Although Pyongyang was strong, the Ming army did not actually encounter any decent resistance.

With the fall of the city gate, the Eight Banners also lost the courage to fight, and fled from the south gate to the direction of Seoul.

When they ran away, the North Korean soldiers naturally did not resist anymore and quickly dropped their weapons and surrendered.

Zhang Zhiji took Pyongyang with little effort.

asked about Xu Yingyuan's situation on the Eastern Front.

Good guy, Yuanshan has been laid and is preparing to march to Huaiyang.

As the supreme general, how could Zhang Zhiji be willing to be compared to his subordinates, so he ordered the soldiers to repair as soon as possible and rush to Huangzhou early tomorrow morning.

Fan Wencheng, who fled in a hurry, ran desperately to Seoul.

The moment he saw Amin, Fan Wencheng knelt on the ground and cried out with a "wow". There is no well-known traitor or the king's henchman at all.

Amin was also a little panicked when he saw it. Hurriedly helped Fan Wencheng up, only to see Fan Wencheng's head wrapped in cotton cloth indiscriminately, and blood penetrated half of his face. In addition, he ran away in a panic and did not get a drop of water. It looks like it's going to be so embarrassed and how embarrassed it is.

"Sir, this is?"

"Your Majesty! I went to negotiate with Zhang Zhiji, the general of the Ming army, LinkedIn, but I didn't expect to be deceived by him to the city, and I almost burst my head! ”

"In this way, there is no hope for peace talks? Can only hold on? ”

"There is no hope for peace talks. The Ming army is determined to kill us. Fan Wencheng shook his head dejectedly with a sad face.

Amin sat down in his chair and was silent for a long time.

He didn't blame Fan Wencheng.

The Eight Banners led by Huang Taiji were all wiped out, and his thousands of Eight Banners and North Korean mixed troops were really nothing.

"Why did the Ming army attack the city so quickly?"

"Your Majesty, when I fled back, I was just in time for the Ming army to attack the city. Then he heard a loud noise, and when he looked back, the gate was rotten with a big hole. Not even the door panels are gone! ”

"What?"

"Knock the gates open in one fell swoop? But the cannon? ”

"Probably not, I only heard it once. Cannons can't be so powerful. ”

Amin was silent.

There is not much time left for them, and whether to go or stay is a question that needs to be considered urgently.

Liu, to be honest, he didn't have the confidence to compete with the Ming army.

Go, where can you go?

turned his face with Huang Taiji, and was beaten into a dog by Daming.

"Sir, what are we going to do next?" Amin was deeply confused, but he still hoped to get some hope from Fan Wencheng.

"It's really not good, I'm afraid I have to go back to Shengjing." Fan Wencheng was silent for a moment. Said the last thing Amin wanted to hear.

"Sir, don't say that again. At this time, let me go to Huang Taiji again and wagging my tail and begging for mercy, I can't do it. Amin's face turned cold, and he said with some annoyance.

Seeing this, Fan Wencheng stopped talking.

If you don't run away, you have to find a way to defend the city.

I had to think of a way to stop the Ming army from going down to the city in one day.

"Your Majesty, the minister has an idea. Since we have no choice at the moment, we might as well hold on to the city. The Ming army broke the city but relied on sharp weapons to blow up the city gate, we only need to block the city gate, they will definitely have nothing to do. Seoul is majestic, and there are thirty cannons on the city walls. As long as the city gate is not opened, the Ming army will never be able to enter. As long as we have more food and grass in the city, we can keep it all the time, what about them? How long do they consume energy? One month? Or two months? ”

"What are the gates to block?"

"Just build it, don't have a door!"

Amin was stunned for a moment and glanced at Fan Wencheng.

How long is this brain, don't want the city gate, you can't think of it.

But thinking about it is really the safest way.

Amin then ordered his soldiers to go out of the city, plunder the grain of the people's homes near Seoul, and ordered the craftsmen to build the hole in the city gate with green bricks, glutinous rice, slaked lime and other materials.

The eighth day of August

Zhang Zhiji and Xu Yingyuan joined forces and joined forces thirty miles north of Seoul.

Push south together.

Due to the need to stay behind in the captured city, there were less than 40,000 soldiers at this time.

There are 15,000 battalions in the five military camps, 14,000 in the Shenji battalion, and 9,000 battalions in the 3,000 battalions. A total of 38,000 people.

But Zhang Zhiji is still full of confidence in capturing Seoul.

No gate could hold ten packets of explosives.

If there is, then twenty.

On the evening of the eighth day of the eighth month of August, the army came to camp outside the north gate of Seoul.

Amin at the head of the city looked at the Ming Dynasty army with the flag fluttering, and a huge pressure arose in his heart.

It was this army that crippled the invincible soldiers of the Eight Banners.

