At this moment, Zhu Guoqiang, who was in the Ming army camp, was determined to fight a decisive battle. He was standing on the mountain and observing the city of Pyongyang. The city was now focused on an army of 100,000 Jiannu. The Pinglu army had already broken through Jintong.

As long as the Jiangjiang North defense line crosses the Jintong River, it will be equivalent to troops approaching Pyongyang City!

Moreover, Huang Taiji is in this army. As long as they can all be wiped out here, the biggest threat to the Ming Dynasty can be eliminated, and when the time comes, he can start preparing to enter the pass.

Enter the customs!

What did the entry of Jiannu bring to the Ming Dynasty?

It is the complete loss of Chinese civilization!

But what about your own entry?

It's salvation!

Standing on the hillside, Zhu Guoqiang looked at Pyongyang with a relatively calm look.

This should be the last battle against Jiannu and Huang Taiji!

Not only Zhu Guoqiang but also the soldiers of the Pinglu Army were full of confidence in the upcoming battle. Even Yan Ermei and others, who had always been steady, were infected by the exciting fighting spirit of the entire army.

However, Wan Shouqi looked at the looming mountains in the distance that were rendered looming by the mist, and he spoke to the general with some worry:

"General, do you think Huang Taiji will really fight with us this time? Is he trying to run away again?"

"Want to escape..."

After a pause, Zhu Guoqiang said with some confidence.

"Probably not. Whether it is for the honor of the warriors or for the future of the Qing Dynasty, Huang Taiji will fight us decisively this time."

Although he seemed confident, Zhu Guoqiang had no confidence in his heart. After all, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was not the Ming Dynasty. The bones of the Ming Dynasty were too hard, so hard that they simply did not know how to adapt. As for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the bones could be said to be surprisingly soft. As long as they could

They are willing to do whatever it takes to survive.

Land cession, compensation, hunting in the north, patrol in the west...

In short, in terms of the integrity of the country, the Manchus and Qing Dynasties definitely had no bottom line at all.

"Yes. Huang Taiji is a hero of his generation. He should know that once he abandons Pyongyang, North Korea will no longer have room for him. Apart from a decisive battle, he will definitely have no other choice."

Just as Yan Ermei finished speaking, they suddenly saw clouds of smoke exploding from the frozen Jintong River.

Although Zhu Guoqiang and others standing on the mountain could not hear the explosion due to the distance, the explosion that lasted for several miles still made everyone open their eyes in surprise.

"not good!"

Zhu Guoqiang said in surprise.

"The slaves want to escape!"

At this moment, Zhu Guoqiang's heart was racing with hundreds of thousands of "grass and mud horses". This damn thing has no bottom line!

We just broke through your outer defense line, and you, Huang Taiji, are actually trying to escape!

Why are you so forgetful?

Why did you forget that running away after hearing the news is a special skill of the Aisin Gioro family.

"General, should we order a pursuit now?"

"Chase?"

Zhu Guoqiang frowned, then shook his head and said.

"Huang Taiji is not defeated. Our pursuit now plays into his hands..."

Although he doesn't know what prompted Huang Taiji to make such a decisive decision to withdraw, Zhu Guoqiang believes that Huang Taiji will not withdraw easily. He will definitely think about giving himself a counterattack while withdrawing. After all, his strength has not been compromised.

.It's better to be careful. After all, he is still much stronger than those descendants.

"Don't chase poor criminals, just let them live a little longer."

After thinking about it, Zhu Guoqiang asked again.

"Has the artillery team arranged the artillery?"

"Your Majesty, the field artillery and rockets have been deployed, and now we can launch the artillery shells into Pyongyang City."

"Fire on the Datong River!"

Staring at Pyongyang City, Zhu Guoqiang ordered.

"Raise the hot air balloon and observe. As soon as you find Jiannu's pontoon bridge, fire on the Datong River immediately!"

Unlike the relatively narrow Jintong River, the Datong River has not completely frozen because it is wider in Henan. If Jiannu wanted to cross the river, he would definitely build a pontoon bridge. Zhu Guoqiang was not willing to send troops to attack and then cut off the pontoon bridge.

But there is no problem in blocking it with artillery fire.

The messengers ran like flying to issue orders. As soon as the outer battle was over, the artillerymen and civilians began to move the artillery and rockets forward. Now Jiannu must be preparing to cross the river through the pontoon bridge, which happened to be a ready-made target.

