The North Korean soldiers in the center of the town of Shariwon ran around like headless flies, irreversibly crumbling like an avalanche, and the tide of battle slid as fast as possible toward the unfavorable Jurchens. In Chahara's heartbroken gaze, Shang Shuxing retreated to the west in a state of despair, lying on horseback as if he had no bones, allowing the entire army to carry him and more of the unmotivated Jurchen soldiers out of the battlefield.

Kim sat down on the ground in a daze, and he even saw a North Korean army on the spot. At this moment, Jin Zidian understood that he had lost. Because the Qing people who took refuge in them were defeated, and the man who made him afraid like a tiger was now so weak that he seemed to have aged twenty years all of a sudden, and he lost his fierce breath.

Chahara looked at the short sword in his hand, and his heart, which had been anxious for dozens of days, suddenly calmed down: "Lost...... It's all over......"

A group of people suddenly withdrew from the northwest corner of the Shari Courtyard.

Yes, they are retreating, and they are not willingly hoping to retreat.

But the offensive ahead was too fierce, and these Ming people charged as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. In the distance, their firearms are sharp and deadly, and up close, they are not afraid to fight close to hand. Even, after the morale was boosted, more and more skilled officers and men of the Royal Guards Regiment fought amazingly under the leadership of non-commissioned officers and officers of various departments.

In a battle between a Ming soldier and a Jurchen soldier, most of the victories were Jurchen soldiers.

The battle between the three Ming soldiers and the three Jurchen soldiers was mostly won by the Jurchen soldiers.

But when ten Ming soldiers fought against ten Jurchen soldiers, most of the winners became Ming soldiers. They have become more and more skilled in combat, and they treat each other with all sincerity. Under the battle, those who fled became Jurchen soldiers. Especially in the fall of Huangzhou. As the friendly forces fled, more and more Jurchen soldiers lost the courage to resist.

That's it. The Jurchens were pushed from the center of the town of Shariyuan to the corners, and finally appeared directly in the clearing.

When they appeared in the clearing, they suddenly became uncomfortable.

Long Guda was an experienced veteran, and he quickly called out the officers he knew, and asked them to organize their own Niu Lu, and then re-formed the formation under the call of Niu Lu Zhang Jing.

"It's just a pity that there are too few horses...... In the panic, they were all thrown into the Shari Courtyard. Damn North Korean house! Keel cried out in dismay.

At this time, his subordinate generals reported to him: all the troops were fully arrayed.

Seeing this, the dragon bone nodded slightly: "All departments are ready!" Prepare a counter-charge and retake the Shari Courtyard! ”

Let's talk about the keel. But suddenly found that the scene was a little silent.

An existence that was faster than them appeared in front of them, it was the Ming army, the Ming army with skilled infantry battle formations, already lined up in a long formation, and full of firearms.

They were less than thirty paces away from the keel.

Thereupon......

When they were finished, they opened fire.

"Shoot!"

Bang bang bang......

Puff......

Puff......

Puff......

The smoke of gunpowder rose in the air, and the bloody rain set off by the lead hitting the flesh continued to come through the smoke.

When all the musketeers ceased firing and gave up space to the pikemen and shield men who charged behind them, the battlefield fell into a slight silence.

The dragon's eyes widened, and he fell from his horse and fell to the ground like an upside-down onion. One by one, the proud Manchu warriors fell to their knees.

More people were left with only one back, beating their horses and galloping wildly in a panic.

More and more Qing soldiers deserted, more and more Koreans abandoned their weapons, and only a few Jurchen soldiers broke out of the encirclement. The Han Army Banner and the Mongolian Eight Banners under the command of Chahara have long since collapsed. Some chose to flee, while many more fell to their knees and raised their hands in the chaos of the chaotic situation.

"Surrender or kill!"

"Surrender or kill!"

"Surrender or kill!"

"Surrender or kill!"

"Surrender or kill!"

……

The five languages of Manchu, Han, Mongolian, and Asahi sounded on the battlefield. More and more people fell to their knees and raised their hands in the air.

Zhu Cihong stood on his divine horse Arabian horse. Riding his horse on the battlefield, he inspected the surrendered Jurchens, Koreans, and even Mongols who fell to their knees.

The soldiers of the Ming army watched all this with pride. The Jurchens who died, the Jurchens who fled, the Koreans who begged. Everything proves a glorious fact.

A big win......

And so it came.

And they are the heroic and glorious soldiers of the Ming Royal Guards Legion.

They are the heroes who have made it all glorious!

"Wan Sheng!" Zhu Cihong couldn't help but roar!

Beside him, Ning Wei shouted unpassionately, more Ming soldiers, more Korean allies, Japanese mercenaries, and all those who embraced the victory cheered one after another, venting this hard-won victory: "Daming Wansheng!" ”

"Daming Wansheng!" Matsui Masaki was so excited that her neck was red and she couldn't help but jump.

"Daming Wansheng!"

……

In the distance, Jin Zidian watched all this blankly, watching the cheers of the victory of the Ming army, looking at Chahara, who had committed suicide by wiping his neck before the siege of the Ming army, and finally sat on the ground with his butt on his head, fell to the ground, and watched the sky spin in a circle. After the dark clouds, the clear sky returned.

He closed his eyes, as if remembering the scene when he walked into Gyeongbokgung Palace with the help of Chahara's power. At that time, he was in the prime of life, and when he entered Gyeongbokgung Palace, the panicked Korean king Yi Ju regarded him as the pillar of the country, and his authority was monstrous, and everyone worshipped him and was promoted to prime minister. If it weren't for those obnoxious former party members, he would probably be the real king of Joseon.

But with the landing of the Ming army at the moment......

It's over.

"I just don't know, is the king okay?" Jin Zidian thought about it, and suddenly didn't think about it anymore: "This North Korea, I've gone back to Zhu's house again." ”

……

Seoul.

Ni Yuanlu put the news in his sleeve and recalled what Yang Hui said a few days ago. The atmosphere in the past few days has been very strange, and there are rumors everywhere that Wu Sangui, the guard of Shanhaiguan, defected to the Qing Dynasty and Dolgon sent 500,000 troops. He couldn't help but calculate, Yuan Doubi and these people hadn't come to the Ming embassy in the DPRK for six days.

"Such good news, you can't enjoy it exclusively!" After Ni Yuanlu finished speaking, he straightened his clothes and walked to the Korean palace.

In front of the palace gate, seeing that Ni Yuanlu was coming, the guards glanced at each other and stepped forward to stop them. It's just that before he moved, Yang Wenbao strode over and looked directly at the guard's gaze: "Your Excellency, it's better not to move." ”

Ni Yuanlu strode in the palace of the Joseon Dynasty, and the palace people who saw Ni Yuanlu everywhere seemed to be sneaky, and they ran into Gyeongbokgung Palace to report the news.

Ni Yuanlu smiled, pinched the envelope in his hand, and wrote five big characters on the cover: Shali Courtyard Victory. (To be continued.) )

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