There is a faint coolness in the early summer dusk in the North. The wind gently blows through the outrageously prosperous fat grasses, wild grasses and trees, bringing with it a rustling sound, and the occasional bird song can still be heard across the west.
The quiet sky with a faint hint of halo made the starry sky that gradually became brighter seem to be a little more alive.
Tens of thousands of Ming Dynasty troops in bright red armor were stationed quietly about five miles away from the North Korean camp at the foot of Shuozhou City. Taking advantage of the darkening sky, the North Korean camp with only a few smokes was not even a trace of vigilance.
, they simply didn’t notice this army that was armed to the teeth and was about to choose people to devour.
Shi Heng, wearing helmet and armor, holding the reins of his horse, standing at the front of the team, raised his head and looked at the sky. Gradually, the last trace of hazy yellow disappeared under the horizon, and the stars became brighter and brighter.
The night sky looks so low, and the bright stars flicker, as if tempting people to reach out and pick them. Occasionally, thin and gauzy clouds gently float by, creating a poetic and picturesque scene.
"It's a night like this, it's the time to kill people and set fires." Just when Shi Heng fell into a semi-literary state, Cao Yi next to him said this in a very embarrassing way, making Shi Heng feel like he was admiring a thousand-year-old painting.
While I was doing the rolls, I suddenly found someone around me picking my nose, which made me feel disgusting.
Staring at this guy, Shi Heng took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked at the soldiers behind him whose eyes were filled with the desire to make achievements. "Everyone, we are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, and what we stand on is not a foreign country.
The land of foreign countries is the territory of our Ming Dynasty. For decades, North Korea has overtly and covertly snatched away large areas of our Ming Dynasty's land. What's more, they have colluded with many tribes to brazenly attack our Ming Dynasty.
The important town in Liaodong launched an attack..."
"Over the past few decades in our Liaodong border town, more than a million people have been displaced, their families have been destroyed, and some people have even been kidnapped and made into slaves by them, working as cattle and horses for these foreign races. Life is worse than death..."
"But today, I, General Shi Heng of Zhenshuo of the Ming Dynasty, came here according to the order of His Majesty the Emperor. I came to this land that originally belonged to me, the Ming Dynasty, and brought you brave Ming Dynasty soldiers..."
"Drive those aliens out of our homeland of China, and plant the flag of our Ming Empire on the heads of the conquered people under our iron hooves. Today, this is just the first step we take..."
"Let our descendants always remember our glory. We are proud, brave, and fearless soldiers of the Ming Empire! Forward!" With Shi Heng's last roar, with the big hand of Shi Heng
Wave down.
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Three brightly colored fireworks bloomed under the bright clear sky. On the Ming artillery position about three miles southeast of the main position of the Ming army, the artillery battalion Qianhu Zhang Bao saw the fireworks and turned around.
After the sound came, he sternly ordered to fire at the dozens of gunners who were ready and waiting for his military orders.
In the blink of an eye, ten dark and ferocious cannons suddenly set back, and then erupted a ball of dazzling white flames from the muzzle, followed by gunpowder smoke that looked like it could transform into a demon.
Then there was a series of thunderous roars, and ten more artillery pieces spit out blazing white and dazzling flames. The distance between each ten artillery pieces was exactly the time it took for ten fingers to curl, no more, no less.
Eighty artillery pieces roared in turn, and the shells drew beautiful curves under the starry sky, falling straight towards the North Korean camp several miles away...
Yu Bochang and others who were having dinner also heard the sound of fireworks exploding like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. After that, the camp that was originally having a quiet meal suddenly became noisy, and Yu Bochang couldn't help but put it down.
He picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the Chinese army tent. Without raising his head, he could already see the fireworks blooming in dazzling colors in the sky.
"What's going on?" Yu Bochang stared at those gorgeous fireworks, his heart tightened for no reason, and he asked in a deep voice.
"Report to the general. I don't know yet. Maybe it was the common people who set it free. Haha, now that our 50,000 king's divisions are here, those common people may be celebrating that our Joseon king's division came to avenge the people, soldiers and civilians of Yongzhou." Next to him.
One general said disapprovingly.
Another military general immediately retorted: "Why don't these people in Shuozhou City, who are much richer than the villagers, not let go? This is the first time that the general has seen such large fireworks."
And at this moment, dozens of dense thunderous roars suddenly came from the southeast of the camp, making the generals who were still about to argue couldn't help but look at the clear and bright sky in astonishment.
of starry sky.
"The sound of artillery, this is the sound of artillery!" At this time, a certain general who was originally full of doubts suddenly roared loudly, and with dozens of roaring and thunderous sounds, the cannonballs rubbed the air while flying in the sky.
The ear-piercing scream came as expected...
Then, several balls of fire burst out right next to the generals of the Korean army. The scorching flames suddenly grew in size, blowing people and things around them apart outwards.
Before the North Korean soldiers, who were stunned by the first wave of shelling, could react, the second round of shelling landed as scheduled, and then, the third round, the fourth round, and every round of shelling in North Korea.
The camp collapsed into clouds of blazing flames and smoke.
At this time, the sound of the iron hooves of more than 30,000 cavalrymen, and the roar of the Ming Dynasty's victory from tens of thousands of Ming Dynasty cavalry roared like a tsunami, as if the sound of the artillery was also drowned out by this roar.
Five miles is not close at all, but for the cavalry, it is only a not too far assault distance. However, these cavalrymen were beating their horses and running forward wildly while cursing in their hearts.
Because the power of those artillery fire was really shocking, and the artillery fire seemed to never stop.
From the moment they started charging, until they were only a few miles away from the North Korean camp, they could already see that the North Korean camp had turned into a sea of fire, and the North Korean soldiers had long lost any will to fight.
Rolling and crawling, crying and shouting, they fled towards the outside of the camp.
This made the 30,000 Ming Dynasty cavalry who originally came with murderous intent very depressed, and they also calmed down the mounts underneath them in a tacit understanding.
"It seems that we can only clean up the mess." Shi Heng couldn't help but laugh at himself when he saw the Korean army's camp with flames blazing into the sky. At this time, he suddenly remembered what Zhu Qizhen once told him in the past.
of a sentence.
"Facing the bombing of artillery clusters, in this era, no country's military dares to face the bombing of artillery clusters."
No wonder Zhu Qizhen, the great emperor of tomorrow, values artillery so much. Look at the tens of thousands of North Korean troops who were originally capable of fighting. Now, without even being able to draw their swords from their sheaths, they have turned into a group of hamsters in a panic...
