It was the beginning of Si hour, about nine o'clock in the morning.

On the battlefield, the Ming and Qing dynasties had full contact and carried out a fierce offensive and defensive battle on the defense 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 already broken through the first fortification of the Qing army.

The Ming army became more and more brave as they fought, and their morale was unbeatable. The powerful troops rushed forward.

The Eight Banners Army was not willing to be outdone. With their courage, they used their home court advantages to resist. They used their flesh and blood to resist the powerful power of the Ming army.

At the top of Pyongyang, Jirgalang quietly grasped the situation. After confirming that most of the Ming army had entered the range of artillery, he resolutely ordered the Eight Banners Artillery Battalion to fire a gun and fight back!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The red-clothed cannons in the Qing army's artillery formation roared, like dense thunder, the sky and the earth collapsed.

The Mongolian soldiers such as Tuba, who were commanding the battle, were not prepared at all. For a moment, the people shouted and neighed, and the chaos began to arise.

Tuba, wearing armor, burst into cold sweat. A solid bullet from the Qing army just now took away one of his personal soldiers.

Just a few meters away from him, the personal soldiers who were still on the war horse were shouting at the attack instantly disappeared, and even the head of the war horse was gone...

Tuba and the generals of the Protectorate of the North quickly dismounted and hid in the trench on the first line of defense they had just occupied, shouting to call on other troops to hide.

The red-clothed cannons used by the Qing army were all solid iron balls weighing a few kilograms or even dozens of kilograms. They could penetrate a series of people and horses and horses to perish.

On a flat battlefield, without a bunker, it would be like suicide. The Eight Banners Army suffered losses from the Ming army many times.

As Mongolian soldiers ran into the trenches, or crawled on the ground, hiding behind the Qing army's corpses, the sound of fighting on the battlefield gradually disappeared, and only the Qing army's artillery was roaring.

Seeing that the Ming army was buried in the trenches, the Qing army had no target and had to stop the bombardment and continue to prepare to regain the first line of defense.

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The Ming army was not willing to be outdone, so Tuba and Urito jumped out of the trench with the Mongolian soldiers and killed them.

More than a decade ago, the Urat tribes attached and followed the Eight Banners Army of the Later Jin Dynasty, attacked the Ming Dynasty, Korea, Khalkha Mongols, and inside and outside Shanhaiguan. They were also considered old acquaintances with the Eight Banners Army.

Faced with the former friendly forces, the Urat tribe was not polite. Under the leadership of the leader Tuba, everyone fought bravely, waving their weapons, and slashing the Eight Banners Army on a large scale.

As the uncle's family of the Qing emperor Fulin, the performance of the Korqin tribe was even more exaggerated, and they all became bravest in the three armies. They were not long-winded, they were just chopping! They were merciless!

Urito, the leader of the Korchin tribe, was not willing to fall behind and rushed out of the trench by imitating Tuba.

Hehar, a native of Korqin, Mongolia, was 1.9 meters tall. He was the captain of Wurito's personal soldiers and the first Mongolians to surrender to Emperor Tianwu.

At this time, Hehar held a flail hammer and an iron shield, followed Urito tightly, smashing the Eight Banners soldiers all the way out.

No matter it is a knife, gun or shield, it cannot block the force of the shackle hammer, and the brain is broken and the tendons and bones are removed.

With the loss of the first line of defense and the shameless thunder-throwing tactics of the Ming army, the Eight Banners Army on the front line was no longer as brave as the first, and the second line of defense was quickly crossed, and the Qing army's defense line also retreated continuously.

"Warriors, rush!"

Tuba shouted loudly and rode his horse to charge.

With his shout, the Mongolian soldiers were greatly energetic and immediately launched a full-scale pursuit, continuing to expand their results.

Jirhalang, at the top of Pyongyang, was calm as before. He told the officials around him: "Transfer to the king's military order and order the North Korean flag to top it!"

"twitter!"

The servants around him rushed to pass the order.

After a while, North Korean soldiers holding weapons rushed into the third line of defense.

Trinima held the musket in her hand tightly and looked at the battlefield ahead. Her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

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

The artillery battle between the two sides began again. As the rounds of artillery attacks were hit, the earth was shaking violently.

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

Even at such a long distance, Trinima could feel the huge shock caused by the volley of artillery artillery of the Ming army.

Amid the sound of footsteps, teams of Eight Banners soldiers carrying boxes into the trenches.

Trinima knew that these dog baskets were here to hand out the "gift bags".

One by one, the gunpowder packs were sent to the hands of 500 Korean soldiers. They were told that when the gunfire sounds stopped, it was the time for the Ming army to charge again. That was the time for their "Qing Batulu" to be loyal to the country.

Some Korean soldiers cried bitterly on the spot, shouting that they regretted it, and some refused to die.

For such Korean soldiers who breached the contract, no one was killed on the spot by the Eight Banners soldiers, which shocked the morale of the army.

Trinima looked around and couldn't help but show despair. The current situation could not be escaped!

He laughed at himself, is the Tartar rice that delicious? He is still too naive!

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

The Mongolian soldiers launched another attack. This time, in addition to the Mongolian soldiers, Zhu Youneng also led the Northern Army to kill him, trying to break through the last line of defense of the Qing army.

Fei Yangguo ordered, "Baturu, rush!"

Hundreds of Korean soldiers tied with gunpowder bags rushed towards the rushing Ming army. Some looked at death with fear in their eyes.

But this is war, a battlefield that will be a life-and-death battlefield. Everyone is here in normal times, but the thing tied to it this time makes people feel panicked.

While running, Trinima tried to take off the gunpowder bag with sparks on her body and threw it away.

However, the gunpowder bag was tied behind him, like a backpack, and it was wrapped in several thin wires and tied to his body, which could not be removed.

Gunshots and shouts of killing sounded in my ears, and vivid corpses kept appearing on the way forward.

Trinima felt a chill behind his back because he saw his comrades in front, and there was also a gunpowder bag tied behind him. The long fuse behind him was like his tail, burning shorter and shorter, and it was almost gone.

He wanted to go up and tear it off and save his life, but the guy was so scared that he ran too fast that he could not catch up.

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

But in this kind of crisis, people are often selfish. Whether it is useful or not, they are full of thoughts on how to escape, and how can they calm down and discuss cooperation with others for a while?

Finally, with a "boom", the guy in front who had just rushed into the Ming army pile cracked.

The Ming army's offensive only stopped for a moment and rushed over with a more fierce attitude. Many Korean soldiers had already fallen before they rushed to the front of the Ming army.

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

At this time, Trinima's mind was already blank, and her calves were constantly spinning, as if he had seen his own fate.

But now there is no room for escape, so he can only keep rushing forward.

This is war, human life is like grass!

A crisp gunshot sounded, and a young man next to Trinima fell down, fourteen or sixteen years old, with a little tender face, but now he has only become a corpse that is gradually getting cold.

Tears shed in Trinima's eyes, who had come to his senses. He didn't know why, maybe it was fear, but also sad for the boy.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot sounded at close range, and Trinima could no longer tell whether the attack came from the Ming army in front or the Eight Banners army behind.

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

"boom!"
Chapter completed!