Jin Zidian's big tent was in the middle of several military camps, and the defense was still good, and the guards guarding the tent were not asleep yet.

Two or three of them talked and chatted together, and one of them peed next to him.

The one who peed was covered by Yang Qili and stabbed to death with a three-edged military thorn.

The rest of the people couldn't make a shady hand, so Yang Qili and his party had to swagger towards the big tent of the Chinese army where Jin Zidian was resting.

"What people!"

Outside the tent of the Chinese army, a North Korean officer asked in a low voice, and immediately several patrols on night came over.

Yang Qili frowned, straightened the North Korean flag Zhangjing general uniform on his body, and asked unhappily in Korean dialect: "My name is Kim Zhengwu, I am the Jiala Zhangjing of the North Korean flag, what is your name?" ”

As soon as they heard that the other party was Jia Lazhangjing, and his surname was Jin like the prince, several North Korean patrolmen were immediately relieved.

The officer's face also softened slightly, but he still did not relax his vigilance, and he continued to ask: "What is Lord Zhang Jing doing in the prince's tent?" ”

"This chapter Jing came to inspect the night defense of the barracks, and you performed very well."

Yang Qili put his hands on his back and said lightly, like a leader.

He is a veteran in the army for more than 20 years, and he has a strong temperament, and at this time, this calm style convinces these North Korean patrols.

"What's your name?" Yang Qili asked the officer.

"Little Gou Zuozhe, is the battalion guard of the prince's Chinese army, how can the little one look at you like this......"

The officer named Gou Zuozhe has been with Jin Zidian all the year round, and he has basically seen any Jialazhangjing-level characters in the army, but this person named Jin Zhengwu is a little blind, and I don't know if it's because the fire is too dark to see clearly.

Yang Qili's face did not change, the hand on his back moved slightly, and he made a gesture to the night without closing the back, and then the dagger in his sleeve naturally fell into his hand.

He smiled and said, "Gou Zuozhe...... Your name is good, you should come closer and see the face of this Zhangjing clearly......."

The battalion guard stretched out his head and took two steps closer, carefully looking at Yang Qili, as if reminiscing.

"Poof!"

Yang Qili took a step forward and plunged a knife into the heart of the battalion guard, and immediately blood gushed like a fountain.

"Gou Zuozhe, you're such a dog!"

Yang Qili scolded in a low voice, and the dagger in his hand turned a few times, and then slowly pushed away the convulsive body of the battalion guard.

By the time he started, several dragons had already started to do it, and they were rushing forward like apes, and everyone had a clear goal, and they were all sure to kill.

"Ahh Raid ......"

A fast-reacting North Korean patrol screamed like a girl, and before the dolphin voice could be shouted, Long Xiang ruthlessly cut his throat.

Yang Qili didn't hesitate, and immediately ordered: "Quickly kill Jin Zidian!" ”

The voice of the musical genius had already been shouted, which would inevitably alarm some North Korean soldiers, and Long Xiang did not dare to slack off at night, and acted quickly.

In the fog, a huge camp stood in the middle, and there was no other camp in a large area around it, but many Korean soldiers came up to meet it.

These are the Chinese army guards of Jin Zidian, and there are hundreds of them.

Yang Qili threw thunder without saying a word, and forcibly opened the road to rush the camp, which was also a signal to Qi Guangyang's troops under the mountain to attack.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and the Chinese guards who rushed over were blinked and dizzy, and they lay down several times in an instant.

When they saw that more than a dozen bright lights suddenly lit up in the dark shadow opposite, and they were cremated as before, the North Korean guards who surrounded them turned their heads and ran away very familiarly.

"Bang!"

The sound of the explosion entered the tent, startling the naked woman sleeping next to Jin Zidian.

Jin Zidian is still like a pig, sleeping heavily, he is old, sixty-four years old, a little Alzheimer's, and it is not easy to wake up when he sleeps.

The woman who slept with her trembled, and desperately shook the golden self-point: "Lord Wang, it's not good, the enemy has attacked the camp......

Jin Zidian was awakened in his sleep, and a continuous explosion and shouting of killing sounded in his ears, and he even felt a faint vibration of the bed under him, which was completely different from the scene last night......

