Datong Jiangzuo, the southward detachment of the Korean army lurked in the camp. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Quietly in the pine forest, He Changying sat with a group of half-believing officers of the Korean reinforcement army, chatting and waiting.

"Report!"

Liu Mingyang, deputy platoon commander of the reconnaissance platoon, ran over with a shocked face: "The Japanese army is crossing the ship bridge, and the Japanese military flag has been erected on the wall of Pyongyang. ”

"Damn, these Pyongyang defenders are really a bunch of pigs;" Hao Tiansheng scolded angrily, "It's only one day, it's only one day!" Pyongyang is gone? ”

"Keep observing, with such a deep current, their artillery will definitely not be able to pass."

He Changying's spirits were lifted, and it was in vain that she had worked hard to run this two hundred miles of mountain road.

"Battalion commander, you are really a god!"

Fang Dahai looked at He Changying convincingly, and his admiration was even more overflowing than the surging Datong River.

"Hehe, as long as you think more and use your brain more, you can do it; Again, savvy players can easily see through the truth behind the fog, and nothing less than that. ”

Then, He Changying, who had finished loading B, said to Shen Zhaoao with a smile: "This battle is formulated by your staff. ”

"Yes!"

Shen Zhaoao and Peng Qianyan stood up and saluted.

Then Peng Qianyan said with a smile: "Battalion commander, there are only two of us, but we are not worthy of such a big name as the General Staff." ”

"After this battle, when we return to Anzhou, we can expand the army."

He Changying's words made the generals overjoyed, and they talked loudly about a better tomorrow.

didn't know that in Anzhou, which was hundreds of miles away, Lin Yunyu had completely changed He Changying's order.

If it weren't for the nearly 900 people who took the initiative to stay, I don't know how many small fish and shrimp Anzhou City would be able to keep in the end.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, the infantry, cavalry, and cavalry of the Oshima Yoshima Division of the 9th Brigade of the Japanese Army crossed the Taedong River and entered Pyongyang City through Suzak Gate.

The three major artillery brigades were concentrated in the camp of Zamatsuin.

"Hehe, this Oshima Yoshimasa really doesn't remember to fight! I like it though. ”

In the sorghum forest near the right fort of the bridge, He Changying bent down and squatted in the knee-deep river, looking at the empty bridgehead of the bridge, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"This battle has been fought to this point, who would have thought that there would be an army on the Jiang side."

Xu Ru squatted beside He Changying, looking at He Changying, her eyes flashed with crystal brilliance, and her face was shy and happy.

"Don't squat so low, be careful that the wound gets water and becomes inflamed."

He Changying asked Xu Ru to stand taller with concern, so as not to let the little sister who was injured and bleeding last night see the water.

"Ah, Xu Ru, are you injured?"

When Lu Zhaomei next to her heard this, she looked at Xu Ru in surprise, and she didn't understand where Xu Ru's injury was after watching it for a long time.

'Three flats are not as good as one round'?

Lu Zhaomei suddenly opened her mind, her eyes slipped to Xu Ru's buttocks, and she thought to herself, could it be that the battalion commander really attacked Xu Ru last night and got his chrysanthemum?

Xu Ru's dark little melon seed face suddenly became blood-red and could drip blood.

Especially Lu Zhaomei stared at her little ass in shock, and her big mouth could be stuffed into a big goose egg, which made Xu Ruzhen want to plunge into the river and never show her head for the rest of her life.

"What are you yelling about!"

He Changying tilted her head and reprimanded Lu Zhaomei in a low voice: "An old man, why are you listening to the woman in the corner by yourself?" ”

"Bang, bang—"

Suddenly, there was a loud gunfire in the direction of Plantatsu Temple, and the battle broke out suddenly.

"Scout platoon, give it to me!"

Hiding in the sorghum field not far away, Liu Mingyang roared, and the 23 soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon stood up one after another, and rushed desperately towards the bridge with the river water.

On the bridge pier of Toulao Island, a Grimm cannon was erected high with a giant log, and at this time, there was not a single Japanese army defending on Toulao Island.

The goal of the reconnaissance company was to preemptively capture the Grimm cannon and block the bridge.

"A platoon, give it to me, you must not let the Japanese army get close to the heavy fort!"

Yuan Sikai, the platoon commander of the company, roared and took the lead, rushing to the north of the plantation courtyard, preparing to cut off the retreat of the Japanese army in advance.

