It was about nine o'clock in the morning.

On the battlefield, the two sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties had made full contact and carried out a tragic offensive and defensive battle on the defensive line that stretched for six or seven miles.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the Ming army continued to press forward step by step, and had broken through the first line of fortifications of the Qing army.

The more the Ming army fought, the more courageous it became, the morale was incomparable, and the majestic troops pressed forward again and again.

Not to be outdone, the Eight Banners Army relied on their bravery and took advantage of the home advantage to resist hard, and they resisted the might of the Ming army's powerful firepower with their flesh and blood.

At the head of Pyongyang, Zilharang quietly grasped the situation, and after determining that most of the Ming army was within the range of artillery, he resolutely ordered the Eight Banners Artillery Battalion to fire back!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The red-clothed cannons in the Qing army's artillery array let out a roar, and the sky collapsed like dense thunder.

The Mongol soldiers such as Tuba, who were directing the battle, were not at all defenseless, and for a while people shouted and neighed, and there was chaos.

Tuba in armor let out a cold sweat, and a solid bullet from the Qing army just now directly took away a personal soldier beside him.

Just a few meters away from him, the pro-soldiers who were still shouting and attacking on the war horses just now disappeared in an instant, and even the head of the war horse was gone.......

Tuba and the generals of the Northern Protectorate hurriedly dismounted and hid in the trenches of the first line of defense they had just occupied, shouting and calling for other troops to hide.

The red-coated cannons used by the Qing army fired shells that were solid iron balls weighing several catties or even more than a dozen catties, and one cannon could penetrate a series of them, and everyone and horses died.

On a flat battlefield, if there is no cover, it is tantamount to suicide, and the Eight Banners Army has suffered losses from the Ming army many times.

As the Mongol soldiers ran into the trenches in a puff of smoke, or crawled on the ground, hiding behind the corpses of the Qing soldiers, the sound of fighting on the battlefield gradually disappeared, and only the artillery of the Qing army roared.

Seeing that the Ming army was nested in the trenches, the Qing army had no goal, so it could only suspend the bombardment and continue to prepare to recapture the first line of defense.

If you are a master, I will be a master!

Not to be outdone, the Ming army jumped out of the trenches with the Mongol soldiers and killed them.

More than ten years ago, the Urad Department attached to and followed the Houjin Eight Banner Army, and attacked the Ming Dynasty, Korea, Khalkha Mongolia and Shanhaiguan and beyond, and the Eight Banners Army was also an old acquaintance.

In the face of the former friendly army, the Urad Department was not polite, and under the leadership of the leader Tuba, everyone fought bravely, wielding their weapons and wantonly slashing and killing the Eight Banners Army.

As the maternal uncle of Emperor Fulin of the Qing Dynasty, the performance of the Horqin Department is even more exaggerated, and they have become brave and brave in the three armies, not verbose, just cut! Without mercy!

Not to be outdone, the leader of the Korqin tribe, Uzhito, learned from Tuba and rushed out of the trenches.

Hehar, a native of Horqin, Mongolia, is 1.9 meters tall, is the captain of Urito's personal army, and is also the first batch of Mongols to join Emperor Tianwu.

At this time, Hehar held a flail hammer and an iron shield, followed Uzhito closely, smashing all the way, knocking the Eight Banners out of the air.

Whether it is a knife or a shield, it can't stop the force of the flail hammer, and it is smashed to the point that the brain is cracked, and the tendons and bones are broken.

With the loss of the first line of defense, coupled with the Ming army's shameless thunder-throwing tactics, the Eight Banners Army on the front line no longer had the courage of the past, the second line of defense was quickly crossed, and the Qing army's defense line also retreated again and again.

"Warriors, rush!"

Tuba shouted and charged.

With his shout, the Mongolian soldiers were in high spirits, and immediately launched a full-line pursuit, continuing to expand the results of the battle.

Zilharang at the head of Pyongyang was as calm as ever, and he said to the herald beside him: "Pass on the king's military order, and order the Korean flag to be raised!" ”

"Wow!"