The experienced Jin Zidian heard that this was the explosion sound produced by the kind of grenade of the Ming army, and he jumped up in fright and shouted: "Guard! Bodyguard! ”

The tent door was opened, and a group of men wearing North Korean uniforms with fierce faces walked in quickly.

Jin Zidian felt that these guards were a little embarrassed, but he didn't care so much, and asked in a panic: "Is it that the Ming army has attacked the camp?" ”

"It's Lao Tzu who came to borrow your head!"

Yang Qili didn't talk too much nonsense, he had already taken out a handcuff as he spoke, and shot it at Jin Zidian's heart, and then turned the wheel and made up another shot.

The woman screamed in fright and almost played a dolphin sound.

Yang Qili ignored her, walked straight to Jin Zidian's corpse, cut off his head, and casually removed the clothes covering the woman's body, wrapped Jin Zidian's brain, and tied it around his waist.

Looking at the headless prince, the naked woman rolled her eyelids and fainted beside the bed.

Yang Qili didn't have time to admire her hot figure, and quickly led the team away.

At this time, the entire Qing army camp in Peony Peak had already exploded, and there were gunshots and explosions everywhere, mixed with a noisy Korean dialect.

I don't know how many North Korean soldiers were awakened by the sound of the explosion, they were disheveled and hid to the side and looked around, some of them were unclear, and the blindfold made it difficult for them to move at night.

Some of the awakened Korean soldiers were horrified in their hearts, they never dreamed that the Ming army would kill the Chinese army's big tent without knowing it.

The explosion of the grenade killed and injured some of them, and also scared away a large number of North Korean soldiers, which made it convenient for Yang Qili to lead the team to attack.

Trinema hid shirtless behind a grain truck, hoping to avoid the mess.

The sound of explosions on the side of the Chinese army not only attracted the North Korean soldiers, but also attracted several other Long Xiang who acted separately at night, and they all converged to the big tent, disrupting the surrounding camps, and covering Yang Qili's breakthrough.

"Kill!"

Under the Peony Peak, with Qi Guangyang's order, the three thousand Ming troops who were holding their breath in the dark night collectively dispatched and rushed towards the place of firelight.

In the fog, from time to time, some awakened North Koreans appeared, rushing over to try to block the attacking Qi Guangyang Division, and many people were running around, they didn't know how many Ming troops had attacked.

In night battles, not to mention combat effectiveness, the North Korean soldiers have nothing to play just by fighting for their eyesight.

Even if there is no enemy, it is quite difficult for the Korean soldiers who are blindfolded to move alone at night, and the serious ones are like blind people, who cannot see anything at all, and they all rely on their judgment by listening and standing up.

In the city of Pyongyang, Prince Fei Yangguo was also awakened by the battle situation on the side of Peony Peak in the north of the city, he stood at the head of the city, looking at that side in a daze, a little overwhelmed.

Order someone to fire artillery to support, for fear of killing your own people, you will not be able to help.

Send people out of the city to support, and afraid that the Ming army will be ambushed, so they will enter Pyongyang City when the city gate is wide open.

Fei Yangguo, who was entangled, finally chose to be steady and not move.

With only a little more than 10,000 defenders in Pyongyang, he did not dare to take any chances, so he could only order his soldiers to shout at the head of the city, give spiritual support to the friendly soldiers of the Korean flag, and encourage them to fight hard to kill the enemy......

The Qing army at the head of the city shouted intermittently for more than half an hour, the explosion on the Peony Peak gradually stopped, and the shouting of killing was basically inaudible, and the battle situation on the mountain was unknown.

At 6:15 a.m., 10,000 golden rays tore through the fog that shrouded the sky over Pyongyang City, and the things on Peony Peak finally appeared clearly in front of the Qing army at the head of Beicheng City.

Fei Yangguo took the telescope and took a look, where is there still the banner of the Qing Dynasty in Peony Peak, and it was directly replaced with the dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty!

He felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly sent someone out of the city to report the news, urging the reinforcements of the Eight Banners to come to the rescue as soon as possible.