The battle on Bukhan Mountain lasted for several days, and the situation was quite tragic.
But Hanyang, just behind Bukhan Mountain, was not affected by Ding Dian and was still intact.
Of course, Hanyang was extremely depressed at this time, and only ten of the remaining population remained.
Afraid of being captured by the Manchus and made into slaves, some of them escaped.
Later, he followed Li Zhu and fled to part of the north.
Those who remained were basically completely disappointed with Li Zhu's regime and were reluctant to leave their hometown.
Under such circumstances, Xia Jun entered the city.
The 1st Marine Regiment, which did not participate in the battle at Bukhan Mountain, separated into two battalions and entered Hanyang first, taking control of the entire city.
The next morning, Zuo Menggeng took Kim Sang-hyun, Shen Ji-won and other North Korean officials by boat to the northern shore of Yeouido, and set foot on land from here.
The people who were still staying in Hanyang were all frightened, not knowing how the new army would treat them.
Many people suppressed their fear and stood on the roadside, waiting for their fate to be pronounced.
Under heavy protection, Zuo Mengeng's feet finally landed.
But looking at it, Hanyang looks really disappointing.
This capital of the Joseon Dynasty was very simple and dilapidated, with low mud houses everywhere.
Except for one main road in the city, which is paved with bluestone, the rest of the roads are dirt roads and are uneven.
It happened to rain yesterday, and it was muddy and difficult to pass.
Standing on the bank of the Han River, Gyeongbokgung Palace is already in sight.
This is the most magnificent building in Hanyang City, but in terms of scale, it is far inferior to the vassal kings in the Central Plains.
At this time, Hanyang only occupied a small area on the north bank of the Han River. As for the south of the Han River, there were still large areas of farmland and barren land.
Jiangnan, which became famous in later generations, still has mountains and forests where tigers roam.
But even in such an unsightly place, after Jin Sangxian, Shen Jiyuan and others landed on the shore, they all burst into tears and couldn't help themselves.
After all, this is the center of North Korean politics. Whoever occupies this place means having legitimacy.
From now on they are no longer traitors. But the master who can decide the fate of the country.
Kim Sang-hyun was impatient and respectfully extended the invitation.
"Your Highness, please enter the city and bring blessings to our Korean people."
Fu Xinyuan personally brought the war horse, and Zuo Mengeng just casually jumped over and rode on the horse.
But his actions made everyone in North Korea dumbfounded.
horse riding……
They won't!
But Zuo Mengeng, the master, is already on horseback. What should they do?
Seeing how difficult these people were, Zuo Mengeng was very tolerant.
"Since you are not good at horsemanship, you can just ride in a sedan chair."
These words really moved everyone.
According to etiquette, when Zuo Menggeng was riding a horse, they were absolutely not qualified to ride in the sedan chair. Otherwise, it is a serious disrespect and you will be punished.
But if they can't take a sedan, their only option is to walk.
This place is still far away from Gyeongbokgung Palace. If they really have to walk all the way there, their weak bodies will be exhausted.
Now with Zuo Mengeng's permission, these Korean scholar-officials boarded the sedan one after another and followed leisurely.
small book booth
Under the protection of the guards, Zuo Mengeng rode a tall horse, looking extremely majestic. Facing the fearful and respectful eyes of North Koreans, I walked into Chongryemun Gate.
At this time, on both sides of the road, the Xia army's soldiers stretched all the way, and their muskets were equipped with bayonets. They stared at all possible changes with bright eyes, fully demonstrating the Xia Kingdom's illustrious martial arts.
Zuo Mengeng was the only focus.
he came.
He conquered this place.
He can now decide the fate of everyone in this land.
The Koreans watching the ceremony on the roadside all looked at him and remembered his appearance firmly in their hearts.
In the impression of the Korean people, the king had to sit in a chariot carried by eight people, and it was covered tightly so that no common people could spy on it.
It's nothing like the king of the Xia Kingdom, riding on a tall horse, wearing a neat and well-made uniform, and a cloak made of pure black fur. Although it is intimidating, it feels very close to others.
Especially after Xia Jun entered the city, Qiu did not commit any crimes and suppressed the gangsters who took the opportunity to cause trouble. This made many Koreans feel more or less at ease.
Something unexpected happened on the way forward.
The silence was broken by shouts, as if someone was making trouble.
Immediately, a group of soldiers rushed over, quickly suppressed the chaos, and escorted several disheveled scholars towards this side.
Zuo Mengeng didn't care much about this small incident.
His eyes were attracted by a strange place.
It was a building with two heavy iron doors, and there were about a dozen North Korean soldiers standing at the door.
These people held guns and knives, their eyes were bright, and they watched everything around them vigilantly. Even in the face of Xia Jun's power, he refused to give in.
Even though the entire Hanyang has been occupied, these people are still loyally guarding here, which is very strange.
"Where is that?"
Zuo Mengeng asked.
Fu Xinyuan didn't understand the situation, so he asked Jin Shangxian and Shen Qiyuan to come over, and then he knew the answer.
"This is the West Icehouse, where ice is stored in North Korea. Every hot summer, the Lord will order the icehouse to be opened so that people can take ice from here to cool off, so it is very popular among the people."
Such a familiar name!
Just when Zuo Mengeng was wondering where he had heard it, the scholars escorted by the soldiers had already arrived.
When the person at the front saw Zuo Mengeng, he suddenly struggled and shouted loudly.
"Your Highness, how can we do good politics with these insects?"
I'll do it!
This line...
Zuo Mengeng looked at Xibingku again and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
If the maniacally shouting scholar said that his surname was Jin, Zuo Mengeng would not mind ordering his death immediately.
But alas, history did not repeat itself.
Seeing the aggrieved scholar, Jin Sangxian had a complicated expression.
"Your Highness, this person is Song Shilie, Lord Fenglin's teacher. He has some outrageous remarks regarding government affairs. I hope Your Highness will be aware of this."
The teacher of Fenglin Maharaja Li Hao?
This surprised Zuo Mengeng.
Since he has this identity, why did he stay here instead of fleeing to the north with Li Zhu and others?
Seeing that this man was thin, had no strength in his hands, and was not a threat at all, Zuo Mengeng felt a little relieved.
"Let him come over."
The soldier obeyed the order and let the man go.
Song Shilie was very excited to regain his freedom. He quickly took three steps and two steps at a time and ran to Zuo Mengeng.
"Your Highness, the chaos in Korea involves the worries of barbarians, but its root cause is constant party fighting. Everyone here is the source of trouble. Please Your Highness, abandon these selfish villains and revive our Korean culture."
