Hwangju, the capital of Hwanghae Province.

Ping'an's army marched for a day, and when they arrived at the city of Huangzhou that night, the three Jurchens shouted to attack the city, and as a result, Ping'an directly sent Li Fangguo's envoy into Huangzhou City, and in less than half an hour, the defenders of Huangzhou surrendered.

It was not the Ming Dynasty's war of aggression against Korea, and the banner of Ping'an's division was that the Ming Dynasty supported the orthodox king of Korea, and it was personally invited by Li Fangguo, the nominal king of Korea, and the garrison generals of various provincial governments had no courage to stop Ping'an.

The Ping'an Chinese army was stationed in the city, while the two flanks outside the city were protected by three Jurchen cavalry. Bingfeng was less than a hundred miles away from Kaijing. For this reason, the fierce brother Timur and Ahache don't know what the urgency has become.

They couldn't enter the city, and the military order to garrison the two wings was pressed on their heads, and the idea of the two of them wanting to loot naturally could not be realized. And the safety of the advance is too slow, obviously it is close to Kaijing, but what do you say not to let the three Jurchens let go and rush forward.

Brother Meng's Timur was safely rejected several times when he asked to fight, and he was firmly pressed to death on both wings of the Chinese army.

"Only when they are hungry will they have combat effectiveness."

The purpose of the Jurchens' troops was to plunder, and Ping An pressed them to prevent them from having the opportunity to plunder the population, and the longer the pressure lasted, the more impatient the wolves became.

"General, the scouts who went to Kaijing have returned, and they are accompanied by Li Fangyuan's envoy."

Before dawn, Li Poyu hurriedly walked into the temporary marshal's mansion in peace.

"Kaijing is now an empty city, and Li Fangyuan and the princes of Joseon fled south yesterday afternoon, leaving behind a messenger who said that he would take Li Fangyuan to beg for a letter."

Ping An hurriedly got up, "Regardless of him, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to deal with bullshit surrender."

It's just that this Li Fang fled south, and he doesn't want to open Beijing? It's really decisive enough, I heard that this person raised an army to fight his father as a young man, and now it seems that it is indeed not to be underestimated. ”

Kaijing, as the national capital of Goryeo for hundreds of years, does not mention wealth, and the logistics alone are piled up into a mountain, such a heavy city, Li Fangyuan said that if he didn't want it, he wouldn't want it.

Li Poyu was busy putting on armor for peace, "Do you want the whole army to assemble?" ”

"No, but we have to put a little pressure on Li Fangyuan."

Ping'an locked his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Immediately send an order to the three Jurchens, enter Kaijing immediately, and then keep an eye on Seoul for me, I want to see, Li Fangyuan is reluctant to let Seoul out." ”

Let the Jurchens enter the city first to explore the truth and reality, and in case there is an ambush, he can deal with it calmly.

"No!"

Li Poyu turned his head to leave, and after a while, Ping An felt the ground under his feet begin to tremble slightly, and he could faintly hear a lot of excited howls.

A completely abandoned Korean capital, in the eyes of this group of Jurchens, is undoubtedly a girl waiting to be ravaged.

How can a wolf that smells blood not be excited?

Seoul, Li Fangyuan's base camp.

Li Fangyuan stood on the head of the city and looked north, and the cool breeze in the night blew, and Li Fangyuan couldn't help but shiver.

"Maharaja, it's cool at night, let's go home."

A cronie came up and persuaded, "Don't worry, we have 80,000 soldiers and horses in Seoul now, and if the Ming army really dares to attack, it will definitely break its head and bleed under our city wall." ”

Li Fangyuan looked at the direction of Kaijing in the north in a daze, and his shoulders shrugged slightly.

The cronies were startled, Li Fangyuan, seemed to be crying?

"Maharaja?"

"Kaijing was given up by me."

The cool breeze at night carried a strong smell of blood, and Li Fangyuan knew that Kaijing at this time might have become a hell on earth.

