and her cold eyes swept across the purgatory scene that she had personally led to.
The fall of the Yin Dynasty royal family was before her eyes, and her heart was filled with twisted pleasure and excitement for revenge.
"Beauty, look!"
Wuzhu pointed his whip in the direction of the blazing palace and said, "That's the lair of Emperor Yinchao! I'll go and pull him out right now and vent your anger!"
Concubine Xiao lowered the curtain of the carriage, and a cold and charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"Your Majesty, I await your good news."
Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were full of madness.
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