At the same time, the earthen hills under the feet of the Jin army generals also rumbled and trembled, and then the neighing of the horses under the crotch of the generals began. But for some reason, it was clearly the horses under their crotch that were neighing, but the sound was as small as the sound of mosquitoes in summer. Instead, there was obvious tinnitus and a continuous but compact rumbling sound that came from an unknown direction.
Wuzhu was puzzled for a moment, and tried hard to suppress the tumbling of the warhorse under him. Then he looked back, but saw that almost all the cavalry on the hill were in the same struggle. Everyone was trying hard to control the warhorse under their crotch, and many people were caught off guard and were thrown off the out-of-control and frightened warhorse.
The mountain collapsed!
Wuzhu finally caught the "reason" of the incident from the corner of his eye - a corner of the earthen hill suddenly collapsed, and someone had fallen down with his horse.
There will definitely be a lot of casualties this time. Even the rammed earth mound cannot be made solid. The officer in charge of the mound must be killed!
Wuzhu, who was still trying to suppress the warhorse under his crotch, was half angry and half speechless, and this thought flashed through his mind.
But, so I said but, just the next moment when the Fourth Prince caught the so-called truth and had this idea, suddenly, in the cold wind, an inexplicable heat wave rolled in from the east, which completely stunned Wuzhu, and he instinctively looked to the east.
However, at the first sight, the ruling prince of the Jin Dynasty fell off his horse.
But then, with blood all over his head and face, Wushu tried hard to get up, climbed onto a warhorse that belonged to someone unknown, and then took a closer look.
There was no other reason. At this moment, on the north side of Yuancheng, nearly a hundred steps away from the city gate tower, there were seven or eight white clouds in the sky that had not dissipated. And under the clouds, the city walls and gate towers that had stood tall before, as well as everything on the city walls and gate towers, and everything in front of the city walls and gate towers, had all disappeared.
Just like magic, it was all gone.
The warm wind dissipated and his hearing gradually recovered. The hill was still in chaos. Uncontrolled war horses were running rampant below the hill. Many people wearing heavy armor were thrown to the ground, suffering unbearable pain. Many others had bruised faces and noses, some even had blood all over their faces like the Fourth Prince. Some even fell headfirst from the collapsed hill and lay motionless.
At the same time, the troops in the river and behind the river were already in chaos. The Jin army camp was also in a mess, with countless people running and screaming, because they had no idea what was happening.
There was no good result in the Song army camp either. Countless Song soldiers and civilians were running around in their respective camps like headless flies. The most outrageous thing was that the hot air balloon broke free from the rope and floated to the north with the elite officers on it.
However, several senior officials such as Wuzhu and Balisu were either still on their horses or could only stand or sit on the earthen hill, without any reaction at all. No one cared about the chaos. Everyone just stared in a daze at the disappeared northern wall of Yuancheng.
After a long while, Wuzhu took a few deep breaths and came back to his senses. Then, with his face covered in blood, he turned around and sat on the dirt hill. Pu Lisu said, "Marshal... this smell is gunpowder... what the Song people wrote in the court newspaper a few years ago is true... their gunpowder is more powerful than thunder!"
Balisu, his face covered in mud, opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly, the Jurchen commander remembered something, then hugged Wuzhu's horse leg, stood up like crazy, and blurted out:
"Taiyuan! Taiyuan! Yuancheng is already like this, what's the point?! My Taiyuan is gone!!!"
Wuzhu was stunned for a moment, and felt the back of his head rolling towards him three times. He almost fell off the horse, but he used his feet to kick Balisu's body to prevent himself from falling off the horse for the second time.
Under the city of Taiyuan.
After a terrifying roar, Yuan Weiyi fled from the purple-robed wizard's tent in panic, but his warrior instinct made him firmly grasp a mallet with his still usable left hand... That was the mallet that Master Dahui had just used to help the kitchen in the tent smash rice cakes... There were many people in the army who were from the south of the Imperial Camp.
However, this was not the time to discuss this. Yuan Weiyi was in front, holding a club, and Monk Dahui was behind with empty hands. The two of them staggered and walked out of the tent in a daze, only to see that the entire camp and tent were filled with civilians and auxiliary soldiers running around!
Yuan Weiyi glanced at the inexplicably huge cloud in the northwest of the camp, and without caring whether Master Dahui knew Japanese or not, he turned around and spoke to Master Dahui in Japanese:
"Master, this is either an earthquake or a volcano. I've seen it before. Let's go and protect the official's house!"
Even though Monk Dahui was well versed in Buddhism and his ability to compose tongue twisters was even greater, he was still confused and panicked at this moment. He just instinctively followed the studious Japanese samurai in front of him and moved forward.
However, after walking for only half a minute and leaving the camp, the tinnitus disappeared and his mind recovered slightly. Suddenly, dozens of horns sounded from all directions. These were the horns for the army to march forward. Upon hearing this, all the panicked people, including some soldiers who were trying to camp in the camp, looked in the direction of the sound. However, in the panic, they saw the dragon flag on the general's platform suddenly raised and then slowly moved forward.
Then, countless noises came from the general platform. It was the imperial guards on the platform who were all shouting and yelling. At first, it seemed chaotic, but as the dragon flag moved forward a few steps, the sounds gradually became uniform. Monk Dahui could hear clearly that the guards on the platform were all shouting - "The city has been breached! The emperor is marching out!"
"The city has been breached! The government has marched out!"
Dahui repeated it several times, stumbling, but running forward with his hands clasped together. "The city has been breached, the emperor has marched out... the emperor has marched out!"
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