History Park: Starting with the Imjin War

outside the city.

Mo Qin and his group began to follow Jin Yunzhi.

Kim Yoon-jik walked slowly.

He kept looking at his feet.

Every ten or so steps, the direction would shift slightly.

He wasn't looking for a way out; he was eliminating danger.

Before the siege, there were iron caltrops, pitfalls, and broken pottery shards laid by the Japanese soldiers on the ground outside the city. These things were covered by snow and might not be seen if you were not careful.

Moreover, shifting direction every ten or so steps is also a way to adjust the approach route.

Utilize the terrain's blind spots to avoid the frontal area most easily covered by the city wall's line of sight.

While the straight line is the shortest, it is also the easiest to expose. Kim Yoon-jik is using a detour to gain safety.

Mochin followed behind, also trying to look at the feet.

The first abandoned ditch was very shallow.

The snow covered it, making it look no different from the flat ground.

Kim Yoon-jik placed his toes just above the edge and led the team around it.

These North Korean soldiers were locals, so they naturally knew them very well.

The Ming soldiers in the rear also followed.

A soldier carrying a ladder was not paying attention and his foot sank into the ground, almost falling.

Liu Gao reached out and grabbed him, pulling him back.

The soldier took a breath.

Thank you.

Liu Gao said:

"Look at the feet."

He was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking.

He had just learned that phrase from the Southern soldiers.

Now I can use it to teach others.

Mochin remembered the old soldier's words and kept his head down most of the time, but his eyes were always scanning the wall out of the corner of his eye.

On the left side of the city wall, there is a crenellation where the shadows of people are lower than elsewhere.

They're not ordinary Japanese soldiers; they could also be players.

The ordinary Japanese soldiers stared down below, but the people hiding there never showed themselves, as if they were just waiting for the troops to approach.

Mochin lightly scraped the snow with the butt of his gun.

A shallow mark, leaning to the left.

Yan Qi saw this from behind and took a half step to the left.

There was no dialogue.

But Lin Jun understood.

Following the direction drawn, she glanced at it and quickly understood.

The hidden spot on the city wall is definitely where the Korean guide and the ladder carrier are waiting.

Lin Jun glanced at the city wall and whispered:

"They won't fight for now."

Mo Qin said:

"Does that businessman even know we've sneaked over here?"

"I roughly know. However, he considers too many things, and it's impossible for him to guess all the details."

Lin Jundao said, "But they were very cautious and did not let their guard down. You see, they did not fire their firearms indiscriminately."

She looked towards the middle section of the city wall.

"These people are waiting for us to get closer."

Mochin gripped the gun tightly.

"Get close, and I'll kill them."

Lin Jun then said:

"Also, the firearms on the city walls are not stationary; they are moving around."

Which way?

"To the west."

Lin Jun's voice was very low.

"They could guess that the Ming army would approach wearing Korean armor, but they didn't know which other routes, besides ours, would be the main force attacking the wall."

"The Japanese pirates were just waiting for us to expose the ladder."

Mo Qin nodded and whispered.

"Yan Qi".

Yan Qi has already seen it.

He walked to the side, wearing a Korean coat and carrying a bow on his back.

There were indeed archers hiding behind the crenellations that Mo Qin had just marked.

Yan Qi stopped and drew the first arrow.

The bow is drawn.

The arrow is fired.

On the side of the city wall, a Japanese archer with half his head sticking out fell backward.

The second arrow arrived almost immediately.

The arrow was shot at the person holding the torch nearby.

The torch slipped from his hand and fell inside the wall.

The third arrow was fired from a different angle.

Shoot it into the darker corners.

No one had ever seen that place before.

But after the arrow went in, a scream rang out, and the archer hiding behind the wooden plank fell out.

Three arrows in quick succession killed three Japanese devils.

The group of people lying in ambush on the city wall began to panic.

With disbelief in his eyes, Jin Yunzhi looked at Yan Qi.

The silent archer had already nocked an arrow.

The North Korean veteran muttered, "명궁이구나." (What a master archer.)

On the city wall, an enemy player was hiding behind a gap, holding a small flag.

He intended to wave the flag to remind the others that there were Ming troops below, and that they were the main force.

But seeing Yan Qi's behavior, he stood up and then shrank back down.

Mochin saw it too.

"He needs to deliver a message."

Lin Jundao:

"We can't let him report it."

Kim Yoon-jik also saw that person.

"That's the best spot to climb the wall, but there's a second ditch below."

Mochin looked ahead.

The second abandoned ditch is just thirty paces away.

It was deep, narrow, and covered in snow.

If they walk normally, the group will be forced to slow down.

The firearms on the city wall were waiting for them to slow down.

The opposing players also wanted to send a signal when everyone arrived there.

Mo Qin said:

"Liu Gao, guard the ladder."

Liu Gao was already following beside the team.

"clear!"

Mochin lowered his body, preparing to sprint.

Lin Jun's expression changed.

"What are you going to do?"

"Wait a minute, I'll clear the way."

