Behind the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunxi, several three-foot-long flags stretched in the wind and made a squeaking sound.
There is a big flag at the front. The flagpole has a dragon body circling around it. The top of the flagpole is a ferocious gilded dragon head. The dragon's mouth comes out and hooks the rectangular flag hanging on the flagpole, making the five-clawed golden dragons on the flying flag seem to be alive.
Like breaking through the sky.
This is the Ming Dynasty Dragon Flag!
Then, there are four big flags: green dragon, white tiger, basalt, and divine bird. After that, there are the red Japanese flag and the Yue flag with a yellow background.
Dong-dong-dong, the drums were beating, the flag was waving, and under the flag, the military formation roared.
At the front of the army, four thousand-man troops were ready to go. However, these people's faces did not have the fanaticism of the Ming Dynasty elites, but looked fearful and trembling.
These people were the surrendered troops of Goryeo and served as the vanguard of the army. They had no weapons in their hands. Instead, each of them carried bags of sand and earth.
Although there is no moat under Pyongyang City, numerous ditches were dug out by the Koreans to block the heavy siege equipment of the Ming army.
Qianhu, a Ming army soldier with a fierce look, lectured loudly and coldly in front of four thousand-man teams.
"The Military Rules of the Ming Dynasty!"
Cui Ru, the Korean translator and military secretary who followed Qianhu of the Ming army, shouted in Korean dialect, "Ming Guolv!"
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"After a military order is issued, during the march, one person retreats or is afraid of the battle and stops."
"If one person does not move forward, the whole group will be killed!!"
"If three people don't move forward, one flag will kill them all!"
"If five people don't move forward, hundreds of households will be killed!"
"If ten people don't move forward, thousands of households will be killed!"
The reason why the Ming army was victorious in every battle was not only due to its national strength, but also because of its strict military laws. Before the old man aspired to the world, he would draw a line in front of himself with his sword every time he fought. No one dared to retreat past this line.
, beheaded them all.
The sound of beheadings, with a strong murderous intent, made the already frightened Korean soldiers even more frightened.
"Barika!" (Run!)
Suddenly, several Korean soldiers in the team threw down the sandbags on their shoulders and ran wildly.
But hundreds of thousands of Ming troops were watching eagerly around them. Wherever they could go, they were shot to death by bows and arrows before they could escape from the thousand-man team. The few who were not shot were dragged away by the Ming soldiers like chickens.
Arrive in front of the team.
"Dare you run?" Qianhu of the Ming Army sneered, and then looked at Cui Ru, the Korean translator.
The latter's face was even more ferocious than Qianhu's. He held an iron rod in his hand and smashed the heads and faces of the few deserters who were lucky enough to survive.
Bang bang, after a few blows, white liquid and red soup were all over the floor.
With blood splashing on her face, Cui Ru gritted her teeth and looked at the Goryeo soldiers who were about to charge, and said loudly, "Dare you run? This is what will happen! Serve the Ming Dynasty, and you will get rich without dying. You idiots who don't know what is good or bad."
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At this time, Qianhu of the Ming Army grinned, waved his sword, and said, "Let's go!"
Boom, boom, boom, the war drums are rising again.
"God bless the Ming Dynasty!"
"Our army is victorious!"
More than 100,000 troops cheered, and 4,000 Korean troops surrendered. Howling hysterically, they rushed to Pyongyang City with sandbags on their backs.
At the same time, thousands of arrows fired from the walls of Goryeo.
Swish, swish, the arrow covered the sky and the sun, like dark clouds before a heavy rain, and the sky and the earth were filled with black.
Under the rain of arrows, the roaring Koryo surrender troops quickly threw sandbags into those ditches like robots, then ran back, picked up the sandbags again, and charged again.
But not everyone can come back alive. The ubiquitous rain of arrows ruthlessly harvests lives. Some Korean soldiers were directly shot through their bodies by arrows during the charge and were nailed to the ground. Those who died on the spot were lucky.
The one who was not quite dead yet screamed in pain like a beast.
The soldiers who surrendered from Goryeo came one after another, and the ground was slowly covered with a layer of corpses. Yin Hong's blood seeped into the Goryeo land covered with wild flowers.
Under the Ming Dynasty Dragon Flag, Zhu Yunxi looked at the tragic battlefield and frowned slightly, "Let the trebuchets prepare to suppress the city!"
"Your Highness is benevolent." Li Jinglong said with a smile, "Who else cares about the life and death of these Korean people except Your Highness!"
"Benevolence is nothing!" Zhu Yunxi cursed, "Everyone is dead, who is going to fill the hole? Let our people go? You go?"
Li Jinglong said anxiously, "Your Highness, the Holy Ming!" Then he quickly ordered the flag soldiers to give orders to the artillery square.
Flags were flying up and down, and the artillery positions and those trebuchets that had been adjusted showed their ferocious faces.
The trebuchets of the Ming Dynasty were as high as the city wall, and each machine was controlled by dozens of soldiers. After receiving the military order, the burly soldiers used the winch to rotate and tighten the bow strings.
Some soldiers also placed stone bullets and fire bombs in the basket of the trebuchet.
"Okay!" A shirtless Ming soldier shouted after loading his ammunition.
Under the trebuchet, another shirtless Ming soldier raised a sledgehammer with both hands, "Let's go!"
Bang, the hammer hit the trigger of the trebuchet, and sparks flew out.
In an instant, several trebuchets roared out, filling the sky with death-whistling projectiles, shooting toward the city walls of Pyongyang.
"Moragu (what the hell)"
The Korean soldiers at the top of the city were a little dazed for a moment, but their guard was a veteran soldier who had experienced a lot and loudly ordered, "Disperse, disperse!"
But, it's too late.