"There are more than 100,000 of our people in Kaijing City, but Benjun still gave up, and Benjun personally pushed them into the tiger's mouth."

The ferocity of the Jurchens, Li Fangyuan knew from the time he was a teenager that in a place where the border was mixed, in order to grab a bite of food to eat, more than a dozen Jurchens would dare to attack a village, and they would kill all the men and children, and then snatch the women away.

Even in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the North Korean army, the group of Jurchens even dared to kill them head-on.

A few hundred Jurchens can easily defeat thousands of North Korean troops!

Li Fangyuan knows that this is a kind of contempt for North Korea in his bones!

The Jurchens are afraid of the Ming Dynasty and the enemy, but for North Korea, it is like a wolf and a sheep, even if there are more sheep, the wolf will only think about whether he can eat so many sheep, not whether he can fight!

"We can't beat them head-on."

Li Fangyuan is defending himself, hoping to relieve his heartache.

"If we die in Kaekyung, then we in North Korea will not have a chance to raise our heads for generations, and I have to live so that I can find a chance to win this battle."

"Is there a way for the Maharaja to deal with it?"

"Seoul is the burial place of these 30,000 Ming soldiers!"

Li Fangyuan smashed his fist on the wall of the battlement, and the entire fist was instantly drenched in blood

"Early tomorrow morning, let's get out of Seoul!"

The cronies suddenly gasped, "Withdraw? Maharaja, we have lost Kaijing, and if we lose Seoul again, we will have no hope of fighting back in the future. ”

"They can't get out of here alive, so they are ordered to go down and put more hay in the city and pour fire oil on it."

Li Fangyuan's voice was cold and terrifying, "When they set foot here, Seoul will turn into a sea of fire!" ”

Li Fangyuan wants to follow Zhuge Kongming's example and burn Xinye City!

The buildings in Seoul are all wooden, and now it is late summer and early autumn, the weather is dry, and a little spark falls, and the sea of fire is raging in an instant!

The cronies around Li Fangyuan were completely frightened, and they all knelt in front of Li Fangyuan with a plop, begging, "Dajun, please think about it, there are 100,000 people in this city!" ”

Zhuge Liang burned Xinye, but he moved the people of the whole city beforehand. It's good for you to take 100,000 lives as a funeral for the Ming army?

Li Fangyuan's eyes were red, and he shouted angrily, "If I move the people out of the city, will you be blind as a scout of the Ming army?" Is it a fool to be a general of the Ming army? At that time, where would the Ming army dare to enter Seoul, and at that time, Kaijing would be sacrificed in vain.

If we withdraw from Seoul, they will only think that we are cowardly and flee, so where will they hesitate?

Benjun sent people to Gangwon Province to recruit government soldiers, they will outflank the retreat of the Ming army, and Benjun will let these 30,000 people die here! Then, Benjun personally led the troops to kill the Yalu River and avenge this blood revenge! ”

After a pause, Li Fangyuan sighed again.

"If you can send someone to shout in the city, it means that the army is coming, and those who are willing to flee for their lives can leave Seoul overnight tonight."

A group of relatives and soldiers have long been crying, where are they willing to leave, they saw Li Fangyuan suddenly pull out the sword at his waist and put it across his neck, "This is the only way for our army to win, if you don't want to, I will kill myself here, if I don't drive away the Ming army, we are all slaves of the country, rather than being humiliated, it is better to die." ”

In the end, it was a cronie, seeing that Li Fangyuan was really going to cut his neck on the spot, a group of pro-soldiers hurriedly stopped him.

"Maharaja, I will obey the order."

Li Fangyuan's eyes were full of tears, and he said hatefully.

"I, Li Fangyuan, swear to the sky that after this battle, I will counterattack the Ming Dynasty and avenge today's revenge!"

Li Fangyuan is not Li Fangguo, he is not afraid of Daming, if you dare to beat me, I will dare to fight back, even if I fight to the death!