"Not waiting for orders?"

"The order is at the end."

Mo Qin looked at the abandoned ditch ahead.

"But the road lies ahead!"

Although we were ready to charge.

But he didn't choose to rush in at the beginning, because it would expose him too early.

The eerie silence was broken only when the first musket shot rang out.

boom!

A young North Korean soldier, shot in the shoulder, fell to the ground.

Kim Yoon-jik instinctively turned around.

The veteran grabbed him and held him down.

"Walk!"

A second shot rang out.

The Japanese soldiers on the lower levels of the city wall finally opened fire.

The other side did not see through the disguise.

But we're so close, there's no need to worry about them finding out.

The shield bearers begin to push forward.

The Ming army began to return fire with their muskets.

The cannons on Mudan Peak lowered their guns again.

A wooden frame on the city wall was destroyed by the bomb.

The falling wood scattered several Japanese soldiers.

At that very moment, Mo Qin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he suddenly looked up.

He saw the enemy player peek out again, the small flag in his hand already raised.

Mochin moved.

The white wax spear was pulled out from under the outer garment, its tip lowered.

He charged alone toward the second abandoned ditch.

Kim Yoon-jik's expression changed.

"It's deep there!"

Mochin did not stop.

He pushed the gun barrel forward, and the tip of the gun pierced the frozen soil on the other side.

Using the gun barrel as a springboard, he landed on the other side.

Upon landing, I slipped on the loose gravel.

He knelt on one knee, and the gravel beneath his knee rolled away.

Mochin then looked up.

The player holding the small flag on the city wall was looking down.

The two men stared at each other for a moment, separated by the city wall, the snow, and the sounds of battle.

The other party was stunned.

The next moment, Mochin stood up, turned around, and held the gun barrel across the ditch.

"Pass!"

The movements were quick.

By the time Kim Yoon-jik realized what was happening, Mo Chin was already on the other side.

A message immediately popped up on the public chat:

[Anonymous: That player skipped over!]

[Anonymous: This guy is amazing!]

[Anonymous: That gun looks so familiar!]

[Anonymous: I recognize this person, it's the Nine-Headed Bird! The Nine-Headed Bird is here!]

Liu Gao was the first to react.

He raised his shield to protect the soldiers carrying the ladders.

The soldiers carrying ladders quickly crossed the ditch, stepping on the gun barrels.

The North Korean veteran helped the young soldier who had been shot up and dragged him backward.

The players on the city wall waved their flags once more.

Yan Qi's arrow has arrived.

They didn't shoot anyone in the head, they shot the flagpole.

The flagpole broke, and the small flag flew down from the city wall.

The player turned and ran.

A short while later, a makeshift walkway was erected behind it.

Mo Qin hurried closer to the wall.

He couldn't reach the top of the city wall.

But his gun could reach the Japanese soldiers scouting below the city.

With a single thrust, the Japanese soldier was pinned to the wall.

Mo Qin seized the opportunity and pulled the gun back into his hand, the tip of which was stained with blood.

He looked up at the city wall.

"ladder!"

Liu Gao, protecting the echelon, had already rushed up.

The arrow fell.

He raised his shield to block the side of the soldiers carrying the ladders.

boom!

The musket struck the edge of the shield.

Another new wound has appeared.

Liu Gao gritted his teeth and did not back down.

An arrow grazed the side of his face.

He didn't even blink.

"superior!"

The ladder-carrying soldiers pushed the siege ladders forward.

The first ladder did not stand firmly.

Stones began to fall from the city wall.

One of the soldiers carrying the ladder was hit on the shoulder and fell to his knees.

Liu Gao used his shield to brace against the side of the ladder.

"Don't spill it!"

Mochin used the white wax spear to hold the other side.

"Push it again!"

Kim Yoon-jik also rushed up and pushed the ladder with the North Korean soldiers.

The North Korean veteran pushed the car while shouting something in North Korean.

He couldn't understand the words, but Mo Qin understood the spirit and energy behind them.

On the city wall, the Japanese soldiers began to dump stones.

The muskets fired again.

The Ming soldiers' shield bearers pressed forward.

The arsenalmen returned fire from behind.

The archers shot at the city wall.

The sound of cannon fire continued to drown out the wooden frames and the firing positions.

At this moment, the armor of North Korea was torn off by the wind.

Ming Dynasty armor plates were visible inside.

Mo Qin ripped off his coat and threw it on the ground.

Kim Yoon-jik also drew his sword.

"Up the ladder!"

The first siege ladder was finally erected on the walls of Pyongyang.

The wood made a loud noise when it hit the city bricks.

Boom! ! !

Li Rusong, who was in the distance, saw the ladder being erected and raised his hand.

The second flag moved.

The following infantry began to advance.

Inside the city, Konishi Yukinaga heard the order.

"The Ming army's ladders have already been used to build the city walls!"

He closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"beat."

"Shoot down the first wave."

"The second wave should get closer and then attack."

Kito Ginji, who had already arrived in the north of the city, naturally saw it as well.

