"Enter!"
"push!"
Among the charging Ming army infantry, the Ming war flag is flying high.
Under the banner, countless Ming Dynasty athletes followed the direction of the banner and fought hard. Wherever they passed, the Korean soldiers who resisted them were knocked down mercilessly. They were either trampled to death or hit on the head by their blunt objects.
On top, his brain burst and he died.
The Korean soldiers retreated continuously, and their swords struck the opponent's body, leaving a white mark. Even if they were cut open, they could not cause fatal injuries to the opponent. But the Ming army's weapons would break the muscles and bones as long as they were touched.
"Block! Block!" At this time, the officers of Goryeo could only shout blindly to maintain the integrity of the front and prevent the Ming army from attacking from all directions from disrupting their formation.
You must know that the Goryeo army cannot be in chaos, Zhu Dixuan's attack angle is very tricky. Although the strength of the Goryeo soldiers is twice that of the Yan Fan, at this moment on the battlefield, from the angle of the Ming army's attack, the Goryeo soldiers have a numerical advantage, but they cannot use it.
Once the Goryeo soldiers in front collapsed, the Goryeo soldiers coming in full force from behind would also be dispersed.
Lulululu, under Zhu Di's crotch, the BMW with four hooves on the snow moved uneasily, breathing tired mist.
After Zhu Di led his cavalry through the Goryeo infantry front, the two waves of cavalry met on the battlefield. Although the charge was short, both the men and the horse were exhausted to the extreme.
"Tired?" Zhu Di looked at his subordinates coldly.
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"You're not tired!" the athletes shouted loudly. Some of the athletes who were excited to fight tore off their armor, revealing their muscular upper bodies covered with scars.
"Hmph! Let me show off the strength of those Japanese girls!" Zhu Di pointed his riding whip at the joint between the front and rear of the Korean army formation and shouted, "Follow me, rush over and cut them open!"
"kill!"
There was another thunderous roar, and the Ming army cavalry launched a charge with thunderous hoofbeats again.
The men on horseback looked like the gods of murder in ancient portraits, with their eyes wide open and their courage unstoppable.
During the charge, their spurs were covered with blood flowing from the horses' bellies. But their hands were gently stroking the horses' necks while the horses were galloping.
There was even a cavalryman who gave his horse a gentle kiss at the moment of charging.
In this battle, they may be able to triumph as before. But the horses under their crotches, these guys who followed them in the north and south, hugged each other in the snowfields of Mobei, and stayed with each other in the depths of the grassland, will have to
Die in battle.
The tired war horses screamed in pain, but they felt the love of their masters, and their clear eyes were full of determination to regard death as home.
"Kill!"
Zhu Di pulled the reins and shouted loudly. The war horse rose into the air and flew directly into the sparse line of Goryeo soldiers.
Rivers are blocked and rivers are blocked.
A huge gap was suddenly opened in the Goryeo infantry phalanx. Countless Ming Dynasty athletes followed Zhu Di's flag and rushed directly to the weakest point of the Goryeo army.
There is the Korean war flag hanging on the flagpole.
When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. The Ming army, regardless of cavalry or infantry, is charging, constantly squeezing the space of the Korean soldiers. Looking from the sky, the Korean front army in temporary formation has been divided by the Ming army. The head and tail cannot see each other, and they are in a mess.
But the Ming army under the command of Zhu Di did not care about anything and only focused on killing people. They knew their numerical disadvantage and knew that it was impossible to annihilate the opponent's more than 70,000 people. They attacked on three sides, leaving one side to give the Koryo army room to retreat.
But this space was also the space where the Korean front and rear armies pushed each other, allowing the front armies to disperse the rear armies.
At this time, the front army of the Goryeo army collapsed and retreated. The rear army heard the order and tried its best to move forward. Seventy thousand people were in chaos, and the crowd drowned out the officers' orders.
"Follow me, kill him, kill him and seize the flag!"
Zhu Di discovered the flag of the Goryeo loyal army, wiped off the blood splattered on his faceplate, and shouted, "Kill over! Kill!"
"kill!"
Behind him, the elite personal guards, Yanfan cavalry, etc. rushed towards the opposing army desperately.
"Ay Ezebalom!"
Li Zhilan yelled angrily at the Koryo Army. It wasn't that he was incompetent, but that facing the Ming Dynasty's most decorated Nine Frontier Fortress Kings, his skills were really inferior. Moreover, the Ming Army was unexpected and caught him off guard.
"The guards are coming with me!" Li Zhilan drew her sword on her horse and shouted loudly, trying to turn the tide.