The minions around him hurried to give orders.

A moment later, North Korean soldiers with weapons in hand hurriedly drilled into the third line of defense.

Trinema clenched the firearm in her hand and looked at the battlefield in front of her, her heart beating involuntarily faster.

Similar to the Battle of Xuanzhou, the offensive of the Ming army was still so powerful!

The artillery battle between the two sides began again, and the ground shook violently in the rounds of artillery fire.

The gravel jumped unscrupulously on the ground, and the dust flew up and down, as if it were dancing with the gravel.

Even from such a distance, Trinima could feel the tremendous shock caused by the salvo of the Ming army's artillery.

Amid the sound of footsteps, a group of Eight Banners carrying boxes entered the trenches.

Trinima knew that the dog baskets were here to hand out 'goodie bags'.

One by one, gunpowder packets were distributed to the hands of 500 Korean soldiers, who were told that when the cannon fire on the opposite side stopped, it would be time for the Ming army to charge again, and that was the time for their 'Qing Baturu' to serve the country.

Some North Korean soldiers wept bitterly on the spot, shouting that they regretted it, and some refused to send them to their deaths.

For the North Korean soldiers who broke the contract, none of them were hacked to death on the spot by the Eight Banners soldiers, which shocked the morale of the army.

Cui Nyima looked around, and couldn't help but show despair, the current situation, there is no escape!

He laughed to himself, is the rice of the Tartars so delicious? I'm still too naïve!

A quarter of an hour later, the artillery fire of the Ming army gradually stopped.

The Mongol soldiers attacked again, and this time in addition to the Mongol soldiers, even Zhu Youneng also led the Northern Army to kill them, trying to break through the last line of defense of the Qing army.

Fei Yangguo shouted: "Baturu people, rush! ”

Hundreds of North Korean soldiers with gunpowder bags rushed towards the incoming Ming troops, some with death in their eyes, and some with fear in their eyes.

But this is war, it's a battlefield of life and death, and everyone usually comes over like this, but this time the thing tied to the body really makes people feel panicked.

Trinima ran as she managed to remove the sparkling powder bag from her body and throw it away.

However, the gunpowder bag was tied behind him, like a backpack, and he was also wrapped around his body with several thin wires, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Gunshots and shouts of killing rang in his ears, and a vivid corpse kept appearing on the way.

Trineima's back was cold, because he saw his comrades in front, who also had a powder bag tied to his back, and the long fuse behind him was like a tail, burning shorter and shorter, and it looked like it was about to be gone.

He wanted to go up and rip it off and save his life, but the guy was so frightened that he ran too fast to catch up.

In fact, as long as the two remove each other's fuses, everyone has a chance to live.

It's just that in this kind of crisis situation, people are often selfish, whether it is useful or not, their minds are full of thinking about how to escape for their lives, how can they calm down for a period of time and talk about cooperation with others?

Finally, there was a "boom" explosion, and the guy in front of him who had just rushed into the Ming army pile cracked.

The Ming army's offensive only halted for a moment, and then rushed towards it with even more ferocity, and many Korean soldiers had already fallen before they could rush in front of the Ming army.

However, with the detonation of the first North Korean soldier, there were explosions one after another on the battlefield.

At this time, Trinema's mind was already blank, and his legs and stomach were constantly spinning, as if he had seen his fate.

But now there was no room to escape, and he could only rush forward vigorously.

This is war, and human life is like a mustard!

A crisp gunshot rang out, and a young man beside Trinema fell, fourteen or sixteen years old, his face still a little immature, but now he was only a body that was gradually getting cold.

Tears flowed from Trynyima's eyes, and he didn't know why, maybe it was fear, but also for the boy's sadness.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out at close range, and Cui Nyima couldn't tell whether this attack was from the Ming army in front or from the Eight Banners Army behind.

He fell to the ground, looking up at the gray sky, in a daze, he tilted his head to look ahead, the Ming army grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, and he could even see the indifference on the faces of those Ming soldiers.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion made him one of the countless dead people on this battlefield, and his soul was scattered.