"How can Marquis Jingchuan be so brave?"
Under the city, Zhu Yunxi, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh when he saw Marquis Jingchuan like this.
Next to him, Fu Youde smiled slightly, "Your Highness doesn't know something. This guy had a nickname in the army earlier, called Cao Lengzi. He was born to be stupid and bold without fear of death. He was also bloodthirsty by nature. In his early years, if he didn't kill someone for a day, he would feel unhappy all over his body!
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In fact, it is not only Cao Zhen, but also most of the old military princes of the Ming army. In another gap, the same is true for Heqing Hou Zhang Yi and others. These old killers usually engage in corruption and abuse of law, but when they go to battle, they are all ready to fight.
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Not only do they fight hard on their own, but they also have to bring their children, nephews and juniors to the front line in every battle.
"Today I know why the late prince protected these people in such a way. Today I deeply understand how many invisible but powerful political legacies I have inherited!"
Zhu Yunxi said something in his heart and said loudly, "After this battle, I will beg for credit for the old marquises!" As he said this, he saw the first wave of Ming troops rushing to the top of the Goryeo city like a tide, and shouted, "
Get ready for the second wave!”
The first wave was made up of old marquises who longed for hereditary merit. These old killers were used to being domineering in the army. Those young generals obviously did not dare to compete for victory at the top of the city, but they were secretly holding back their anger for a long time.
After the military order was issued, Xiliang Hou Puyu, Qu Neng and others stood in front of the army with their eyes red, gearing up.
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The battle for the gap at the top of the city has reached a fever pitch. The armored elite of the Ming army at the forefront slowly advanced in the face of the incoming Korean soldiers from all directions.
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The heavy armored infantry of the Ming army all wore double layers of iron armor. The first layer was cotton armor, and the armor and chain armor. Not only was this combination not afraid of being stabbed by swords and guns in defense, but it was also lighter than all the fine iron armor.
Some.
"Push over!"
Cao Zhen was protected by his nephew, wielding his sword and shouting.
"kill!"
The Ming army following him roared, and those on the outside held up iron shields and pushed hard, while those behind him stabbed at the gaps with their short swords, and used long-handled iron axes to chop at the Koreans' heads.
Gradually, more and more Ming soldiers were at the top of the city, and the Korean formation revealed a wide gap. More Ming troops followed this gap, charging with howls and arrows against the Korean bows and arrows on both sides.
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At this time, under the city wall, the Ming army also set up an archery tower. The archers climbed up the archery tower and started shooting at the city head. Looking down from the sky, the bows and arrows from both sides were coming back and forth. The Ming army in black armor on the ground was firing fiercely.
Hanging together with the Korean soldiers.
"Brother in front, get out of the way!"
The Ming army suddenly burst out with a shout.
Just as the Ming army slowly moved forward and pushed the Korean soldiers back, dozens of Ming soldiers rushed forward carrying small black cannons.
Boom! Bang!
The cannon opened fire instantly. The Ming army carried a cannon weighing several hundred kilograms, which was filled with iron sand weighing three cents.
"Ahhh!"
There were screams at the top of the city, blood and flesh were everywhere, and the Korean soldiers howled and rolled, it was so tragic.
As the flames sprayed out, within thirty steps of the surrounding area, the Korean soldiers screamed and fell down. After firing a few cannons, not only did the Ming army gain a complete foothold at the top of the city, but the front line that the Korean people held on to with all their might was in danger of collapsing.
The fighter plane disappeared in a flash, and the Ming army took advantage of the panic of the Koreans and continued to move forward. The gunners, behind their comrades, quickly reloaded.
Bang bang, boom boom!
Explosions sounded at the top of the city, and the densely packed Korean people fell down like wheat.
The tens of thousands of Ming troops who charged in the first wave all went up and had already opened a huge gap in the city wall.
"Second wave, go up!" Jun Zhu Yunxi ordered loudly.
As soon as the voice fell, there were tens of thousands of tigers and tigers again, shouting that the Ming Dynasty would be victorious, and they attacked boldly.
This wave was made up of all the Ming Dynasty generals in their prime, and each one wanted to make a great contribution. When they charged, they were even more fierce than the first wave.
After these fresh troops went up, the Koryo people's line immediately retreated again, and on the city wall, they were separated by the Ming army like iron gates.
"Mount the gun!"
Qu Neng and the Marquis of Xiliang led their men to rush up to the city wall and shouted in the direction of the diagonal stairs of the city wall where the Korean reinforcements were galloping.
In the second wave of charges, there were more small cannons, and these small cannons were deployed in an instant.
Boom boom, there was another burst of artillery roar. The projectiles wreaked havoc on the crowd of Korean soldiers, like a river bursting its embankment, cascading thousands of miles.
"Kill it!"
Qu Neng roared and took the lead in charging towards the Korean reinforcements.
They charged forward, carrying artillery behind them, and fired on the flanks. The Ming army fought extremely smartly, using all weapons at hand to kill the Koreans.
Behind, along the collapsed city wall, there was a steady stream of Ming troops carrying artillery and other equipment, as well as elite crossbowmen, who seized the high places on the city wall and kept firing arrows at the Korean soldiers.
"The outer city must have been taken!" Lan Yu said in Zhu Yunxi's ear, "Brothers who are going up, advance along the road. In less than half a day, the Koreans will collapse. Now it depends on whether the brothers can rush in at once.
King's City! How about I take someone with me and go up again?"
The city wall was full of fighting figures, and soldiers kept screaming and falling from the city wall, landing heavily on the ground. At the same time, amid the sounds of explosions, the Ming army's troops charged forward bravely.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the battlefield and spoke slowly, "Capture the outer city. The royal city of Goryeo is just made of paper. Why are you so anxious?" He said with another smile, "The ministries have established themselves at the top of the city. Let the fire soldiers go up!"