"Let's go, go up to the top of the heavy fort and have a look."

When he said this, He Changying decided that he must think of training a group of trumpeters in the future, otherwise the communication and linkage between the teams would indeed be a big problem.

"Battalion commander, I want to go to war."

Lu Zhaomei looked at He Changying pitifully and begged.

He Changying turned his head and saw that the twenty or so soldiers of the guard team around him were all looking at him with blank eyes.

"Go, you go and support Yuan Sikai; Be careful, the bullet doesn't last—"

"Brothers, give it to me!"

Before He Changying's words were finished, a group of soldiers of the guard team, under the leadership of Lu Zhaomei, rushed towards the Songyuan Courtyard with a stream of smoke and water.

"Battalion commander, I also want to go and shoot two shots."

Xiao Liuzi looked at the guards who ran away greedily, with a look of envy.

"Go, give me the red flag, you kid wants-; - it! ”

Before He Changying finished speaking, Xiao Liuzi jumped to stuff the red flag to Xu Ru and ran away.

"Let's go, go to Heavy Castle."

He Changying wordlessly snatched the red flag from Xu Ru's little hand and carried it on his shoulder.

Planting Songyuan, the artillery position of the three major artillery brigades of the Japanese army.

After receiving the news that the Qing army had fled without a fight, when the brigade infantry cavalry crossed the Datong River, the artillerymen of the three major artillery teams suddenly relaxed.

Singing, bragging, and playing stone chess, until the afternoon came from Pyongyang with bags of snow-white rice and large pieces of horse meat, and all the soldiers cheered and began to cook and prepare a beautiful meal.

So the cooking was cooking, the soup was boiling, and the artillery position of the Plantosong Courtyard was filled with singing and smiling, waiting for the meal to start.

Soon, the horse meat in the cauldron was fragrantly cooked, and the steaming rice pot was filled with the tempting aroma of rice, and the artillerymen were each holding their rice bowls, laughing and shouting, 'Long live the Emperor,' and preparing to start the meal.

"Call me!"

At this moment, Lin Yunyu, who was hiding one hundred and fifty meters to the left of the Pine Plantation Courtyard, gave an order, and more than 400 soldiers of the Korean reinforcement army rushed out of the sorghum forest like a dragon going out to sea and pounced on the Japanese position.

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Korean reinforcements roared and ran, and at the same time, they 'crackled' their guns and fired at the artillery position of Soshowon.

"Qing army, Qing army!"

Suddenly, the entire Plantation Courtyard was in chaos, and the Japanese artillery, who was almost frightened, subconsciously ran towards their gun positions.

Nagata Turtle, who was sleeping in the thatched hut and waiting for the meal to be served, heard the gunshots and the roar of the Qing army, and his heart was so frightened that he was about to completely explode.

――Where did the Qing army come out, didn't they know that Pyongyang had achieved it?

Or is there another trick!

Nagata Turtle turned over in a panic, 'snapped', and fell heavily to the ground, and the blood from the nose was hit.

At this time, Nagata Turtle was in the mood to take care of this, and he got up dizzily and rushed out of the hut, but when he saw his stupid subordinates, they all ran to the gun position in shock, hugged the bomb, shook the cannon, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Pig, get a gun, get a gun!"

Nagata roared angrily.

"Shoot with a gun, shoot with a gun!"

Hearing the roar of the captain, these Japanese soldiers, who were accustomed to reflexes, realized what they were doing wrong, and put down their shells and cannons one after another, and turned to get the rifles that were put together nearby.

In just a few moments, the reinforcement troops had already rushed fifty or sixty meters, and the Japanese troops fell in pieces with the continuous guns in their hands.

"Bang, bang—"

Some of the fast-moving Japanese troops soon got their hands on the Muramasa rifles and began to fight back in a panic, but this resistance was almost completely negligible in the face of the overwhelming superiority of the reinforcement army.

"Return to Pyongyang, retreat!"

Nagata Turtle roared with blood on his face, and Lin Yunyu, who was noticed, saw it, raised his hand and commanded loudly to Nagata Turtle who was standing by the thatched hut:

"Shoot him!"

"Bang bang bang-"

At this moment, at least thirty fast guns were pointed at the Nagata Turtle, and after a burst of gunfire, a blood splash on Nagata Turtle's body and he was killed on his back!