However, Seoul was not broken, and Jin Liu made up his mind to resist to the death, and ordered people to die with bricks and stones for the four gates, even if someone wanted to open the door and sacrifice the city, it was no longer possible. Now, either the Ming army trapped the soldiers and civilians of Seoul, or they fought hard to conquer Seoul.

No matter which path the Ming army chooses, it is the rhythm of the fish and the net, Min Guangxun is worried about the progress of the situation, if both sides are really defeated, even if the national capital is recovered, the loss of casualties will not be able to be healed in a short time, and his plan to resist the Manchu capture with the help of the Ming army may be completely aborted because of this war.

"Jin Liu's insidious intentions!" Thinking about it, Min Guangxun couldn't help but sigh, because if the Ming army really won such a miserable victory, the Ming people in Korea would inevitably hate the Ming people to the core, and at that time, the people who originally supported the goodwill of the Ming Dynasty would instead move closer to the Manchu Dynasty.

But what is the best solution? Min Guangxun couldn't help sighing again, he and the Lord of Linping didn't have half the right to speak in front of these Ming Dynasty people, but judging from the way General Cheng disposed of prisoners of war, he should not be a murderous person, which made him feel a little comforted.

The Lord of Linping is still bedridden due to the fright he had received a few days ago. In fact, Min Guangxun also knew that the monarch deliberately pretended to be sick because he was afraid of offending Cheng Mingjiu, so as to win sympathy and understanding, it was simply a thief's strategy, but it was better to be honest and honest with others. After all, they rely on others, and they have to play tricks behind their backs, which is unjustifiable.

In this regard, Min Guangxun did not slander a lot, which also gave him a new understanding of Li Jun, and there are some unknown glooms hidden under the surface of Zhongzheng Renhe. It is difficult to predict whether such a person would be a blessing or a curse for the Korean state if such a person were to succeed to the throne.

This made him hesitate a little when he originally firmly supported Li Jun, but now he still has a choice?

Every night is always extremely difficult, tossing and turning, sometimes thinking about the safety of the Lord, sometimes thinking about whether the situation can be safely improved, after a long time, he can't help but cry, there are still his wife and parents in Seoul......

No matter how powerful the artillery is, it can only destroy the buildings on the city walls, and if it can collapse the rammed earth wall that is more than ten steps thick, it is an impossible task. After three days of shelling, Cheng Junmen strictly ordered that he was not allowed to attack the houses in the city, and could only hit the city walls and towers repeatedly.

Cheng Mingjiu didn't care, as if the setback in the siege did not affect his good mood.

Yao Qisheng spat twice into the palm of his hand, both hands were covered with blisters, but he gritted his teeth and did not cry out in pain, and continued to wave his head and dig into the damp sand. Tagawaemon was even more depressed than before, and in the sneak attack of the Korean soldiers, he broke his precious katana into three pieces...... On several occasions, Yao Qisheng even found this widow holding a knife and crying silently at night. He was really afraid that this guy would get sick.

"Tagawa, fucking lazy again! And you, Yao Qisheng, the two of you are a raccoon dog, a pair of waste, the iron pot in the team can't stand it, you say, what else can you do? It's not good to dig tunnels, dig two pickaxes and rest for a while, don't come to the Three Guards if you want to raise fat......"

In the past two days, the team officer has seen Yao Qisheng and Tagawa Emon unpleasant, and the big iron pot for cooking was lost by Yao Qisheng during the surprise attack of the Korean soldiers, he wanted to cut a few heads to make some contributions, but he never thought that the musket spear of the auxiliary soldiers of the Three Guards did not give him a chance at all, and when he went back to look for the iron pot, he couldn't find it alive or dead.

In the end, he was empty-handed, and the enemy's head was not cut off, and even the iron pot that he should be optimistic about was lost.

Therefore, the scolding and deliberate punishment of the team officer made Yao Qisheng suffer, after all, there was a mistake first, so why should he resist?

To tell the truth, he was very dissatisfied with the order to dig tunnels from above, if the tunnels were dug they could break the city, how could Emperor Yang of Sui and Emperor Yang of Sui end up in a tragic end when he conquered Goryeo three times, and the slave chieftain Ning Yuan could be killed by the Hongyi cannon?

Speaking of historical events, Yao Qisheng was the first to say, and even felt that if he had the opportunity to meet that Cheng Junmen, it was absolutely necessary to advise him, this kind of fruitless method could only be a waste of time.

Seeing Yao Qisheng's expression, the officer of the team knew that he was going to make a tirade again, so he blocked it back in advance, "Dig your soil well, and if you are verbose, I will let you dig it tomorrow!" ”

Hearing the threat of the team officer, Yao Qisheng simply closed his mouth neatly, although he hated this guy who was always aimed at himself, he also knew that the job of digging a pit was not done by people. When Yao Qisheng was in his hometown, he was also pampered, and Jiajing was good, how could he have suffered such a crime.

It's obvious that I'm going to put pen to paper, but now look at what I've done? Since he joined the auxiliary battalion of the Three Guards Army, which everyone is proud of, first cooking, and now digging pits, this is too far from what he imagined.