The last straw that broke the Korean people's lives was up.
The elite firecrackers of the Ming army rushed up the city wall. The Ming army infantry moved to both sides, allowing the firecrackers' barrels to be aimed at the Koreans who were still resisting.
Bang bang bang, white smoke billows from the top of the city. How can human flesh and blood resist steel?
After two rounds of volleys, the dense Korean army collapsed.
"If you can't beat me, run away!"
"People in the Ming Dynasty know magic!"
"Go find the black dog's blood!"
The front troops of Goryeo fled in a swarm and rushed directly to the reinforcements behind them. They wanted to run and rush forward to block the gap. The two sides were entangled. The Ming army behind them was chasing them with bows and arrows, muskets, and artillery.
Constant bombardment.
The blood has long flowed into a river, dripping continuously along the gaps in the city wall. Looking up from the bottom of the city, the city wall where the battle was the fiercest has turned into blood.
"Hold! Hold! Don't run! Whoever runs will kill his whole family!"
Li Bangguo, the second son of the King of Goryeo, shouted wildly with his sword and killed several deserters. However, he and his bodyguards were immediately scattered and drowned by the fleeing Goryeo soldiers.
"Xiba! Useless thing! If you don't defend it, Goryeo will be destroyed!"
Li Fangguo slashed at the charging Ming army like a madman, shouting crazily.
With a clang, the steel knife in his hand struck the shoulder armor of a Ming soldier, causing the opponent to stumble. However, the opponent was so brave that instead of retreating, he struck back with a knife.
Phew, Li Fangguo felt hot in her lower abdomen.
At the sight, the Ming soldier with an old face whom he had chopped was pressed against the city wall with one hand, and the knife in the other hand was stabbing his body like a butchered pig, and there was still a knife in his mouth.
Roar.
"Who the hell gave you the courage to kill you, Grandpa Cao! Grandpa tells you that you can't kill someone by cutting him, you can only stab him!"
Poof, the knife was pulled out, bringing blood all over the face of the old Ming Jun.
Li Fanguo clutched her stomach and slowly slipped down, staring blankly at the sky with a river of blood underneath her body.
"Dad, are you okay?"
It was Cao Zhen, Marquis of Jingchuan, who stabbed Li Fangguo to death. He panted and sat down. After his eldest son stabbed a Korean soldier to death, he asked anxiously.
"What can happen to me? I'm just damn... tired!"
After all, Cao Zhen was no better than a young man, and he was a little exhausted from the killing. Then he glared at his nephews and cursed, "You continue to kill, if you don't chop off ten f*cking heads, you will have no food!" After that, he took off the iron on his head.
He was wearing a helmet, breathing rapidly, and his chest was like a bellows.
At this time, more Ming troops rushed forward, forcing the Koreans to retreat continuously.
Among the crowd, Xiliang Hou Puyu stretched out his arm, "Uncle Cao, if you are tired, you can go down and rest!"
"Get the fuck out of here, will I get tired?" Cao Zhen stood up, holding on to the wall, and said sideways, "I knocked down this city wall, so don't you fucking come here to take the credit!"
"How dare you, junior!" Pu Yu grinned, "Besides, I don't care about this city wall. I want to lead people to attack the palace of Goryeo!"
Cao Zhen was stunned and yelled, "You are taking advantage? Who of you would have come here without me?" As he said that, he shouted to his nephews and nephews who were still fighting, "My sons, follow me to the palace of the King of Korea."
! There are all good things inside, come and grab them with me!"
After yelling, he ran directly to his son who was stabbing someone, and kicked him, "You have chicken feathers in your ears? I told you to go grab something with me!"
Cao An staggered after being kicked by me, and said, "Dad, Your Highness the Grand Sun didn't say that he would be robbed?"
"When Po Yingtian was defeated, the old emperor didn't say anything about snatching her away. Didn't I snatch your mother back home? Otherwise, where would you come from?"
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The battle situation has been decided. The Ming army rushing up along the gap in the city wall now numbers at least nearly 100,000 people. There are sounds of fighting, explosions, fires, screams and gunpowder smoke everywhere in the city.
Zhu Yunxi tightened the rope on his armor and said under the dragon flag, "Everyone, follow me into the city!"
"Your Highness!"
Everyone around him immediately knelt down, "Your Highness is worth a thousand dollars, the war is still going on ahead, don't act rashly!"
He is the crown prince, and no one dares to let him board the city while the fighting is still going on at the top of the city.
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly and said, "Destiny lies with the Ming Dynasty and fate lies with me. What are you afraid of?" He said loudly, "Li Jinglong, Fu Rang, lead the way!"
"Here!"
The guards of the East Palace couldn't hold it any longer. After hearing the order, they rushed forward to clear the way.
Zhu Yunxi stepped on the bricks and stones on the slope and slowly climbed up the city wall covered with flesh and blood.
"My grandson is a thousand years old. He has come to the city in person to supervise the battle. All the armies must destroy the enemy and take the lead bravely!"
The world was filled with the roars of the guards and the responses of the Ming army soldiers.
Zhu Yunxi moved forward slowly and stopped in front of a broken Goryeo battle flag.
With a swishing sound, he drew out his waist knife and swung it across. The Korean war flag fell down and flew helplessly down the city.
Zhu Yunxi pointed at this place and said loudly, "Put the flag of the Ming Dynasty here!"
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Come on, Guangzhou, I’m going to do nucleic acid testing!
This chapter has been completed!