The streets and alleys of Pyongyang were filled with Smecta crowds running around. From time to time, one or two shells fell into the streets and exploded in the crowd, causing a shower of blood. The people who were not killed rolled on the ground and howled. Suspicious green-skinned scoundrels took the opportunity to kick open the doors of houses along the street and plunder them...
Amidst the frightening sound of artillery explosions, various news about the Qi army spread everywhere.
Some people say that Emperor Wuding burned, killed and looted all the way from Sinuiju to Pyongyang, specializing in killing people who did not wear black clothes;
It is said that Wang Jing and Han City have fallen, and King Li Zhu surrendered to Qi State, and has now been sent to Shenyang to work as a male prostitute;
Some people say that the navy of Qi State is gathering in Busan and is about to land on Tsushima Island to take revenge on the treacherous Japanese state;
Others say that all the relief troops in southern Korea have been defeated by the Qi army, and Pyongyang is already an isolated city...
Rumors were like countless cannonballs flying from outside the city. The people in the city were scurrying around like headless flies, and their lives were like a piece of grass.
The only thing that is certain is that Pyongyang, the second largest city in the Korean Kingdom, will soon fall, and most of the people in the city will face a terrible punishment, which is to be massacred by the Qi army.
Emperor Wu Ding had given Pyongyang a chance to surrender, but Pu Conming and his confidants were overconfident in the fighting power of the defenders and have delayed it until now.
According to the edict issued by Emperor Wuding to all the regiments before the war, anyone in North Korea who dares to assist the rebels (the Li Dynasty army) or resist the army, regardless of whether they are soldiers or civilians, will be punished with death for treason.
According to the standards set by the Supreme Emperor, at least 30,000 of the hundreds of thousands of people in Pyongyang City need to be executed this time, because most of these young and strong laborers have participated in the defense of the city.
Despite this, no one is willing to continue to resist. The Pyongyang army and people have already experienced the combat power of the Qi army. The Qixingmen defense line, which Lord Park originally had high hopes for, is on the verge of collapse after several rounds of shelling by the Qi army. The soldiers rushed to the bottom of the city. Most of the defenders at the top of the city had fled. Most of the people who escaped were other troops. In the end, only Pu Congming and his direct troops were left holding firm.
"Smectas! Run away quickly. Grandpa Qi Jun has three heads and six arms. He is stronger than an ox, and his neck is thicker than a bucket. If he touches you, he will die!"
A North Korean postman wearing a mandarin duck coat and a goat hat suddenly appeared on the North and South Streets of Pyongyang and shouted loudly to the crowd running back and forth in front of him.
"Escape quickly! If you escape too late, you will die!"
All around was the rumble of cannons, and few people paid attention to this young postman with a stiff accent.
"Look!" The postman suddenly shouted and pointed in the direction of the Seven Star Gate to the north.
"The Qi army is about to break the city! I just came from Seoul. There will be no reinforcements. Run away!"
The fleeing crowd was immediately awakened by his words and looked up towards the Seven Star Gate. They saw flames on the city wall, bricks and stones flying everywhere, and Korean soldiers falling down from time to time wailing.
Everyone no longer hesitated and immediately fled towards the south gate. The streets were suddenly crowded, and even a few Korean soldiers patrolling here were washed away by the crowd.
At this time, several people stood up behind the postman, all of them looked gloomy and did not speak.
The postman waited for the soldiers to go away, then turned around and said to a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes behind him:
"Dong Li, what did you do just now?"
Li Zicheng listened to the postman speak blunt Chinese, and smiled at the Korean who had just surrendered. Another guard in the coir raincoat stepped forward and patted the postman on the shoulder, saying kindly:
"When the Seven Star Gate is broken, Chief Li Wu will remember your great achievements, and the army will enter the city. I promise not to harm you and your family!"
After hearing this, the North Korean postman quickly raised his hands and said: "Thank you to the adults for cultivating me. I don't want to work for Pu Congming for a long time. This time the heavenly army is here, just in time to take his dog's head!"
