The big tent of Jin Zidian was in the middle of several military camps, and the defense was pretty good, and the guards guarding the tent were not asleep yet.

Two or three of them talked and chatted together, and one of them was peeing next to them.

The one who was peeing was covered by Yang Qili's mouth and stabbed him to death with a triangular army stab.

The rest of the people were unable to do anything, so Yang Qili and his group had to sway towards the central army tent where Jin Zidian was resting.

"Who!"

Outside the central army tent, a North Korean officer whispered, and immediately several patrol soldiers on duty came over.

Yang Qili frowned, straightened the Korean flag Zhang Jing's uniform on his body, and asked unhappily in Korean dialect: "My name is Kim Jong-woo, it is Jia La Zhang Jing of the Korean flag. What's your name?"

When he heard that the other party was Jiala Zhangjing and the same surname as the prince, several North Korean patrolmen were relieved.

The officer's face also relaxed a little, but he still did not relax his vigilance. He continued to ask: "What are Lord Zhang Jing doing when he comes to the prince's tent?"

"In this chapter, Beijing came to inspect the military camp's night defense, and you performed very well."

Yang Qili carried his hands on his back and said lightly, with a leader-like manner.

He was a veteran of more than 20 years in the army, and he was very careful in his temperament. His calm style at this time convinced these North Korean patrol soldiers.

"What's your name?" Yang Qili asked the officer.

"The young Gou Zuozhe is the guardian of the prince's army. Why do you look at you so beautifully..."

He is still vigilant when he can be a military guard. This officer named Gou Zuozhe has been following Kim Zidian for many years. He has basically seen any Jiala Zhangjing-level figure in the army. This man named Kim Jong-woo is a little jealous, and I don’t know if the fire is too dark to see clearly.

Yang Qili's face did not change, and his hand was slightly moved, making a gesture to Ye Busu, who was behind him, and then the dagger in his sleeve naturally fell into his hand.

He smiled and said, "Go Zuozhe... Your name is good. Please get closer and see the appearance of Jing in this chapter..."

The camp guards stretched out their heads and walked closer, looking at Yang Qili carefully, as if they were recalling them.

"puff!"

Yang Qili took a sudden step forward and stabbed into the heart of the camp guardian, and blood suddenly surged like a fountain.

"Go Zuozhe, you are such a real dog!"

Yang Qili cursed in a low voice, and turned the dagger in his hand a few times before slowly pushing away the twitching body of the camp guardian.

When he took action, several Long Xiangye had already started to fight. They rushed forward like monkeys, and everyone had clear goals, which was a must-kill attack.

"Ah! Attack..."

A fast-responsive North Korean patrolman screamed like a woman. Before the dolphin sound was finished, Long Xiangye ruthlessly cut his throat.

Without any hesitation, Yang Qili immediately ordered: "Kill Jin Zidian quickly!"

The voice of the musical talent had already been shouted, which would inevitably alarm some Korean soldiers. Long Xiangye did not stop and dared not neglect and acted quickly.

In the fog, a huge camp tent stood in the middle. There were no other camp tents in a large area around it, but many Korean soldiers came up to us.

These are Jin Zidian's central army guards, with hundreds of people.

Yang Qili threw thunder without saying a word and forced a road to rush the camp. This was also a signal to Qi Guangyang's troops at the foot of the mountain attack.

"Bang!"

With an explosion, the escort rushing over was dizzy and lies several times in an instant.

When they saw a dozen lights suddenly lit up in the dark shadows opposite, and cremated like before, the North Korean guards surrounded him turned and ran away very consciously.

"Bang!"

The explosion came into the tent, and the woman sleeping naked beside Jin Zidian woke up.

Jin Zidian was still sleeping like a pig. He was old and 64 years old. He was a little Alzheimer's disease and was not easy to wake up when he was sleeping.

The woman who was sleeping with her was trembling and shook Jin Zidian desperately: "Prince, it's not good, the enemy is attacking the camp..."

