Immediately, the artillery of the Sheng Army, which had withdrawn from the right bank of the Taedong River to Cangguang Mountain in Pyongyang, and the artillery of the Luyu Defense Army at the fortress in the south corner of Jinghaemun, fired all the artillery and smashed into the surface of the ordinary river. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And the Qing troops in the riverside fortress positions on the north bank of the ordinary river also raised their guns to shoot at the Japanese troops on the river.

"Boom, boom—"

The shells that fell from the sky smashed into the surface of ordinary rivers, splashing huge columns of water, rushing some unlucky Japanese soldiers into the air and tearing them to pieces.

The huge water waves sputtered when the shells fell on the river surface made the Japanese troops on the river staggered and struggled.

The dense bullets fired by the Qing army on the other side of the river were 'whooshing' and whistling over the water, constantly burrowing into the fiery bodies of the Japanese troops.

The Japanese soldiers who were shot all let out a short scream, and then plunged into the river, and the corpses were rippling in the river, slowly flowing along the ordinary river to the Datong River, and finally into the sea.

"Shoot!"

The commander of the 12th Infantry Wing of the Japanese Army, Yuyasu Yeyan Nakasa, made a difficult trek in the middle of the ordinary river waist-deep, shouting and ordering the soldiers on the river to shoot back.

It's just that the river is turbulent, and it is a problem for the Japanese army to stand firm in the current, where can they shoot back.

For a time, on the entire vast surface of ordinary rivers, nearly 4,000 Japanese troops were like stuck in the swamp and mud, and they were miserable.

"All of them loaded grenades and bombarded Pyongyang's artillery positions."

Nobuo Shinomiya, the commander of the 1st Artillery Brigade, who was waiting for the engineers to build a simple trestle bridge to cross the river and prepare to cross the river, saw that the 2nd Artillery Brigade was only concerned with bombarding the Qing army's fortress positions along the river on the north bank, and had no time to pay attention to the fierce artillery fire in Pyongyang.

He shouted and ordered a large group of artillery to immediately set up temporary artillery positions along the river to bombard Pyongyang City and suppress the artillery fire of the Qing army in the city.

On the southern city wall of Pyongyang, Ye Zhichao and other Qing army generals were watching the battle from above.

"Whoa—"

"Be careful, sir!"

The sharp whistling sound of a cannonball reached the ears of the generals on the city wall, and Wang Shizhen, Ye Zhichao's artillery battalion officer, roared loudly when he heard the cannon.

Ye Zhichao, Wei Rugui and others were so shocked that they hurriedly lay on the city wall in a panic.

"Boom-"

A grenade exploded on the wall stacks near the crowd, and the iron beads and shrapnel bricks and stones were scattered everywhere, blowing up the two Goshkha who had not dodged until they were already covered with iron beads, and they fell off the wall with a scream.

Ye Zhichao's face turned pale with fright, it was not his own vigilant soldier back then, it is estimated that he is like this now!

"Wang Shizhen, bombard their artillery positions for me!"

Ye Zhi roared angrily.

"Wow!"

Wang Shizhen just reminded his benefactor Ye Zhichao to dodge, and he fell slowly, and the ejected masonry on his forehead ploughed out a shocking gap, and after a while, half of his face flowed blood.

And the ring finger of his left hand was directly cut off by a piece of shrapnel.

Wang Shizhen glanced at the severed finger on the ground, endured the sharp pain in his heart, stood up and yelled and ordered: "Brothers, aim at their artillery position for me, bomb it fiercely!" ”

"Boom, boom—"

Immediately, a large cloud of smoke rose from the southern wall of Pyongyang, and the Krupp cannon roared and spit out long flames, smashing solid bullets into the artillery positions on the south bank of the ordinary river.

"Yo Xi, the artillery of the Qing army has been transferred!"

The Japanese soldiers who were struggling in the river shouted with joy one after another, and one by one they regained their bodies, and as they advanced, they shot at the Qing troops on the riverbank.

Immediately, under the crossfire of Japanese rifles and artillery, the position of the Qing army on the north bank of the river became precarious.

"These bastards, which bastard's order!"

Huang Minghe, who was in charge of guarding the guards who had withdrawn from the position of the Plantation Temple, scolded directly, but at such a distance, it was too late for the artillery of the city wall to bombard the river again.

