If there is anyone whose face is darker than Park In-yong's, it must be Kim Heechul.
Kim Heechul didn't want to go to the camp of the Hou Jin people. Even if he had nothing to do on weekdays, he didn't want to go to that ghost place. North Koreans, regardless of officials or civilians, in the eyes of those Hou Jin people, their lives were as worthless as grass.
And now he has at least several lives of Hou Jin people in his hands. If the Hou Jin people knew about this, he would not be able to ascend to heaven on the spot.
But if he didn't go, he would probably end up going to heaven on the spot. That General Li probably wouldn't kill him, but if that old guy Pu Renyong wanted to kill him, General Li would never stop him.
Walking out of the gate of Pyongyang City, he couldn't help but look back at the city gate frequently, as if he would look at the city gate for the last time in his life if he didn't take a glance at it. It wasn't until the city gate finally became blurred that he wiped away his tears.
Walking towards the Houjin camp in the distance.
This world is really not worth it!
"The old rule is that each household takes care of its own place. Without my order, you are not allowed to take care of other places!"
Li Zicheng issued an order from the top of the city: "If the Tatars want to attack the city, they must dismount. The dismounted Tatars are a bunch of trash. The city of Pyongyang is so high, and if they really dare to attack with so many people, they will kill every one who comes up with a spear."
They're gone!"
The bosses around him all laughed.
Attacking a city is a hard job, but defending a city is different. Regardless of whether they are attacking or defending a city in a remote area, their troops have done it all and won.
"The Tatars have bows and arrows, so be careful!" Li Zicheng said loudly: "Don't think that our musketry team can use it casually. Gunpowder and projectiles are very expensive, so they must be reserved for critical moments. Everyone must have this in mind.
Points!"
"Sir General, if we follow the old rules, it's still five taels of silver per head. I heard that the prices are the same in Tieshan!"
Everyone burst out laughing, while Pu Renyong next to Li Zicheng had no expression on his face.
"It's just a lot more!" Li Zicheng said with a smile: "How can that poor place in Tieshan compare with our Pyongyang? The big families are all in Pyongyang. After the war, we counted the number of people and counted the military merits. Just like last time, those who arbitrarily competed for the heads of friendly troops,
Behead! Those who disobey orders will be beheaded! Those who fear the enemy and fight will be beheaded!"
"yes!"
Everyone suppressed their smiles, all looked solemn, and each rushed to their own defense area.
"There can be no chaos in the city!" Li Zicheng looked back at Pu Renyong: "Leave the affairs outside to me, and leave the affairs in the city to you. If there is chaos in the city and it affects our military morale, I will be the first to kill you!"
He still had a smile on his face: "Do you understand?"
"I understand!" Pu Renyong's heart skipped a beat: "I will dispatch manpower to cooperate with the general!"
An hour passed, and there was still no sign of Kim Heechul coming back outside the city. Li Zicheng felt that this guy might not be able to come back.
He actually wanted to know some things about the Tatars. For example, were all these Tatars really real Tatars? Who was the general leading the team? The Tatar leader escaped last time.
, which made him very regretful. The head of that Tatar leader cost more than five taels of silver.
What a pity!
He whispered, not knowing whether to kill the Tatar head who escaped last time or the obedient Korean who left the city and could not come back.
"People seem to be back!"
Li Zicheng perked up, and sure enough, a stumbling figure in the distance ran towards the city. When the hanging basket was thrown down from the city, Jin Heechul couldn't wait to climb onto the hanging basket.
A moment later, Kim Heechul appeared in front of him.
"The Tatars are not here to attack Pyongyang!"
Covered in dust from countless falls, Kim Heechul gasped for air and said, "They are here to see you, General!"
"What do you mean?" Li Zicheng frowned: "Aren't they going to attack the city? Who is the leader of the Tatars? Is he a powerful official?"
"I don't know, it seems to be a council leader!" Jin Heechul said, then shook his head: "There is another person whose status is not lower than this council leader, yes, at least two council leaders!"
Li Zicheng thought for a while, swallowed, and couldn't help but smile.
This is a big fish!
Last time, it seemed that he was a deputy leader. He learned about the official positions of the Tatars. The one who is bigger than the deputy leader should be the deputy leader. There are two deputy commanders here, which means that at least the leaders are all unified. This is replaced by the Ming Dynasty.
The official position is basically that of a general and two guerrilla generals.
Of course, the Tatars' strong fighting power is not simply calculated in terms of heads here. However, it is really because of the strong fighting power of the Tatars. If all of them were unified, their status would probably be no lower than that of a general soldier of the Ming Dynasty.
"I said Lord Pu Renyong is in charge of the city, and there is absolutely no Ming army hiding in the city! If you don't believe me, they are welcome to come and check!"
Jin Heechul said in a show of merit: "General, if we fight them after they enter the city, wouldn't it be much easier? I saw that they are all cavalry. In the city, it is difficult for the cavalry to run away.
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"Ha, you taught me how to fight!" Li Zicheng laughed.
The smile slowly solidified on Li Zicheng's face. Yes, what was he afraid of? Why did he put on a brave face? There was a group of cavalry on the opposite side. Wouldn't it be better to let them enter the city and close the door to beat the dogs?
"Open a city gate!"
Li Zicheng ordered: "Everyone on the top of the city should go to Wengcheng and wait for orders..."
"General..." Jin Heechul was stunned. He didn't expect that the general in front of him would really dare to do this.
"It depends on whether they will be fooled or not!" Li Zicheng chuckled: "They won't all come in, they will definitely have to send someone over to test and check. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. How much you can cheat will count!"
The Tatars may take revenge afterwards, or they may massacre the surrounding Korean people to vent their anger, but so what, he may do this even in the Ming Dynasty, not to mention that this is not the Ming Dynasty.
Jin Heechul looked at Li Zicheng, and after being stunned for a moment, he also smiled. Apparently, he had also thought of this.
Zhuo Butai, who had been observing the city from a distance, quickly returned to the camp with a few scouts: "Sir, the garrison on the opposite city has withdrawn, and the city gate has been opened..."
Oboi curled his lips disdainfully: "The Koreans only have this much courage, you bastards!"
Wei Qi glanced at his son in surprise: "Didn't you say that there were Ming troops in the city? Could it be that the Ming troops had already escaped?"
"Master Shenling!" Zhuo Butai called his father with a solemn face: "I am willing to take people into the city to check the strength of the Ming army. I don't want to be ridiculed as a coward anymore!"
"I, a man from Guarjia, should have such courage!" Obai laughed: "I'll give you thirty people, is that enough?"
"Third brother...?" Wei Qi looked at Obai with dissatisfaction. No matter how useless Zhuo Butai was, he was still his son. If there was a Ming army, Zhuo Butai would be dead if he entered the city.
"If he comes back safely, I will give him a piece of cake!" Obai said nonchalantly: "Don't be afraid of being defeated, but be afraid of being defeated and unable to recover. I brought him out this time to make him guilty and meritorious, not