Jin Zidian was awakened in his sleep, and there were continuous explosions and shouts of killing sounds in his ears. He even felt a faint vibration of the bed beneath him. This vibration was completely different from the scene last night...

The experienced Jin Zidian heard that this was the explosion of the Ming army's grenade. He jumped up in fear and shouted: "Guard! Guard!"

The tent door was opened, and a group of people wearing Korean soldiers' uniforms and fierce expressions walked in quickly.

Jin Zidian felt that these guards were a little disgusted, but he didn't care about so much and asked in panic: "Did the Ming army attack the camp?"

"I'm here to borrow your head!"

Yang Qili didn't talk too much nonsense. While speaking, he had already taken out his hand gun and shot Jin Zidian's heart with one shot. Then he turned the wheel and another shot.

The woman screamed in fear and almost played the dolphin sound.

Yang Qili ignored her and walked straight to Jin Zidian's body, cut off his head, and casually removed the clothes covered by the woman's body, wrapped Jin Zidian's brain and tied it around her waist.

Looking at the headless prince, the naked woman rolled her eyelids and fainted from the bed.

Yang Qili had no time to appreciate her hot figure and quickly led the team to leave.

At this time, the entire Qing army camp in Mudan Peak was already in an uproar, with gunfire and explosions everywhere, mixed with noisy Korean dialect.

I don't know how many Korean soldiers were awakened by the explosion. They were hiding around in disheveled clothes, looking around, and it was a little unclear, so they blindfolded their eyes and made it difficult for them to move at night.

Some of the awakened Korean soldiers were shocked. They could never have imagined that the Ming army would kill the Central Army without realizing it.

The explosion of the grenade killed and injured some, and scared away a large number of Korean soldiers, which made it convenient for Yang Qili to lead the team to attack.

Trinima hid behind a grain truck shirtless, hoping to avoid this already messy place.

The explosions on the central army not only attracted Korean soldiers, but also attracted several other groups of Long Xiangye who were acting separately. They all gathered in the big tent, disrupting the surrounding camps and covering Yang Qili's breakthrough.

"kill!"

At the foot of Mudan Peak, with Qi Guangyang's order, the three thousand Ming troops, who were on standby in the dark, were collectively dispatched and rushed towards the fire.

In the fog, some awakened Korean troops appeared from time to time. Qi Guangyang's troops rushed over to try to stop the attack. There were still many people running around. They didn't know how many Ming troops attacked.

When fighting at night, not to mention combat effectiveness, just fighting for vision, Korean soldiers have no choice but to play.

It is quite difficult for Korean soldiers who are blindfolded, even if they have no enemies to operate alone at night. In severe cases, they are similar to blind people and cannot see anything at all. They make judgments based on hearing.

In the city of Pyongyang, Prince Fei Yangguo was also awakened by the battle situation on Mudan Peak in the north of the city. He stood at the top of the city and stared at the other side blankly, feeling a little at a loss.

Order someone to fire a gun to support him, for fear of killing his own people, he will do anything bad.

Send people out of the city to support him, but he is afraid that the Ming army will ambush, so he will enter Pyongyang City while the city gate is opened.

Fei Yangguo, who was extremely confused, finally chose to be steady and remained calm.

There were only more than 10,000 defenders in Pyongyang. He really didn't dare to take risks, so he could only order the soldiers to shout at the top of the city to give the North Korean flag a spiritual support and encourage them to fight to kill the enemy...

The Qing army on the top of the city shouted intermittently for more than half an hour. The explosion on the Mudan Peak gradually stopped, and the shouts of killing were basically inaudible. Everything on the battle situation on the mountain was unknown.

At one moment of Maozheng (at 6:15 am), thousands of golden lights tear apart the heavy mist that enveloped Pyongyang City, and the things on Mudan Peak finally appeared clearly in front of the Qing army at the head of Beicheng City.

Fei Yangguo took the telescope and saw that there was no Qing flag on Mudan Peak, so he directly replaced it with the Ming dragon flag!
Chapter completed!