The Ming army's use of such long-range weapons has reached its peak. When the army approached the city, the veterans and craftsmen of the army measured and mapped the range of firepower coverage based on the distance between the two sides.
Empty! Empty! Empty!
The stone bullets hit the city wall, and the earth shook. Suddenly, smoke and dust rose from the top of the city, and bricks and stones flew everywhere. In the chaotic smoke, countless Korean soldiers were hit by the flying stones. The stone bullets bounced off the city head, like iron plows
Hoeing across the fields.
It's just that the iron pear lifts you up like dirt, while the stone bullets crush you into human flesh and blood.
In addition, there was an ear-splitting roar at the top of the city, and the thick white smoke choked people's breath. The sound of explosions was filled with the ruins of Gao Li's soldiers.
Fire bombs are made of pig iron with a hollow core filled with gunpowder. They are fired at the top of the city and explode, causing pieces of iron to fly around. If you block it, you will die. When Zhu Yunxi saw this thing for the first time, he almost thought it was a large hand grenade.
The wisdom of the ancients is infinite. The five thousand years of Ming Dynasty history is a history of cruel wars full of wisdom and innovation.
Gunpowder was used in warfare and flourished in the Song and Jin Dynasties. When the Mongols conquered the Jin capital, they found this gunpowder in the warehouse that the Jin people had learned from the Song people. It was like finding a treasure. It was also brought into the Western Expedition by the descendants of Genghis Khan.
Samarkand, known as the Golden City of the Western World, was captured by the Mongols using such fire bombs, trebuchets, and artillery. They also wrapped their caliph in a gorgeous carpet and trampled him to death with war horses.
"Walk!"
There was another bang, and the trebuchet that had just been loaded was fired again.
Another round of bullets that covered the sky and roared with death was fired towards the city.
"Get back! Get back!"
Within the range of the trebuchet attack, the walls of Pyongyang could no longer stand, and the Korean soldiers retreated one after another.
"Hurry up! Keep filling in, it's done!" Thousands of households of the Ming army shouted loudly to the Goryeo soldiers carrying sandbags.
The Korean soldiers were even more frightened. Just now, they saw with their own eyes that the brothers at the front were fired by trebuchets. The deflected missiles smashed directly into the soil and turned into a pile of debris.
"Cannon! Forward!"
Behind the trebuchet, the officers of the Ming army, wearing jackets and no armor, were shouting loudly.
Then, pulled by countless cattle, horses and livestock, the dark artillery pieces were slowly pushed to the front of the position. Then, with the sound of soldiers' trumpets, they were dragged up the built slope and aimed at the head of Pyongyang City.
"The artillery is still not powerful enough. If there are red cannons, one shot will collapse Pyongyang's city wall!" Zhu Yunxi looked at the artillery phalanx and thought to himself.
At this time, the caliber of the Ming Dynasty's artillery was not large enough, and the casting technology was not mature enough. It was acceptable for field combat, but it was still lacking in power in siege warfare.
Suddenly, just behind the passage filled by the Korean soldiers, several monsters that seemed to pierce the sky were pushed out.
It was a siege vehicle of the Ming Dynasty. It was said to be a vehicle but it was actually a mobile building. The siege vehicle was three feet tall, higher than the city wall. The whole body was made of hard wood and covered with a layer of iron. There were hidden stairs and attics inside.
Hidden soldiers, and soldiers climbing.
Under each siege vehicle, there are four wooden wheels at the front and rear that are as tall as two people, used to push it forward.
Once this behemoth was brought close to the city wall, and the springboard with hooks on it was set up on the city wall, the Ming army could continuously climb up the city wall from bottom to top and start hand-to-hand combat with the Goryeo soldiers.
"Strong in the front, push up in the back!"
"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"
Underneath the advancing siege engines were thousands of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty pushing hard. The siege engines were like mountains, moving forward slowly.
Gradually, for fear of accidentally injuring their brothers, the Ming army's trebuchets stopped. The Korean counterattack also came.
Countless rockets were fired at the advancing siege vehicles. At the same time, the few ballistas in Pyongyang City also fired fiercely at the siege vehicles.
In the blink of an eye, the huge siege vehicle became like a hedgehog. But it still moved forward slowly. Under the attack of arrows, some of the Ming soldiers who pushed the vehicle continued to fall.
However, as soon as someone fell, the Ming army immediately dragged the injured brother aside.
Suddenly, when they were three hundred steps away from the city wall, the iron covers of several siege vehicles were pushed open, revealing the dark muzzles of the guns inside.
"put!"
Bang bang bang, white smoke accompanied by roar, the artillery aimed directly at the city wall suddenly filled the top of Pyongyang with smoke.
At this time, some archers climbed to the top of the siege vehicle and began to shoot at the defenders on the city wall from a high position.
"Your Highness, I'm asking for a fight. If I can't fight to the city, I'd like to come and see you!" Cao Zhen, Marquis of Jingchuan, stood in front of Zhu Yunxi's horse and asked for a fight loudly.
"I'm going to choke you to death. You've taken all the good things. How can you be so capable?" The other veterans yelled.
Zhu Yunxi gave Li Jinglong a look, and the latter smiled at the veterans and said, "Seniors, please be patient. The Koreans still have back-ups. If they rush to the city, all the dead will be our brothers!" With that, he pointed to the battlefield.
, those Korean surrender soldiers who survived the disaster said with a smile, "Let them go first. Even if they can't kill anyone, it's still a good thing to let the Korean swords curl up!"
At this time, Zhu Yunxi took his eyes away from the battlefield and said coldly to the people behind him, "There is no military report from King Yan yet? He hasn't found the large reinforcements of Goryeo yet?"
This chapter has been completed!