The sound of guns on the city wall of the capital division continued to sound one after another, and the restoration troops who rushed up the gentle slope were knocked to the ground one by one. But under the temptation of military law and the massacre of the city, the crazy soldiers still rushed forward by stepping on the corpses of their comrades.

As time passed, the gentle slope gradually began to level with the city walls, and the head of the castle that had to be crossed became a smooth road.

A bang rang out behind the North Korean gunners, followed by screams.

"It's not me! It's really not me! You see, I didn't even have a fire rope installed, it was the fire gun that started it itself! Really, you have to believe me! ”

Facing the hateful gazes of the people around him, a pair of trembling hands grabbed the fire gun, and looked at the soldiers around him in panic and explained.

He also showed the fire gun he was holding in his hand to the others, and when his hand grabbed the gun pipe, he couldn't help but scream.

The hand that grasped the tube quickly released, and when the hand was opened, a water bubble burned out of it.

The Musketeers had never encountered such a situation, neither in training nor in combat before, to the extent that they had been beaten to the point of boiling hot.

Seeing this, the other firecrackers involuntarily took the guns farther away, and the guns were like a red-hot iron rod, which would be burned immediately if they touched it.

The chaos here brought the Restorationists on the gentle slope a little closer, and the officer leading the team glanced at the muskets in the hands of the soldiers and ordered: "Draw your sword!" Kill! ”

The North Korean musketeers immediately drew their steel knives to block the rushing restoration army, and they stood tightly in a row, swinging their swords neatly and slashing forward, each swing of the knife would kill several restoration troops.

When the Restoration Army, which launched a decisive charge, saw that the firecrackers at the head of the city had given up the firecrackers and switched to hand-to-hand combat, they couldn't help but scream with excitement!

They had been suppressed by the Gunners for so long that no brave soldier could match a small bullet.

Some people charge purely for the sake of charging, even if they know that they will be killed if they rush forward.

The blood has stimulated them and they can't stop, the blood has been filling their brains, and in their eyes, only killing can calm it down.

When the musketeers at the head of the city switched to steel swords, the Restorationists went into a complete frenzy.

They swung their weapons and rushed forward, leaving wounds on the enemy even if they were cut down by the enemy in front of them.

On this narrow and gentle slope, there is no room to dodge at all, it is completely a fight like you slashing me and I stabbing you.

Watching the firecrackers piled up by countless silver coins die in such a war of attrition, the hearts of the officers in command were dripping with blood.

However, the firecracker was already hot and could not be reloaded, and the other soldiers could not be mobilized for a while, so they could only let the firecracker go first.

But in this short period of time, the firecrackers were cut down in rows.

Although more of the Restorationists died under their hands, the Restorationists didn't care. They rushed forward like madmen to fight for their lives with the firecrackers, and gradually the firecrackers were suppressed and retreated.

The Restoration Army finally stepped on the solid city wall, and at this moment the entire Restoration Army outside the city cheered.

With a gentle slope, the restoration army will continue to climb the city.

As long as they are allowed to climb to the top of the city, those officers and soldiers of the Beijing division are not their opponents at all.

Jingshi is like a girl with red fruits lying on the bed, ready to be picked by the Restoration Army at any time.

Just as a steady stream of restoration troops poured into the city, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted from among the Korean officers and soldiers.

Then the Korean officers and soldiers rushed towards the restoration army as if they had been beaten with blood, and they became as fearless as the restoration army.

An officer and soldier who had been impaled through the abdomen with a spear jumped from the city with the Restoration Army in his arms and died together, and some of them were still fighting to the death with several stabs in their bodies.

The Korean officers and soldiers drove the restoration army off the city with a fierce fight, and behind them, the Joseon king Yi Hao walked up to the city with a long sword in hand.

There were a few drops of blood on his young face, and the python robe on his body was even more bloodstained.

Li Kun put away the clairvoyant mirror and ordered: "Collect the troops!" Strike today, continue the siege tomorrow! ”

Listening to the non-stop cheers of the North Korean officers and soldiers at the head of the city, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Kun's mouth.

Li Hao still has some ability, and he actually underestimated this king of Joseon. Dare to go to the city to fight in person, but so what? It's just a heavier loss!

The loss of soldiers is nothing, and the king of Korea, Li Hao, just don't know if you will have the courage to climb the city tomorrow.

Enjoying the tsunami cheers of the surrounding mountains, Li Hao's face was filled with a proud smile.

He personally went to the city to stimulate the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and drove down the restoration army that had already ascended to the top of the city.

All this is because he leads by example, and this is what a king should do.

It was the smell of blood on his face and body that made him a little nauseous, Li Hao inadvertently tilted his head slightly and muttered in a low voice: "Next time I get some other blood, the smell of sheep blood is too bad!" ”

Kim Jong-sam responded in a whisper behind Li Hao: "The minister obeys the order!" ”

After speaking, there was a burst of contempt in his heart, and it was his idea to use sheep blood sprinkled on his body to create the illusion of killing the enemy with his own hands to boost morale.

Although this method is a little unavailable, if Li Hao really uses a sword to cut a person, this half-grown child really can't do it.

After the victory, there was no reward, and he disliked the taste of sheep's blood, Kim Jong-sam was really a little speechless.

Is the point here being the taste of sheep's blood? Your Highness, shouldn't you say something to keep the soldiers up like this?

Looking at Li Hao, who was comfortably accepting everyone's cheers, Kim Jong-sam carefully reminded: "Your Highness! It's time to reward your soldiers for their bravery! ”

Li Hao, who was on the rise, was a little unhappy when he was disturbed, and couldn't help but whisper back: "Lone knows!" ”

Looking at Li Hao, who hurriedly said a few words and returned to the palace, Kim Zhengsan was speechless for a while. Is it the right choice for the Jin family to follow Li Liang's father and son, is this Li Hao a dou who can't be helped?

Glancing at the black oppressive army outside the city, Kim Jong-sam reluctantly turned around and returned to his mansion.

The officers and troops at the head of the city took advantage of the retreat of the restoration army and demolished the gentle slope by one-third of its height.

It's not that they don't want to completely destroy the gentle slope, it's that the archers of the Restoration Army are harassing too much.

Although there was cover above the castle, tearing down each sandbag on the gentle slope risked being shot.

The night gradually shrouded in Kyoshi, and the night became deeper and deeper.

But the lights were indeed shining in Kim Jong-sam's mansion, and Kim Jong-sam was directing his servants to hide valuables in the cellar that had been dug.

This is the wealth accumulated by the Jin family for several generations, and it must not be easily taken away.

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