Outside Pyongyang, bonfires in the Ming army's camps stretched for dozens of miles.
Among the flickering bonfires, the cheers of the Ming army could be clearly heard even as far away as Pyongyang City.
Of course, what reached Pyongyang were the unwilling and dying screams.
The battlefield is very close to Pyongyang City, separated by a shallow river bay. However, the defenders of Pyongyang City were under the supervision of Fu Youde from beginning to end and did not dare to go out to fight. They could only stand at the top of the city and watch the hope.
The highly anticipated reinforcements were annihilated alive by the Ming army.
During the day they witnessed destruction, and at night they had to listen to the screams and watch the human tragedy.
Wang Jing's main force in Goryeo's rush to Pyongyang was also the most elite force in Goryeo. More than 70,000 people were completely wiped out by the Ming army. Only more than 12,000 prisoners were left, trembling under the custody of the Ming army.
Prisoners, only those who are in good health can become prisoners who are qualified to live.
On the battlefield during the day, several teams of Ming troops were cleaning up the battlefield with selected Korean prisoners. The Ming troops who died in the battle were placed in a safe place, and someone specially wiped the blood stains on their faces and carefully arranged them.
The relics around you, even if you carry a copper coin with you, will be specially marked and sealed by the military judge.
As for those Koreans, the Ming army officers and soldiers didn't bother to take a look. Only when they found some valuable things from them, they would smile reluctantly. As for the wailing and wounded soldiers who were not dead yet, they directly
Just last minute strikes.
Of course, the task of replenishing the wounded troops of Goryeo had to be done by sending down troops from Goryeo.
In fact, this is not cruel. For some seriously injured people, it is a kind of relief. It's just that human beings have the desire to survive, so the cries they make when they die are so miserable.
Then, on the battlefield, a sky-like fire lit up. It was not a bonfire, but a cremation ground built by Goryeo soldiers for the Ming army's dead.
The fire colored the sky, and the dark night was filled with shocking red, scorching heat that made people flinch, and an indescribable burnt smell.
One after another, corpses were swallowed up by the flames. They were seven-foot-old men when they came, but they were just small jars when they returned home.
Zhu Yunxi and the generals in the army, including the King of Yan Zhu Di who had just joined him, stood silently in front of the fire. They watched in silence, and the firelight illuminated their sad faces.
There was a roar, the wind blew, and sparks were everywhere.
Facing the burning fire, Zhu Yunxi took off the golden helmet on his head and slowly lowered his head.
Let us mourn for the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who died in battle! In the eyes of others who were puzzled and even a little horrified, Zhu Yunxi bent down slightly and said calmly, "The sun and the moon will last forever, and the heroes of the Ming Dynasty will be immortal."
Everyone may not know what the silence means, but everyone understands Zhu Yunxi's actions. The emperor's grandson, who was rich in gold, actually acted against these brothers who died in the battle, which is simply shocking.
But this kind of unheard-of shocking thing makes people feel particularly excited.
When Li Jinglong saw the emperor's grandson, he lowered his head solemnly with his golden helmet under his arm, his face full of solemnity, and shouted loudly, "All the soldiers, His Highness the emperor's grandson, are seeing off the brothers who died in the battle!"
Suddenly, the mountains and plains were filled with cheers that seemed to shake down the stars, rising and falling like waves, "Your Highness, a thousand years old! A thousand years old! A thousand years old!"
Soldiers are not afraid of death. What they are afraid of is that no one cares about their death. At this moment, whether it is the officers and soldiers of the Beijing Camp, the officers and soldiers of the Liaodong Dusi, or even the officers and soldiers of Yan Fan. There is no longer any factional distinction, they stick together closely
Holding Pao Ze's shoulders, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Bring me the wine!
The wind blew again, and Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand.
A bowl of clear wine fell into his hands. He felt the wine bowl with both hands and bowed slightly towards the burning fire again.
Then the wine bowl tilted, and the strong wine from the Ming Dynasty was sprinkled on the land of Goryeo.
In the scorching heat of summer, I can't take your bodies home! Zhu Yunxi's voice is a little hoarse. At this moment, apart from the sound of burning flames, there is only his voice between heaven and earth, but I will take your souls back!
The majestic spirits of all the heroes will live on forever, and they will be with the Ming Dynasty! On the day when the master returns to the court, the souls of all the heroes will go to the Martyrs' Shrine to rest with the country and enjoy the incense of the Ming Dynasty! In the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the descendants of the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty will come to the Martyrs' Shrine to pay homage to you.
Waiting for the heroes of the Ming Dynasty.