Someone said urgently:

"The nine-headed bird is right there!"

The ghost turned its head.

"Sure?"

"Sure!"

"He was wearing Korean armor and blending in with that group!"

Ghost Head took a few steps closer and squinted at that spot.

At this time, there were many people below the city.

Ming soldiers, Korean soldiers, shield bearers, ladder carriers, and firearms operators were all crammed together.

But he quickly recognized Mochin.

Too easy to recognize.

Once that spear is raised, it's hard to miss.

Ghost Head's eyes darkened.

"He is coming to the city."

Someone nearby asked:

"What do we do now?"

Ghost Head did not answer immediately.

He glanced at Yinzhen, who had come with him.

The Fourteenth Prince stood in the shadows, his expression calm.

The Qingliu Society's line-filling baby has already reached the north wall direction.

But the role of cannon fodder is only to help by taking a few more hits.

Seeing that his ally remained unmoved and showed no intention of making a move, Gui Tou cursed inwardly.

Then he picked up the knife.

"I'll go."

The people around him were taken aback.

Kito Ginji's face flushed red as he looked down at Mochin below the city.

"If this Asura comes up, then we're no longer just defending the city."

"He chose the burial plots for us!"

Beneath the walls of Pyongyang.

People were already hanging on the first ladder.

One of the Ming soldiers had just climbed three squares when he was shot through the shoulder by an arrow and fell to the ground with a thud.

The second one will be added immediately.

He was hit on the forehead by a rock and fell down.

The ladder leg wobbled slightly.

Liu Gao braced himself against the shield with his shoulder and glanced at the cracks and dents on it.

He then raised the shield above his head.

"Hold on!"

Mochin looked up.

The firearms on the opposite side of the city wall, to the upper left, are still being moved.

If it is moved to the top of the ladder, the first ladder will be broken.

Lin Jun suddenly said:

"Stop them."

Mo Qin looked in that direction.

"I'm going up now."

Lin Jundao:

"Be careful, the ghost head might be nearby."

"That's good. We can finish him off in one go!"

After saying that, he stepped onto the first step of the ladder.

The wind on the city wall subsided.

The sounds of arrows, cannons, and battle cries echoed in my ears.

"Liu Gao, hold the ladder steady."

"Yan Qi, look at the upper left."

"Lin Jun, continue examining the firearms."

"Kim Yoon-jik, follow behind."

Several people responded at the same time.

Mochin continued upwards.

The third section.

The arrow grazed past his ear.

The fourth section.

A stone hit the side of the ladder, and wood chips flew into his neck.

The fifth section.

The musket struck the side of the ladder, causing the entire ladder to shake violently.

Liu Gao roared from below:

"Stay calm!"

He braced the ladder legs with his shoulder and shield.

The ladder did not fall over.

The sixth section.

The Japanese soldiers on the city wall prepared to push out the burning materials.

It's not boiling oil.

It was something mixed with kindling and oilcloth.

If it collapses, the people on the ladder will be burned, and the people at the bottom will be thrown into chaos.

Fortunately, Yan Qi's arrow arrived first.

The arrow struck the back of the Japanese soldier's hand.

The second arrow hit the burning material.

The third arrow was aimed at the archer on the city wall.

The archer was about to aim at Mochin when he was shot and fell backward.

But there were too many people on the city wall.

Another Japanese soldier had already raised a stone.

Mochin raised his gun to parry.

The stone hit the gun barrel, making his arm go numb.

He slipped and his body stuck to the ladder.

Someone below shouted:

"Mochin!"

It is Han Shouyi.

"What the hell are you yelling for!"

Mo Qin gritted his teeth and continued upwards.

The seventh square.

They were less than three feet from the city wall.

The dark muzzle of the musket came hurtling down right in front of them.

A Japanese soldier almost pressed the muzzle of his gun to his forehead.

At this point, Mochin was caught between a rock and a hard place.

The ladder is swaying.

The people below are still going up.

The firearms overhead are about to go off.

As luck would have it, at that very moment, two lines of text popped up on the public chat.

[Ginji Kito: The Nine-Headed Bird.]

[Ginji Onitou: I'm on the city wall.]

Mochin looked up.

A person was standing diagonally in front of me.

It was Gintoki, whose sword was already drawn.

He didn't rush to make a move.

He simply stood on the city wall, watching Mo Qin with interest, stuck halfway up the ladder.

The next instant, the Japanese soldiers' muskets were lit.

The firelight shone before Mochin's eyes.

Almost simultaneously, another cannon shot rang out from Peony Peak.

The cannonball struck the wooden frame on the city wall.

Wood chips, snow dust, and stone fragments exploded together, briefly obscuring the ghost's vision.

It also obscured the aim of the musket.

The ladder is still swaying.

Liu Gao roared from below:

"Brother Qin!"

Mo Qin gave a wry smile.

The siege ladders are beneath my feet.

Next to it is the demon's knife.

There were muskets aimed directly at his face.

Is my life about to be in danger?