At this time, there were two more violent explosions from the Seven Star Gate, a raging fire broke out at the top of the city, and the burning fireball on the arrow tower could be vaguely seen falling from mid-air to the ground.
"The man surnamed Pu still has a few more chances, and he still won't surrender after being beaten like this!"
Li Zicheng said to several of his subordinates following behind him: "The city is already in chaos, now go to the Seven Star Gate!"
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"The Qi army is attacking the city with all its strength. Their artillery fire is sharp and the soldiers can't hold it anymore. Mr. Park, when will the king's reinforcements arrive?"
In Pyongyang City, Anhak Palace, a haggard-looking Zheng Douyuan looked at Park Son-ming walking back and forth in the palace.
"Brother Zheng, don't worry. Reinforcements should be arriving soon. Your Majesty still has 200,000 troops in Gyeonggi Province, which is more than enough to deal with this barbarian force!"
Pu Congming was wearing armor, and all the arrogance and calmness on his face had disappeared.
Zheng Douyuan sighed, "With an army of 200,000, the king's army collapsed at the first touch during the Imjin Japanese Rebellion. In recent years, peace has been long, and I am afraid it is even more unbearable to fight. Mr. Park, have you heard the rumors circulating in the market?"
Pu Conming said disapprovingly: "If you do any unrighteousness, you will be killed. The Liu thief has harmed the laws of heaven and earth, and both humans and gods are angry. Brother Zheng, we have moral principles, and we can get a lot of help from him. We are afraid of what he will do. Besides, the king has handed over all his elites to me, and Liu Zhaosun wants to swallow them up." Even if he goes to Pyongyang, he will have to knock out a few teeth."
There are less than 5,000 defenders left in Qixing Gate. These veterans have followed Pu Conming for many years and have the strongest fighting will.
They relied on the geographical advantages of Mudanfeng and Datong River to make the final resistance. When the First Corps really started to exert its force, the defenders realized the gap between themselves and the Qi army.
The blunderbuss in the hands of the Korean soldiers were basically antiques from the Jiajing Wanli period. At that time, these blunderbuss were used on the battlefield of Sarhu. Even Jiannu couldn't deal with them, so they were no match for the Qi army.
Strictly speaking, the North Korean bird blunderbuss is still a shallow smoothbore gun. It is completely the product of two eras like the rifled gun equipped by the First Corps. In terms of combat, the range of the bird blunderbuss in the hands of North Korean soldiers is less than half of the Qi army's gunfire.
The Smectas use the stick to clean the barrel of the gun (wash the gun), fill it with propellant (powder), use the stick to tamp the gunpowder (powder solid), fill the lead bullet (drop the lead), and use the stick to Use the stick to pound the lead bullet into the bottom of the chamber (feed the lead), fill it with a ball of paper (lower paper), use the stick to pound the paper ball into the bottom of the chamber (feed the paper), open the fire door cover (fire the door), and the initiating charge will be released. Pour the fire door (downline powder), then close the fire door and install the match rope (close the fire door and install the match rope)...
After the North Korean gun soldiers completed this series of tedious operations, the Qi army's gun soldiers on the opposite side had fired at least three rounds of salvos.
Not only did they have a long range and fast rate of fire, the guns in Qi Jun's hands were accurate and fierce, but they were also well organized. Six rows of gunmen fired volleys alternately, covering the advancement of their teammates and ensuring that the enemy troops at the top of the city had no chance to breathe.
After the soldiers crossed the river one after another, light field artillery followed the artillery to the south bank. These field artillery had higher accuracy within a two-mile range. At this moment, about fifty small cannons were scattered on the battlefield on the south bank. The artillery They were busy raising the muzzles of their guns and began to clear out the remaining enemies on Mudan Peak that had not been eliminated by the heavy artillery.