Just as Zhu Guoqiang guessed, when the hot air balloon rose, the observer in the gondola discovered two pontoon bridges. On the two pontoon bridges, the slaves of the brigade were evacuating to the south of the Yangtze River through the pontoon bridges.

Of course, the Jiannu who were running wildly on the pontoon would not know that they had been discovered. Those who were fleeing had no intention of paying attention to this. As for Huang Taiji and his more than 30,000 true Eight Banners, they had already made the decision to retreat yesterday.

They have successfully evacuated to the other side through the pontoon bridge. Now, the people who are beginning to retreat are the green soldiers - the green soldiers who defend the defense line outside the city.

Because it was a retreat, some people needed to be left behind to prevent the Ming army from pursuing them. However, a large number of Green Camp soldiers had to abandon their defense line and retreat to the other side. Park Yiman and others who had left the defense line had already retreated to the riverside.

They were out of breath and exhausted, but they did not dare to stop and rest for fear that if they retreated too late, the Ming army would pursue them.

Seeing that he could retreat to the other side after running for a while, and once he arrived, as long as the gentlemen burned the pontoon bridge, they would be able to stop the Ming army. Pu Yiman couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down at the same time.

"Oh, my life is saved!"

The people on the side also sighed:

"Yeah, another narrow escape from death!"

For them, there is no sense of shame in living an ignoble existence. Ants are still greedy for life, let alone humans?

For them, as long as they can survive, that's fine.

"Hey, it's just a river. The Ming army will still chase us. What will we do if they chase us?"

Park Yiman didn't know what to say, so he just raised his head and looked north.

Defeated!

Was the Qing Dynasty so defeated?

Originally, he wanted to be loyal to the emperor and the Qing Dynasty, but now, after only two days of fighting, the emperor asked everyone to withdraw from Pyongyang.

Didn’t the Qing Dynasty always suppress the Ming army in the past?

Why have we reached this stage now?

Not to mention Pu Yiman who couldn't figure it out, even Huang Taiji and other Manchu dignitaries who had retreated to the other side couldn't figure out what was going on.

In the past, it was the Ming army that could not withstand the Qing's attacks. No matter how hard they fought, the Ming became stronger as they fought, while the Qing became weaker and weaker.

Of course, Huang Taiji will not always be immersed in this problem. After all, for him, there is a more important thing - what to do next?

Now that we have withdrawn from Pyongyang, we have probably gained three to five days.

Three to five days later, the Ming army will still catch up. What will happen next?

Following his master, Fan Wencheng thought that his master was upset about Pyongyang's defeat, so he comforted him:

"Master, as long as the men and horses are preserved, that's fine! As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to be afraid..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whistling sound of the artillery shells flew through the air and landed on the river, which was only a few dozen feet away from them. When the artillery shells exploded, they exploded water columns on the river. He stared at the surging water columns. Huang Taiji

He was startled for a moment, then said loudly.

"Quick, let the troops cross the river quickly!"

With this burst of artillery, more artillery shells and rockets flew from the distance. These artillery shells and rockets just fell towards the river. Although the rockets and artillery shells were not very accurate, and they basically fell into the river.

, but the rocket exploded huge water columns on the river. The sudden shelling caused the Green Camp soldiers who were crossing the bridge to immediately become confused. They all squeezed forward desperately and fled. Many people were beside the bridge.

They were caught off guard and fell into the cold river water. They immediately struggled in the water with howls and howls, but no matter whether they knew how to swim or not, they all made no sound after struggling for a few times and slowly sank.

During the continuous shelling, the Qing troops on the pontoon were scrambling to escape, and the bridge suddenly turned into a traffic accident scene!

Park Yiman, who was desperately pushing forward in the crowd, could not get to the front after all. Although he squeezed forward desperately, he was still forced to the edge of the pontoon. While he was trying to stabilize his body, an explosion occurred.

The blast of water caused the pontoon to shake violently.

Park Yiman, who was standing by the pontoon, stumbled and fell into the river... He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket! Such a thick cotton-padded jacket and it was so close to the cold river water that it was soaked with water.

The cotton-padded jacket weighs dozens of kilograms. Even though he knows how to swim, how can I still survive with such heavy clothes?
Chapter completed!