Yao Qisheng always wanted to give up, but when he thought of the ancients: the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skins.

So, Yao Qisheng mustered up his strength again, regardless of the hot pain of the blisters in his hands, he waved his pickaxe and flew up and down.

After two nights of excavation, the tunnel has begun to take shape, and it has probably extended to the bottom of the city wall of Seoul, as long as you work harder, you may be able to dig into the city tomorrow, but Yao Qisheng's heart is beating again. I heard that there is also a set of ways to defend the city to deal with digging tunnels, what kind of flooding, etc., he is really afraid that he will be flooded by these savages halfway through the digging, and die under the city wall for no apparent reason.

"Alright, alright! Pull them all out, hurry, hurry, don't rub in! Hey, Yao Qisheng, why haven't you dug enough......"

The disgusting voice of the team officer came again, and Yao Qisheng immediately felt as if countless flies were flying in front of him, and he really wanted to plug his ears. However, he is more like to get out of this oppressive tunnel as soon as possible.

After leaving the tunnel, Yao Qisheng found that there were already auxiliary soldiers stacking dozens of brown paper bags the size of grinding discs at the entrance of the tunnel.

This made him very curious, what kind of idea did that Cheng Junmen have in his stomach? What's in these brown paper bags? Judging from the movements of those auxiliaries carrying the brown paper bags, it should not be very heavy.

There was a sudden burst of force on his buttocks, and Yao Qisheng's center of gravity was unstable and he almost pounced forward, falling and gnawing on shit. He didn't have to look back, he knew that it must be the team officer who was targeting him again. Sure enough, the disgusting voice sounded again: "Hurry up!" Don't grind! ”

When all the auxiliary soldiers who dug the pit were withdrawn from the tunnel, there were auxiliary soldiers who began to deliver brown paper bags to the tunnel, and the speed was very fast, and everyone's faces were also nervous...... Yao Qisheng subconsciously felt that something big would happen tonight!

At this time, Yao Qisheng heard someone calling his name, turned his head, and found that it was a comrade he knew in the auxiliary battalion, who was honest in life, so he was very willing to deal with him.

"Brother Yao, Cheng Junmen has already given the order, and he will attack Seoul tonight? There was a lively ......"

Yao Qisheng was very surprised, and driven by curiosity, he leaned up and asked, "How to attack?" The tunnel has not been dug up, is it difficult to climb up? How many people would have to die ......?"

The auxiliary soldier didn't know much, but said very confidently: "Cheng Junmen has always been right in what he said, look at it, we can enter the city tomorrow!" ”

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Yao Qisheng didn't know how to evaluate the blind worship of the generals by these auxiliaries, but he always felt that it was not so simple to capture Seoul.

As soon as he entered the auxiliary camp, Yao Qisheng suddenly felt the ground under his feet jump suddenly, and then there was a thunderous sound in the night sky. He followed the sound and turned around, and saw that the signal cannon shells had hit the sky above the walls of Seoul.

Wrong!

Yao Qisheng rubbed his eyes, where was there a city wall in front of him, it was clearly an embarrassed mound.

Suddenly, 10,000 cannons were fired in unison, and the shouts of killing were undulating.

After a long time, Yao Qisheng finally understood that the kraft paper bags that were transported to the tunnel must be full of gunpowder, and the three guards could think of it by blowing up the city with gunpowder.

"Alas! Cheng Junmen really used soldiers like a god! ”

Yao Qisheng expressed his sincere admiration, and at the same time felt ashamed of his self-righteousness, glad that he was not embarrassed in front of Cheng Mingjiu, so he would be laughable and generous.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from behind him, "Hey! These are all the tricks that our captive marquis used when he fought against the Tartars in Beizhili back then! If you want to say that you are like a god with soldiers, if the Marquis of Zhenyu says that he is the second, then no one dares to say that he is the first! ”

Turning around, it was a lame auxiliary soldier who spoke, this person he also knew, he always boasted that he followed the marquis of Zhenyu when he was in Gaoyang City, and when he talked about how brave he was back then, his eyebrows danced.

Yao Qisheng never thought that this auxiliary soldier was telling the truth, there were too many people who bragged, and they all said how they were back then...... At this moment, he actually felt that he believed it......

"The ability of the Marquis of Zhenyu is not just to arrange troops, he killed the slave king Yue Tuo, sprinkled beans into soldiers, and invited the thunder mother to ......"

Yao Qisheng was immediately pulled back to reality by this boast, he didn't have time to listen to this old lame man's bragging, no matter how earth-shattering the fight was outside, he just wanted to sleep well now. After digging the tunnels all night, my whole body was about to fall apart.

Early the next morning, Min Guangxun received a notice from Cheng Mingjiu's personal soldiers, asking him to enter Seoul with the prince of Linping.

"What? What the? Can you ask the warriors of the kingdom to say it again? ”

The soldier repeated: "Last night, the military gate ordered the city to be destroyed, and now you can go home!" ”

This, how is this possible, Min Guangxun felt as if he was dreaming, he did fire a cannon for half a night last night, but this situation has been like this every night since the siege of Seoul, so he didn't take it to heart, how could he have thought that he would knock down Seoul so casually......-

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