The hot-air balloon pilots had marked the specific locations of the local artillery early, and the Qi army's artillery was able to accurately kill those remnant enemies who dared to show up. The Korean red-coated artillery and general artillery were like frightened birds. They were all hidden in the mountains and forests, guarding the city walls. Under the frequent urging of the army, he had to join the battle group and risk his life to bombard the Qi army infantry who were attacking Qixing Gate at the foot of the mountain.
Two heavy iron balls were shot from the mountainside of Mudan Peak. The shells crossed two sharply falling parabolas and accurately hit the front line of the Qi army's formation. The shells rolled several times in the queue and landed in front of the Qi army's artillery soldiers. In the marching queue, more than a dozen fire rifle soldiers were killed on the spot. The team stagnated for a moment, and then started to advance towards the city wall amidst the officers' orders.
The first battalion officer Qiu Guokun, who was watching the battle from behind the queue, saw this and roared angrily:
"Let Officer Han and Officer Wang fire their cannons to knock down all the birds on the mountain!"
The messenger immediately ran to the artillery camp to deliver the order.
The field artillery that was crossing the river stopped one after another, dragged the wheels, turned the muzzles, and focused their bombardment on the mountain. At the same time, hundreds of rockets roared into the sky, and with a roaring sound, in a moment, Mudan Peak fell into a sea of fire.
The gun soldiers who rushed to the city fired three volleys, making the Koreans unable to even lift their heads.
The Korean soldiers huddled behind the crenellations at the top of the city, letting brick fragments fly across their heads and land on their goat hats.
These North Korean elites had to endure the Qi army's lair trucks and ladder trucks approaching the city wall little by little, but they were unable to fight back.
"Sibala, go to hell..."
A North Korean gunman couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly roared. As soon as half of his head was exposed from under the crenel, five or six lead bullets were shot at him at the same time. The North Korean soldier's head was beaten to pieces and he died on the spot.
Under the powerful firepower of the Qi army, the Seven Star Gate, which was considered to be rock solid, suddenly became the mobile force deployed outside the city before the war. The entire army was destroyed under the first round of attack by the fire cannon soldiers.
The surviving North Korean soldiers retreated into the inner city, relying on the city walls to survive, waiting in extreme fear for their tragic fate.
The Qi army's shelling continued, and shells and rockets continued to fall into Pyongyang, causing greater panic to the crowd.
The city of Pyongyang has long lost order. Robbery and killings can be seen everywhere. Thick smoke billows on the streets of the city, and sacred fires and flying crows roar and set fire to houses.
No one paid attention to the bodies lying on the roadside. Thousands of people dragged their families and families off the street and fled blindly towards the south gate.
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In Anhe Palace, Pu Fengming, the censor of the capital, truly obeyed the fate of heaven and fulfilled his father's expectation of naming him.
The North Korean troops in the east and south directions of Pyongyang are not only unable to reinforce Pyongyang, they cannot even take care of themselves and may be annexed by the Qi army at any time.
In the main hall, Pu Congming's eyes were red and swollen, and he was sitting alone in the hall. Zheng Douyuan, who had been encouraging him to fight to the death with the Qi army, had already fled.
The Qixing Gate was in danger, and the defenders suffered heavy casualties. Park Congming had to send his servants to fight back.
"My lord, my lord!"
A servant, covered in blood and disheveled, broke into the hall.
"What's the matter?" Pu Congming asked weakly.
"Brothers are dead,"
This surviving servant personally witnessed the fall of Qixingmen. A group of Qi soldiers with unknown origins pretended to be Korean people, hacked and killed along the steps of the barbican city, and set fire to the top of the city. Finally, they led the people at the top of the city to throw rolling logs and rocks. Rebellion together.
"Who did this?" Pu Conming picked up the sword as if he wanted to kill someone.
"The leading boy is none other than Qi Jun Xingzuo who followed Zheng Douyuan to Pyongyang!"
The hustle and bustle outside gradually faded away. Pu obeyed his orders and dismissed his servants, stood up slowly, walked to the center of the Dazheng Hall and stood there blankly.
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