After waiting for another hour, seeing that the Ming army had no intention of attacking the city at night, he returned to the palace after inspecting the city.

"The Sword Comes"

This night, the two parties were safe.

Early the next morning

After the soldiers had breakfast, Zhang Zhiji gave the order to attack the city.

It was still the familiar demolition team, carrying explosives bags and moving quickly towards the city gate.

Ignition, throw, run.

Then there was a boom.

The Ming army was ready to sprint.

Zhang Zhiji looked at the city gate with a telescope, ready to give the order to attack. But the result made him frown.

The drawbridge at the city gate was blown open and the city gate was blown to pieces. But what was revealed was not the hole in the gate, but the wall.

It seems that the enemy is on guard?

"One more team! Twenty people! ”

Zhang Zhiji gave the order again.

Another demolition squad has set off, but it still hasn't done much.

Amin, who was standing on the castle tower, breathed a sigh of relief. Although the power of this small burden on the back of the Ming army is indeed not small, it is not easy to blow up the city wall. How thick is the wall of Seoul, how can you blow it?

Zhang Zhiji also discovered this problem. I asked the demolition team to try a different gate, and the result was still the same. Zhang Zhiji did not give up, and changed another city gate, which is also the same.

It seems that the enemy has sealed the city gates!

Fuck, who came up with such a crazy idea!

Planning to stay in it for the rest of your life?

Fan Wencheng at the head of the city looked at the demolition team running east and west, and said to Amin:

"It seems that the Ming army is running out of donkey skills."

Amin was also in a slightly relaxed mood at this time, he was not afraid of the Ming army attacking the city, because then their sharp muskets would be useless, and their tough armor would not be able to withstand the fire oil poured on the city.

The questions that Amin can think of, Zhang Zhiji naturally thinks of too.

The most reliable thing at the moment is to blow up the city wall, but how can he have so many explosive packs. There is not much left of what I brought with me before I came.

Attacking a city is tantamount to attacking the enemy's strength with their own shortcomings, not to mention that they did not have many siege equipment with them on this expedition. For a while, Zhang Zhiji didn't know what to do.

Forget it, let's ask Your Majesty.

Although he seems to be incompetent, he really can't think of any other way.

Zhu Youzhen, who was far away in the capital, was waiting for Zhang Zhiji to pass on the good news to him after taking Seoul, but he didn't expect the good news to come, but he waited for help.

After listening to Zhang Zhiji's report, Zhu Youzhen also had a pain in the egg.

If the gates can't be blown open, it's really troublesome. Attacking from the top of the city is almost life-threatening. What's more, if you put together nearly 40,000 soldiers in the Beijing battalion, you may not be able to successfully take the city.

How can the elite that he has managed to raise with great difficulty be buried in this bird place.

Thinking about it, you have to use stupid methods.

Explode! Blow up the city walls!

Ten doesn't work twenty, twenty doesn't work thirty. It is better to fill it with explosives than to kill people.

According to Zhu Youzhen's order, Zhang Zhiji was stationed outside the city, and it seemed that he had no intention of attacking the city at all.

They did not attack, and Amin and the others in the city were happy to be idle.

There is plenty of food and grass in the city, and it will be seen who is in a hurry first.

Now that Seoul doesn't even have a gate, he is not afraid that there will be traitors in the city, so he has the ability to pry open the city wall overnight and the Ming army will come in.

Time passed day by day, and it was August 15 in a blink of an eye.

It's been more than two months since the expedition, and the soldiers are a little homesick. Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, thinking of their relatives at home or absent, the soldiers' mood couldn't help but be a little low.

Zhang Zhiji was keenly aware of this problem, and made an exception for the soldiers to drink a bottle of Erguotou at dinner.

Half a catty, soft and not on the head.

At this time, he was not afraid of drinking too much, and the enemy army would raid at night.

Where are the enemy troops?

Dog's day, the good royal city has become an iron bucket, and you can't get in or out.

The soldier is homesick, and he thinks about it too. I haven't touched a woman in more than two months.

Zhang Zhiji poured a mouthful of the second pot and thought sullenly.

I don't know where the explosives sent by His Majesty have gone.

In fact, he was in a hurry, and after getting the news, he immediately asked Song Yingxing to work overtime to make 2,000 explosive bags.

Again by train to Tianjin, two of the fastest bird boats were transported to North Korea. landed directly in Wenshan and delivered it to Zhang Zhiji non-stop.

It was the end of August.

Zhang Zhiji is going crazy, and the soldiers are also going crazy.

Zhu Youzhen specially made an intimate design for this batch of explosives bags.

Double-sided tape.

It is convenient for it to attach to the surface of the object, which makes it more powerful.

Zhang Zhiji gave an order, and the demolition team set off again.

And the time was chosen at night.