Even more terrifying was that the Song army just happened to breach the east gate, the weakest point in the Jin army's defenses.
Wanyan She mustered his courage, roared twice, and led his men to attack the Song army.
However, the situation at the East Gate has become clear.
The morale of the Jin army had collapsed, and there was no way to reverse the situation; everyone was in disarray.
Some were still thinking of fighting the Song army to the death, while others simply threw down their belongings and ran into the city.
As a result, they collided with each other, making the scene even more chaotic.
The Jin army, which was once as fierce as tigers and wolves, now resembled a flock of panicked sheep.
The Song army, previously considered pampered and undisciplined, now resembled killing machines.
Each of them was proficient in performing the killing moves they had practiced countless times in their daily lives.
These movements are ingrained in their muscles, forming a memory.
Every stab, every cut, is the result of countless trials and tribulations, executed with unwavering resolve and ruthless cruelty.
To paraphrase a passionate young man from the Song Dynasty: The empire's army is like iron men forged in the steel mill of the capital. Under the emperor's call, they conquer all directions, crush all barbarians threatening the Song Dynasty, and expand the territory to an unprecedented extent.
Some say: Wherever the sun and moon shine, there is the iron army of our Great Song Dynasty.
The onslaught tore apart the flesh and blood of the Jin soldiers, trampling them into a bloody pulp, while crossbow bolts rained down on them like a storm.
This is an unprecedented suppression!
This is an unprecedented massacre!
Having just mustered all her courage, Wanyan She's legs went weak, and she knelt directly on the ground.
In the dim firelight, he saw the Song soldiers wearing bronze masks, like demons rising from hell, reaping lives in blood and fire.
Their knives were sharp and merciless, accompanied by desperate cries.
Some of the Jin soldiers hadn't even fought yet when they cried out in pain. When people are on the verge of death, they instinctively call for help from their closest loved ones.
"Mother, save me! I don't want to die!"
He had barely uttered the shout when his head fell off his neck, and blood gushed out.
Just as Wanyan She was about to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, a Song soldier stabbed her in the chest with a spear.
A large amount of blood splattered in the air, all of it landing on the bronze masks of the Song soldiers, flowing down the contours of the masks and making them look even more ferocious.
The musketeers guarding the city tower were scattered, but in neat formation. They loaded their guns and fired at the city tower and the surrounding Jin army.
This flintlock gun, which has been improved over the past few years, is much better than it was at the beginning.
The Song army's hit rate reached as high as 50%, meaning that five out of ten shots hit the Jin soldiers.
Soon, all the Jin soldiers within a 300-meter radius of the city gate were killed.
The crossbowmen began to climb the city wall. They quickly found their positions, stood in key spots, held their crossbows in their hands, aimed downwards, and covered an area of more than 100 meters in front of them.
Thus, five hundred musketeers also climbed the city wall, standing in formation alongside the crossbowmen, their muskets covering an area of more than two hundred meters in radius.
Below, three battalions of infantry and two battalions of musketeers continued to advance until they reached a point two miles ahead before stopping.
A magnificent firework rose straight up from the East Gate Tower and bloomed in the sky.
The messenger, covered in blood, brought news of the fall of the East Gate back to Wanyan Zongbi's residence.
This news shocked everyone.
Squads of heavily armored Jin infantrymen marched out of the military camp and began an emergency evacuation to the east city gate.
At the same time, three signal fireworks rose into the sky in succession.
The 30,000 Ironclad Cavalry, who were lying in ambush outside Fengcheng, received orders to mobilize troops for an attack. They began to prepare their armor and don heavy battle armor.
Warhorses clad in heavy armor neighed wildly as countless heavily armored cavalry mounted their horses, wielding battle axes, maces, and spears.
They were the elite of the Jin army, they ate meat at every meal, and each of them was extremely strong.
The one leading these 30,000 ironclad cavalry was none other than Wanyan Heng, the son of Wanyan Zongbi.
Wanyan Heng was twenty years old at the time, the age when a man's blood is at its hottest.
He was nine feet tall, incredibly skilled in combat, wielding a long spear, and wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, exuding an air of heroic spirit.
This person's idol was Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, who was a brave and valiant warrior.
Wanyan Zongbi doted on this son; otherwise, he would never have entrusted all 30,000 Iron Pagoda soldiers to him.
Wanyan Heng mounted his warhorse.
Under the moonlight, the 30,000 ironclad cavalry resembled an ocean of steel, reflecting a chilling light. Their sharp killing intent soared into the sky, as if about to transform into a rainbow and pierce the heavens.
The 30,000 iron cavalry began to move, their heavy hooves pounding the ground as if countless iron hammers were forcefully striking the earth.
The earth is trembling and sinking!
In Wanyan Zongbi's eyes, Yue Fei's audacity to bring his troops to the city gates meant certain death.
No one could resist his iron hooves; everything would be trampled into mincemeat.
Even if you're made of steel, you'll still be smashed to pieces by the impact!
For Wanyan Zongbi, the best course of action was to use the Jin army's heavy infantry to hold back the Song army at the East Gate, and then use the Iron Pagoda infantry to sweep away the Song army. This battle would surely be won!
At this moment, the main camp of the Song army saw the fireworks display unfolding on the east city tower.
Liu Qi's army immediately quickened its pace and rushed towards the east gate.
When they arrived at the East Gate, the defenders on the city wall had been replaced by Song soldiers.
Liu Qi's infantry entered the city without any hindrance.
Two miles from the city gate, the vanguard of the Song army was lined up neatly, like a thick steel wall.
The sound of orderly footsteps could be heard ahead; it was the heavy infantry of the Jin army approaching.
With the east gate breached, a fierce battle centered on the east city broke out.
After Liu Qi's army entered, they immediately spread out and entered the alleys of the eastern part of the city.
The common people in the east of the city hid in their homes, trembling with fear, and kept all their doors and windows closed.
The child cried out in fear, but his parents covered his mouth, afraid that it would alert the people outside and cause them to rush in and kill them all.
The Song army quickly spread out into the streets and alleys, and the Jin army adopted the same tactics, with the two sides meeting on every street.
When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave one will prevail!
The Song army captain roared in a rough voice, "Damn it! Men! Kill all these Jurchen traitors, leave no one alive!"
The Jin army officer roared in a rough voice, "Kill these Song dogs, and their women and money will all be ours!"
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