Using the abandoned corpses of the enemy as cover, a large amount of coal hidden under the corpses was ignited by the raging fire. The entire main city wall instantly became a sea of fire, and the air was filled with a strange meaty smell.
There were screams of agony beneath the city wall. The wall was crowded with people, but they had nowhere to escape. They could only watch the fire sweeping towards them.
Darima looked at the fire, stunned, staring at the blood-red city outside with his eyes wide open, and looking at his own soldiers running around in the flames. He felt as if he was seeing himself. The previous excitement and excitement were replaced by fear and despair in an instant.
On the Xiaoyaoling Mountain outside Songming City, the fire was growing bigger and bigger. From the city wall, it seemed as if the whole mountain was burning and the sky was dyed golden.
From Xiaoyaoling Mountain to Songming City, a distance of more than a thousand steps, the fire was even more intense. The surrounding air began to boil as the temperature continued to rise. Distorted ripples could be seen in the air, and when people breathed, their lungs felt like they were burning.
Darima, who had already climbed onto the city wall, was extremely angry. He turned around and glared at the thousand-jin gate stone behind him, then looked at the Victory Tower, with anger in his eyes that seemed to be about to overflow from his eyes.
The Victory Tower is exactly two hundred and fifty steps away from the main city wall. At this distance, it is impossible to reach it unless you have a powerful crossbow. In this situation, how could there be someone with Darima carrying a powerful crossbow?
He could only watch as the crowds in the Victory Building surged, and the Ming Dynasty people stared at him with curious eyes, watching them walk towards the end of their lives with malicious eyes.
Darima has tried every possible means now, but Zhu Chong has blocked all his escape routes.
The passage leading to Songming City was completely blocked, and the Yaoling Mountains were all burned blood red. Darima looked at the panicked crowd and the fire in front of him in despair, clenched his fists, and let out a shrill roar to the sky, but it was of no avail.
He could never have imagined that Songming City, which he thought could be decided in one battle, would actually become his burial place, and that all the warriors of his clan would have to accompany him and end up dying a violent death.
At this time, the strong wind carried the fire and it had already burned to the bottom of the city. The temperature on the entire main city wall was getting higher and higher, and the smoke was getting thicker and thicker. The city wall was like a steamer, hot and choking, making it impossible to live there.
The corpses on the city wall and the battering rams used for defending the city began to burn naturally due to the high temperature. Fire also began to appear on the main city wall, and the fire grew stronger and stronger.
The area below the city turned into a sea of fire. The former Yuan soldiers who did not have time to climb up to the city wall turned into burning people one by one, screaming and running around in the sea of fire, thus setting more places on fire until their lives ended.
The former Yuan soldiers on the city wall did not feel lucky either. They were on the verge of mental collapse due to the high temperature caused by the flames and the flames burning on the city wall.
Soon, some of the former Yuan soldiers could no longer bear it. They saw their compatriots burned to death in the fire below the city. The screams and the tragic scenes of being burned to death were unbearable, so some soldiers climbed up the battlements of the city wall and jumped forward.
Compared to being burned to death, jumping off the city wall and dying might make your death more comfortable.
With the first prototype, more former Yuan soldiers woke up from their dreams, climbed up the battlements one by one, and began to jump out of the city wall like dumplings.
Muffled sounds soon came one after another from under the city walls on both sides. They were the sounds made by the former Yuan soldiers when they committed suicide. The sounds merged into one, as if the god of death was laughing wildly.
The soldiers of Zhu Chong's army on the second city wall were originally there to watch the fun, wondering what would happen to the former Yuan soldiers on the main city wall.
But no one expected that a fire would burn to such a scale in the blink of an eye, so that many people could still feel the scorching temperature from the main city wall even though they were more than two hundred steps away. They could not help but run down the city wall, and dared not look at the tragic situation on the main city wall anymore.
On both sides of the main city wall near the thousand-jin gate stone, there was a muffled sound of hitting the gate stone, as well as curses, pleas for mercy, crying, and so on. Many people on the Victory Tower, even Yu Jin, showed an expression of pity.
Only Zhu Chong, upon seeing the fire on the main city wall, stood in front of the giant crossbow and shouted coldly to the crossbowmen, "Prepare to load, target the main city wall, and fire rapidly."
"My lord!" Yu Jin looked at Zhu Chong in astonishment. He had escaped death today, and then he saw such a tragic situation in the world. He knew that Zhu Chong's plan had worked, and he was very happy in his heart. However, he was very puzzled by Zhu Chong's current order.
The entire Yuan army has been engulfed in flames, and even the enemy's main general is trapped on the main city wall of Songming. Shouldn't they be preparing to take in prisoners at this time? Why are they trying to kill them all?
"Yu Jin, remember this!" Zhu Chong's eyes were icy, and he pointed at the main city wall opposite. "Never show any compassion for those Mongols."
"Those guys don't deserve to be called human beings. If they capture us today, they will definitely not leave us alive. They once ravaged the world, but in doing so, they killed hundreds of millions of unarmed civilians."
"Back then, when did these beasts ever have any compassion? They came to Songming today for this very reason. If we don't kill all these barbarians, our Ming Dynasty will never have peace!"
As an outstanding talent in the system's talent pool, Yu Jin is a standard soldier. After listening to Zhu Chong's words, he may still not understand Zhu Chong's orders, but as a soldier, the lord's orders are everything, no matter whether they are right or wrong, he has to execute them.
As for the officers and soldiers present, they were originally ordinary people. Their happiness was to have something to eat and to live a good life.
But when they heard Zhu Chong say that the former Yuan soldiers who had just fought with them were going to kill people after breaking into the city, and that the people they killed were civilians, everyone suddenly became angry!
"Kill, kill those bastards!" A soldier waved his blood-stained knife and shouted wildly.
"Kill them, burn those bastards to death!" More people shouted. The soldiers standing behind the giant crossbows no longer had any doubts. They immediately loaded the crossbows and shot the burning rockets straight at the main city wall.
At such a close distance, the probability of the giant arrow hitting the main city wall is still very high. Once it hits the city wall, especially the battlements of the main city wall or the crowd, it can easily cause a tragic scene, and the city wall will be completely engulfed in fire.
As the last giant arrow was shot, the main city wall turned into a sea of fire. Darima and his army were completely engulfed by the fire. Except for a small number of soldiers outside the city who did not participate in the siege in time and escaped, the rest were not spared.
Such a cruel fact was completely unacceptable to the former Yuan people. In their eyes, a siege battle with almost no suspense ended in this way.
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