It's over.
After a round of gunfire, Yoo Chenlong saw that not many Jianzhou soldiers had fallen off their horses. He knew the situation was not good. He quickly ordered the gunners to retreat and reload. The sword and shield soldiers and the spear soldiers went forward to form a defensive formation.
Many of the gunners stumbled as they retreated and collided with the sword and shield soldiers in front. The defensive line was in chaos. At this time, the Jianzhou cavalry had arrived.
One of the cavalrymen at the front brandished his long sword and slashed down. Under the horrified gaze of a Korean gunner, half of his body was split in half.
The bloody massacre began.
The Jianzhou cavalry arrived one after another, and the North Koreans' incomplete military and government collapsed without any buffer. They fell into a quagmire of fighting their own battles.
Yoo Chenlong closed his eyes in pain.
He knew the army was finished, and he would die without a burial place.
However, he did not regret it. He felt that his death was worth it. At least, he had bought some time for the fleeing people. The more they escaped, the more time the Qin Army would have.
The bloody slaughter continued as the North Korean soldiers killed in a frenzy, swinging their weapons at the fleeing North Korean soldiers. The North Korean soldiers did not know how to resist, and they could only wave their weapons in futile resistance. Soon, they were torn apart.
The charge of 3,000 cavalrymen tore apart the Qin Army's formation, leaving only defeat and death for the infantry. No matter how they struggled, no matter how Yoo Chenlong ordered his deputy to lead the remaining cavalrymen to help, it was useless.
More than a hundred North Korean cavalrymen were quickly torn apart by the even more ferocious Jianzhou cavalrymen. It felt like a pack of wolves tearing apart a flock of sheep. Every move was bloody, and the cavalrymen were easily killed. Liu Chenlong's last trump card was gone.
All he had now was a few soldiers beside him and the steel sword in his hand.
He was just a weak scholar who was weaker than an ordinary soldier. He was as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of the ferocious Jianzhou cavalry.
But he could not retreat or escape. Even though his soldiers were anxiously asking him to escape, he knew he could not escape. He had to stay.
They had agreed to live and die together. If he did not die, he would not be able to thank these soldiers for dying in vain.
Let's die together. I'll pay for your lives.
Therefore, Liu Chenlong did not retreat. Instead, he urged his horse forward, ignoring his bodyguards' attempts to stop him.
Isn't he afraid?
Of course he was afraid. He was so afraid that his face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. His body was trembling and his teeth were chattering.
However, he still had to move forward, or else he would become a treacherous villain.
Liu Chenlong, who was well-versed in poetry, would never allow himself to become a treacherous villain. That would be worse than death.
Thus, he stood on the battlefield, ignoring the Jianzhou soldiers who were charging at him like ferocious beasts. It was as if they didn't exist. Even when they rushed to his front and fought with his bodyguards, his expression didn't change. Instead, he raised the sword in his hand, as if he wanted to rush up and fight with the Jianzhou soldiers.
Not far away, Nurhachi witnessed all this and suddenly felt some admiration for the general of this North Korean army.
He looked like a good-for-nothing with no ability, but he had a brave heart. The Ming Army had already collapsed. At this time, he should have quickly escaped. Perhaps he could still survive. However, this old man did not escape and instead came forward to fight.
If all the North Korean generals dared to fight like him, he would have been tortured to death by those guys. How could he have come here?
It was precisely because he fought them all the way and escaped that he only resisted a few times. That was why he could be so successful!
However, it was too late to say anything now. This old man was probably going to die here very soon.
However, it was a pity that this old fellow seemed to be planning on throwing his life away. Kai City's gates were still tightly shut, and he had no intention of attacking. After this battle, the guards of Kai City should have been scared out of their wits. They would only defend to the death, and would never come out again.
It didn't matter. It didn't matter.
Nurhachi planned to enjoy this last scene.
In front of Liu Chenlong, he only saw the scene of blood flowing like a river. He saw his bodyguards desperately fighting with the Jianzhou soldiers. He saw his bodyguards being pierced by the spears of the Jianzhou soldiers. He also saw the Jianzhou soldiers being dragged off their horses and stabbed to death by his bodyguards.
His bodyguards tried their best to protect him, but the difference in strength was too great. They were really no match for these Jianzhou soldiers.
The last bodyguard was also killed. He was surrounded by three Jurchen cavalrymen and stabbed to death. There were no more obstacles between Liu Chenlong and them.
Perhaps, it would end here.
Liu Chenlong knew that his fate had been decided. There would be no future. However, this method of ending it seemed to be quite good. To die on the battlefield, no matter what, he could be considered a tragic hero, right?
This death was for the country.
How many commoners would be able to survive because of the time he had bought?
No matter how cruel the king and the two ministers were, they would not go to the extent of attacking the family of a dead person, right?
In the future, the evaluation of him in the history books would not be full of bad comments, right?
That would be worth it. It was really worth it.
Liu Chenlong closed his eyes and welcomed death.
However, after a while, he did not feel the tearing sensation of a foreign object stabbing into his body. Instead, he heard the sound of a blunderbuss coming from behind him. When he opened his eyes, he saw the three Jianzhou cavalrymen charging over fall off their horses and die.
Suddenly, the sound of galloping horses and shouts of killing came from behind him.
He turned around.
A group of black-armored cavalrymen appeared behind him. The black-armored cavalrymen whistled and swept past him.
Then, he saw a cavalryman carrying a large flag sweep past him.
The flag was black and embroidered with a white "Qin" character.
This is … the army of the Daqin?
They are finally here?
Really, they are really here …
Liu Chenlong felt his vision blur. Then, he fell to the ground on his butt.
The black-armored cavalrymen quickly entered the battlefield and successfully turned the situation around. The Jianzhou soldiers did not expect the black-armored cavalrymen to join in. Moreover, with the terrifying memory of being defeated by the black-armored cavalrymen, they were all shocked and flustered when they saw the black-armored cavalrymen charging at them. They could not deal with the black-armored cavalrymen at all.
The situation of the battle was turned around just like that, right in front of Nurhaci.
When Nurhaci saw the black-armored cavalrymen charging at him, he was stunned. He did not expect this at all. But they did appear.
They appeared without any warning.
The fear hidden deep in his heart was dug out. Almost subconsciously, Nurhaci felt that things were not going well. He spurred his horse to run back. He had to cross the Linjin River as soon as possible. He could not stay here any longer.
Now that the cavalrymen had appeared, it meant that the main force had arrived. If he did not leave before the main force arrived, he would die without a burial place.
He had always thought that the sentries of the Qin Army were some distance away from him, so the main force would be further away from him. He never expected that the Qin Army would march so fast.
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