Joseon was a vassal state of China during several dynasties.

Especially during the Ming Dynasty, they had a stronger sense of identification with the Ming Dynasty.

The status of the Ming people in North Korea is also very high, and they can see officials in North Korea without kneeling.

If they break the law in North Korea, North Korea is not qualified to punish them, and can only be sent back to Daming for processing.

Being able to become a citizen of the Ming Dynasty is something that almost every North Korean dreams of.

I heard that as long as you can kill the heads of the four Eastern Tartars, you can become a citizen of the Ming Dynasty.

This reward completely stimulated those Korean rebels, and they all began to climb the ladder without their lives.

Abatai, the king of Yujun, who was guarding Seoul, was furious:

"These untouchables are dead, quick, shoot these damn North Koreans."

In an instant, arrows flew from the top of the city, and red-coated cannons began to bombard.

The Korean rebels besieging the city were shot down one after another, and suffered heavy casualties for a while.

But I thought that if I could become a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, even if I died in battle, at least my family would be superior to others in North Korea.

Therefore, they did not care about their own lives or deaths, and desperately climbed to the top of the city.

Li Dingguo and Sun Chuanting, who were standing in the rear commanding, were shocked by the expressions of the North Korean soldiers.

"Commander, you see these people are really brave, but the casualties are too great, do you want to send our people up?"

Sun Chuanting looked at Li Dingguo with a smile, feeling that he was still too young, so he reached out and patted him on the shoulder:

"General Li, don't worry, they are desperate because our reward is very tempting, after all, they are foreigners, if the enemy gives them the same conditions, they are also very likely to turn back and fight us."

"Oh, the last general understood what the commander meant, opened the city gate with cannons, and let them go and grab the heads!"

Li Dingguo instantly understood what Sun Chuanting meant, and the commander was using these people as cannon fodder.

"Someone, send an order for artillery to bombard the gates of Seoul."

"Yes"

The artillery commander agreed, and immediately ordered the red-coated artillery to cover the siege of the Korean rebels.

The muzzles of the fifty red-coated cannons were all aimed at the gates of Seoul.

The artillery leader waved the flag, and fifty red-coated cannons fired in unison.

"Boom ......"

At that time, the cannons were not as accurate as the current cannons, and there were also red-coated cannons attacking the city.

A large part of the shells hit the city walls, and only a small number of shells hit the city gates.

The gates only shook a little, and they didn't suffer much damage.

"Again, fire"

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

Shells rained down on the gates, though most of them missed their targets.

But there were always shells that hit the gates with precision.

Soon cracks began to appear in the city gates, and the soldiers guarding the city gates were shocked and fled.

"The prince is not in a good situation, Ming Gou bombarded the city gate with a red-clothed cannon, and the city gate was about to be blasted open."

Suddenly, a Tartar soldier came to report that the city gate was about to be lost.

Abatai, who was standing at the head of the city and commanding the battle, was taken aback.

Hurriedly ordered the muzzles of the guns to be aimed at the red-coated artillery outside the city to bombard.

"Quick, the muzzle of the cannon is aimed at the artillery position of Minggou outside the city, bombard them, and knock out their artillery."

The Eastern Tartar artillery immediately visually measured the distance of the Ming artillery position, and suddenly showed a difficult look on his face:

"Lord Wang, Minggou's artillery position is not within the range of our red-clothed cannons, so it can't hit them at all."

Abatai glared at the thief and reached out to give the artilleryman a mouthful.

"It's just nonsense, it's all red-coated cannons, why can they hit the city gate, but you can't hit them, hit this king, or die!"

"Chirp"

The Tartar artillery was really helpless, and he didn't know why the Ming artillery could hit the city gate, so he could only try to talk about it first.

Don't look at the red-clothed cannons of the Ming army that can attack the city gate, but Abatai's red-coated cannons really can't hit Sun Chuanting and them.

The red-coated cannons of the Ming army are all improved versions of the system, and the firing range is not comparable to the Eastern Capture cannons at all.

"Shoot ......"

"Boom ......"

The shells of the red-coated cannons on the head of the city came out of their chests, but they all fell 300 paces in front of the Ming army.

Li Dingguo and Sun Chuanting laughed when they saw this, and Abatai was pale and angry, only scolding his mother.

"Boom ......"

The Ming artillery shells bombarded the city gate again, and some fish that slipped through the net finally attacked the city gate into countless pieces.

"The gates of the city have been blasted open by cannons, so rush quickly."

Seeing that the city gate was broken, the North Korean soldiers who were desperately attacking the city rushed to the city gate frantically.

Soon there was a short encounter with the Eastern Captives, and the Eastern Captivity cavalry was only more than 3,000 people, plus the diehard loyalists of the Li Dynasty, a total of more than 20,000.

Outside the city, however, the Korean rebels had gathered more and more, and now numbered more than 50,000 horses.

For the sake of the Ming ID card and to get gold and silver to support their families, they rushed into Seoul desperately, and the people in the city couldn't resist it at all.

The soldiers of the Li Dynasty had no combat effectiveness, and they began to panic as soon as they were rushed by the rebel army.

In the end, there were only a few thousand captives, and they were still desperately resisting.

I have to admit that the Eastern Raiders are really strong in combat, whether they are fighting on horse or on foot.

But the other party not only has an advantage in numbers, but also is not afraid of death, which they did not expect.

As long as the Eastern Tartars are almost entangled by North Korea, it is almost difficult for them to get out.

"Rush and kill"

"As long as you can cut off five Tartar heads, not only will you have gold and silver, but you can also go to Daming."

They shouted loudly, raised their weapons and fought to the death with their tartars.

As soon as the Eastern Tartar stabbed the scimitar into the opponent's body, several knives stabbed into the back of his heart at the same time.

There are many Korean rebels who are slashed a few times, as long as they are not breathless, they will cling to the thighs of the Eastern Tartars and will not let go.

Several of them were not only good in force, but also often commanded other Korean rebels to besiege the Tartars.

Abatai was angry, these usually seemingly docile little sheep are like hanging today, causing great casualties to the Eastern Tyrants.

Abatai watched as the captives under his command fell one by one, and he began to panic.

Li Dingguo looked at the strong combat power of the Korean rebel army, and couldn't help frowning:

"Commander, how can the combat effectiveness of these Korean rebels be so strong, it looks a little infiltrating."

Sun Chuanting was also secretly surprised, he nodded and said:

"Yes, they are not only not afraid of death, but they are also relatively united, but unfortunately after this battle, most of the casualties must be lost."

Li Dingguo had a whim, and said:

"Commander, we can set up a team composed of all North Korean soldiers, teach them more, and we can defend North Korea for our Ming Dynasty in the future."

Under Li Dingguo's reminder, Sun Chuanting's eyes also lit up, and he nodded in agreement with his suggestion.

"You're in a good idea, let's take a look and pick a brave leader from among them."

After the two men agreed, they quickly picked up the binoculars and looked at the battlefield.