Looking at the arrogant Ming army in front of the formation, Jirgalang frowned.

The loss of Mudan Peak made the situation in Pyongyang very unfavorable to the Qing Dynasty.

At this time, the actual control scope of the Ming army had been faintly pushed to the north of the Datong River, forming a semi-encirclement of Pyongyang City.

A total of 100,000 troops on both sides were crowded around Pyongyang and ready to break out in large-scale battles at any time.

However, to a large extent, Jirgalang has been avoiding large-scale battles.

The Ming army had too strong firepower. The larger the scale, the cheaper they would be in the battle, but they could not give full play to the advantages of the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry.

The Eight Banners Iron Cavalry is brave and emphasizes charge and assault and tough battles. If you die inexplicably under a firearm, it is difficult to accept.

Therefore, Jirgalang still ordered to persevere, rather than be a turtle than let the last power of the Qing Dynasty be easily ruined.

I have to say that the Mongolians are very good at playing, and they are constantly emerging in various activities. They regard the battlefield as the scene of the party, making it very exciting.

Zhu Youneng, the master of the country, came to the scene with his Manchu soldiers. After eating and drinking for a while, he started to persuade him to surrender with righteous words.

Zhu Youneng put on the look he thought was very handsome and shouted in front of the formation: "Jirgalang, you are the grandson of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. This identity is here. My Ming army dare not take action against you casually. I hope you can also respect yourself and return to the Ming Dynasty!"

He continued: "I believe that as your grandson, Your Majesty will not treat you badly, and it is not a bad idea to be the king or something! But don't think about the position of the grandson!"

Jirgalang was angry and fully demonstrated the psychological qualities that big shots possess.

Soon, Zhu Youneng left the field and replaced him with a Manchu soldier.

The Manchu soldier stood up with a small flag in his hand and shouted loudly in front of the formation: "Hello, compatriots opposite him! My name is Shen Jingbing, my original name is Fucha Fu Shu. He is one of the eight major surnames in Manchu. He lives in Jianzhou for the past..."

"I abandoned the darkness and turned to the light in the battle of Liaodong. Mu Yu lived a beautiful and nourishing life in the glory of His Majesty the Ming Emperor..."

"I hope you can also go home, return to Liaodong, return to Jianzhou, live a good life, and stop helping evil again!"

"Come back, compatriots! Become a glorious Ming people!"

When I heard some commotions in the Eight Banners Army in Liaodong and Jianzhou, especially those old bannermen born in Liaodong, I felt even more touched.

Since they retreated to the Korean Peninsula eight years ago, they have never returned to see it, and they don’t know if they can be buried in their hometown in their lives...

After this Manchu soldier left the court, he appeared one after another, and some of them appeared together. He was able to speak and sing in the future to persuade him to surrender in the form of crosstalk and singing. His voice skills were comparable to those of Deyun Club's most popular player.

In order to dismantle the fighting spirit of the Eight Banners of Manchus, Zhu Youneng also learned Zhang Liang's plan of being surrounded by enemies and ordered the Manchu soldiers to sing folk songs.

The customs songs of the Manchus are very distinctive, mostly on the pentagonal scale, with concise structure, smooth melody and sincere emotions.

Such as the "official blow" on the way to welcome the bride, the joyful song "Lakongqi" sung during the bridal chamber, the mourning tunes in the funeral ceremony, and a large number of sacrificial songs, they are all very touching.

A familiar homesickness came, and everyone who heard the Eight Banners soldiers burst into tears, their homesickness became stronger, and their morale plummeted.

Seeing that both sides were in a state, they were almost out of the trenches and chatting with each other.

At this time, a sound of cannon sounded, breaking the harmonious atmosphere.

Jirgalang, who had a gray face, ordered a firing!

He shouted: "If you want to go home, just pick up your weapons, fight back to Liaodong, and take back your hometown!"

The Eight Banners Army then realized that this was a damn battlefield and was still fighting, so why was it fooled by the opponent?

Only then did everyone wipe their wet eyes and cheer up again to continue defending, but their morale was obviously much worse than before.

Faced with the crisis situation, the depressed momentum, and the strong and good Ming army, Jirgalang showed extraordinary calmness and calmness.

Then, Jirgalang issued an order to the various Manchurian banners: "Distribute the salary in advance, and each flag officer who participated in the war will be given for three months!"

The food and food supplies that had just arrived in Pyongyang were originally planned to take two or three months, but were emptied by Jirgalang's words.

The military pay that had been delayed for a month or two due to financial tension was finally obtained. In addition, after paying three months in advance, the flag servants looked at the white money and smiled happily.

Obviously, money has swallowed the glory of the human nature of the Eight Banners soldiers.

For a moment, the morale of the Qing army rose sharply again!

The morale of the Eight Banners has been raised, but thousands of Korean banners are struggling hard.

They were first fed as pigs for a day, and now they were hungry for a day and a night.

In the Qing army camp, Cui Nima, wearing a mixed bag, held a broken bowl, and looked like a real beggar on the roadside.

He really suspected that these Manchus had some brains, so they would feed them for a day, and they would treat Korean soldiers as pigs. If they wanted to feed them, they would feed them?

"It's time to eat!"

A wonderful voice came, and Trinima picked up the broken bowl and rushed over.

Not only him, but thousands of Korean flag owners were like this. Originally, all the young and old battalions waited for the food, but when they heard the meal, they were like wild dogs that had been rid of their reins and rushed to the shed.

What greeted them were the Banners of the Eight Banners who were high on weekdays. They held rice spoons but had no intention of serving rice.

Behind these "cooks" were teams of Manchu soldiers in armor. Each of them was carrying a big box, and they didn't know what was inside.

During the crowded commotion among the Korean soldiers, a tall and fierce Manchu Niu Lu Zhang Jing spoke.

"Stand for me!"

"Now you have two choices, first, keep hungry!"

"Second, this meal is full, and the soldiers will receive a gift bag from the box behind me!"

Trinima was depressed, what kind of tricks did this dog Tartar do? Get gift packs for dinner? Could it be that Prince Jin died and the Manchu man helped him with the funeral? I didn’t see him setting up a mourning hall or something!

The Niulu Zhang Jing wasted for a long time before he opened the box, just like the host who brought goods, and introduced in detail how to use these gift packs.

Trinima squeezed in the crowd and looked up. She saw that this gift pack was not a dynamite pack!

Niu Lu Zhangjing held a pack of explosives in his hand and said, "During the war, your mission is to vanguard. To cooperate with the Eight Banners to block the Ming army, you just need to tie this gift bag and give it to the Ming army on the opposite side."

Listening to Niu Lu Zhang Jing's introduction, Cui Nima understood that as long as the Korean soldiers who had not been kicked by the donkey in the head, they also understood.

What a shit gift package, this is the ticket to Ascension!

Dog Tartars are going to exchange for the lives of Korean soldiers!

"I don't eat it! I don't want to die!"

A Korean soldier who looked very aggressive jumped out and roared, unwilling to be worthy of his own value.

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu Lu Zhang Jing drew his sword and killed him on the spot, saying, "If you don't eat, don't eat. Why do you do so loudly? I'm scared!"
Chapter completed!