"General! Look!" At this moment, the guard beside him suddenly pulled Li Zhilan and pointed in another direction.
"Is there still an ambush?"
Li Zhilan's horrified eyes saw that probably thousands of infantrymen appeared on the diagonal side of their rear army, on a slightly elevated spot.
However, the opponent did not charge, but launched a weapon...
"Ming Dynasty artillery?" Li Zhilan almost fell from his horse, his eyes were crying, "Let the rear army disperse!"
But, it's too late.
Facing the crowded Goryeo army, the Ming army's artillerymen did not need to adjust at all. They dropped the hook of the artillery carriage from a distance of 300 steps from the Goryeo soldiers, slammed it into the soil, and then loaded it quickly and skillfully.
A total of forty artillery pieces of different sizes, with projectiles as large as bowls and as small as fists, were stuffed into the muzzles.
"Hello!"
After thousands of Ming army artillerymen roared, the sound of artillery suddenly erupted on the ground.
Bang bang bang, white smoke filled the battlefield with acrid gunpowder smoke. Each projectile caused a bloody storm in the crowd.
Those shells penetrated straight through the crowds of the Goryeo army, often not satisfied after smashing several bodies. After jumping in the dirt a few times, they stopped still.
Wherever the projectile passed, it looked like a field harvested by a sickle, with bloody passages and broken limbs. Words cannot describe the blood, and pictures cannot describe the horror.
People will always show a certain fear of unknown things. When such unknown things can kill people invisible, no matter how strong a person is, they will collapse.
The flanking rear of the Goryeo army also began to collapse. After three rounds of artillery fire, the soldiers swarmed and fled further to the rear. No one wanted to face the Ming army's artillery.
"It's over! It's over!" Li Zhilan muttered to himself in front of the rebels, and then shouted loudly, "Withdraw!!"
"General, where to retreat?" the guard shouted anxiously.
"Go to Pyongyang, retreat to the city!" Li Zhilan shouted, and the flags of the Goryeo army changed.
On the battlefield at this time, the Koryo army's troops had been cut into several pieces. After the Koryo rear army changed direction and fled like a strong man with his arms cut off, these surrounded Koryo soldiers became abandoned.
The world between heaven and earth was filled with the screams and screams of Korean soldiers.
Facing the red-eyed and frenzied Ming army, they had no intention of resisting and spread their legs one after another and ran towards the wilderness.
"Pikachu! Pikachu!" (Escape)
The general retreated, and the remaining Korean soldiers collapsed. They threw away their weapons and began to flee in confusion.
They wanted to run to higher ground, but they were caught up by the Ming army behind them, and their swords and axes hit them directly on the back of the head.
They wanted to run into the forest, but they tripped over the weeds and rocks under their feet. Then their throats were cut by the Ming army who caught up.
The Ming soldiers, whose faces were splattered with blood, cut off their heads and continued the pursuit with a knife in one hand and the dead head of the enemy in the other.
The Goryeo soldiers who lost their will to fight faced a one-sided massacre.
"Hahaha!" Zhu Di jumped off his horse and laughed loudly while looking at the battlefield, his smile full of bloodthirsty.
Looking back at the battlefield, I saw the corpses of Ming soldiers who died heroically in a pool of blood. The bloodthirsty smile on their faces turned into cruelty.
"Tell the sons, no one will be left behind!"
Suddenly, the battlefield was full of shouts from Zhu Di's personal guards, "Thousand years old has an order, leave no one behind!"
With the tacit approval of the prince, the Ming army carried out the massacre even more vigorously. Even the Goryeo soldiers who were kneeling on the roadside waiting to surrender were beaten to death by their hammers.
Woo!!!!
Behind Zhu Di, there was a scream. His beloved war horse could no longer hold on and fell to the ground. His bright eyes, stained with tears, looked at his master.
"Old man!" Zhu Di squatted down and gently touched the forehead of the war horse, with a bit of sadness on his face, "Thank you for your hard work!"
Law!! The war horse made a docile sound, its big ears flashed twice, and then it closed its eyes helplessly and with some pain.
"Go to sleep, old man!" Zhu Di put his hand on the belly of the war horse and said softly, "If you fall asleep, it won't hurt anymore!"
"Dad!" Zhu Gaoxu came from behind on horseback, "The Koreans have escaped, why don't you pursue them?"
"They can't escape, there's someone waiting for them ahead!" Zhu Di said softly, still looking at his beloved horse.
This chapter has been completed!