Dear friends of the Ming Dynasty, there is no need to worry about what will happen after your death. You died fighting for the country, and the Ming Dynasty will not let your parents, wives, and children suffer!
As he said that, the bowl in Zhu Yunxi's hand fell directly to the ground and shattered into pieces. Sons, go on your way with peace of mind!
Go on your journey with peace of mind! Under the night sky, there are many soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, shouting with great enthusiasm.
Then, Zhu Yunxi walked to a pile of flames that had just been extinguished, squatted down, and gently swept the bones that were still glowing with sparks and heat in the fire.
His movements were very slow, as if he were afraid of disturbing a sleeping person. His movements were very solemn, as if he were performing some kind of ritual. His face was pious, and there was a crystal light in his eyes.
There are no casualties in the war, and only more than 10,000 of Goryeo's 70,000-strong army were left. In the two wars, the Ming army suffered nearly 10,000 casualties. Zhu Yunxi could not care about the Goryeo people, but he could not care less about these sons of the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing this, under the night, the shouts that had just stopped started to rise again, "Thousand years old! Thousand years old! Thousand thousand years old!"
Not far away, King Yan Zhu Di looked at this scene and listened to the cries of the soldiers around him, his face a little gloomy.
What are you doing with all this nonsense? How can you win over the morale of the army with real money and silver? You are just a fool!
Zhu Di thought silently in his heart, and then looked at Zhu Yunxi who was carefully placing the jar containing the ashes on the cart. Unknowingly, the curse in his heart turned into something unpleasant.
He seemed to be thinking of the men who died fighting with him, so he couldn't help but turn his head away and try his best to keep his eyes open.
Damn, this kid... This kid is really good at what he says and what he does! Thinking about it, he turned around and looked in front of me. Your father is better than me, and the son he gave birth to is also better than my son.
Awesome! Damn it!
I was thinking wildly in my mind when I suddenly felt someone sobbing beside me. When I looked back, my son was secretly sobbing and wiping his tears.
What are you howling for? Zhu Di said angrily.
Zhu Gaoxu held his head up stubbornly to prevent tears from falling, but his voice was filled with tears. Dad, two of my guards died in the battle. They have been with me since I could not ride a horse...
....
Hold it back! Don't cry! Zhu Di touched his son's hair and patted it again. His scolding suddenly turned into tenderness. Go, go help!
Then, two people, one large and one small, walked up to Zhu Yunxi, squatted down, and started picking up bones.
Seeing them, Zhu Yunxi did not speak, but grinned sincerely.
After a long time, the flames were all extinguished. All the heroes who died in the battle were sealed up, ordered to be counted by the military judge, and registered in the military secretary's office.
After finishing these tasks, Zhu Yunxi led the generals to the Chinese army's tent.
Your Highness, how should the corpses of Koreans be disposed of? Li Jinglong asked in a low voice. It's hot and if they are left for a few days, they will stink. By then, if they are not handled well, they will get sick!
Ask the Korean surrendered soldiers to collect them and melt them! Zhu Yunxi was thinking of other things and then replied.
Your Highness, there is no need to waste that effort! Among the generals, Jingchuan Hou Cao Zhen spoke up and said with a smile, tomorrow, I will directly throw the trebuchet into the city. Hehe...
You guy! Zhu Yunxi cursed, you didn’t hold yourself back enough to get into the water!
This group of killers are each more bad than the last, and each is more ruthless than the last. They will not even spare the body of a person after death, but also make it into a biological and chemical weapon. If he really follows his plan, the plague will be rampant in the land of Goryeo. Even if it is hundreds of years later,
Years later, people will remember this deep hatred.
Go away! Lan Yu scolded and cursed, "How dare you say such immoral things in front of His Highness? You speak without restraint, watch your skin carefully!"
Didn't they all do this before? Cao Zhen took a few steps back and muttered softly.
Your Highness is thinking about destroying the city? Seeing Zhu Yunxi's gloomy face, Zhu Di asked.
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, "I'm not worried about breaking the city, but I'm worried about the 20,000 Korean cavalry surrounding us?" He said, frowning slightly, "Where are the 20,000 people?"
Judging from the military reports received so far, Goryeo's 20,000 cavalry are about to arrive in Anzhou, but there is no other useful information.
Your Highness, don’t worry. Although there are 20,000 Goryeo cavalry, Dingyuan Marquis Wang Bi is also following with 4,000 cavalry! Lan Yu smiled and said, 4,000 versus 20,000, the Wang brothers may not be able to fight, but they can bite.
Bite off a piece of their meat!
Zhu Yunxi stopped in front of the big tent, thinking about how to wipe out all 20,000 cavalry! As he said that, he turned around and said, Duke Xin's side should be at sea, right?