Moreover, the Japanese army's riverbank artillery was also really sharp, coupled with the combined fire of the Japanese rifles on the river, this moment of hard work, the soldiers in their own posts did not dare to poke their heads out of the chest wall.

"Let's go, go to the fortress!"

Chen Erniu had a gloomy face, turned around and ran towards the fortress on the other side of the Pyongyang city wall.

", am I a sentry or are you a sentry?"

Huang Minghe yelled angrily, and then ordered his subordinates who were staring at him: "Retreat, remember to carry all the injured brothers away." ”

Immediately, in the entire position along the north bank of the ordinary river, except for the Luyu defense army on the high ground of Yongshan Avenue, which was still firing condescendingly, the rest of the battalions and outposts retreated to the battle and retreated to the rear fortress.

"I'm paralyzed!"

On the top of the Pyongyang city wall, Wei Rugui, who was embarrassed to get up from the ground, had a straight beard, and saw that the Japanese infantry and cavalry horses on the river bank had landed on the north bank, and the Luyu defense army and the Sheng army, which could not resist, ran back one after another, and they jumped straight up with anger.

"Wei Benxian, you take the cavalry battalion to scatter the Japanese who have just come ashore, and also fall into their prestige!"

"Wow!"

The Sheng army Du Si Wei Benxian roared and led two of his own soldiers to rush down the city tower.

Soon, the Suzaku Gate of Nancheng was wide open, and in the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, a battalion of Sheng Army horses poured out of the city gate and rushed to the river bank with a roar.

"Good!"

The Qing troops in and under the city shouted one after another, this kind of momentum of ten thousand horses galloping and trembling on the earth is indeed amazing!

"Reinforcements are coming, fight brothers!"

The Luyu Defenders, who were blocking the Japanese troops on the left high ground of Yongshan Avenue, were overjoyed, shouting and cheering each other on, and at the same time desperately firing at the Japanese troops attacking on the riverside.

"Lower the muzzle of the cannon and bombard the Qing cavalry!"

"Artillery fire extends, bombard the Qing cavalry!"

The 1st Artillery Brigade that bombarded Pyongyang City and the 2nd Japanese Artillery Brigade that bombarded the heights of Yongsan Mountain on the river bank adjusted their muzzles and smashed shells into the Qing cavalry formation in the attack.

"The infantry went on; The second squadron turned left and attacked the Qing cavalry! ”

Cavalry Commander Murashige Saki raised the Muramasa rifle with a bright bayonet in his hand and roared.

"Turn to attack!"

The 2nd Cavalry Squadron of the Japanese Army then turned around, and the soldiers drew their bayonets tied to their legs and loaded their rifles on their horses.

"Boom, boom—"

"Yu—"

Wei Benxian led the cavalry camp of the Sheng army to rush all the way, and then suffered from the concentrated bombardment of Japanese artillery.

The cavalry battalion of the Mori army braved the monstrous artillery fire and finally rushed to the front of the Japanese army Yuan Yenobu Division, and as soon as the fire was exchanged, the Japanese Matsumoto Keibu and the cavalry Kimura Shigebu on the left and right flanks outflanked them.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Benxian had to order a retreat, and hurriedly retreated to Pyongyang City under the heavy gunfire of the Japanese army.

"Damn, angry old man!"

Wei Rugui stood on the city wall, watching that with such a charge, the cavalry battalion had lost more than half, and couldn't help but scream in anger.

Immediately, seeing that the cavalry camp had returned in vain, the Qing troops on the heights of Yongshan also retreated to the small fortress under the southern city, and continued to shoot bravely with the Japanese troops who were approaching.

The battle intensified.

At 10:10 p.m., Tsuno Kando stood on the artillery position of Koshiyama Avenue, looking down and looking into the distance.

Outside the entire city of Pyongyang, the Qing troops who were hiding in the densely packed small fortresses, with the support of fire from the city walls, bravely fired at the imperial soldiers.

If you want to uproot them one by one, you don't know how many lives of the imperial sons will have to be filled.

And the Oshima Yoshima Department in the east, and the Tachimi Sato coalition army in the north, actually stopped attacking at this time, and the deathly silence on both sides made Tsuno Kando unable to figure out the form and full of doubts.