Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 216: Final Showdown, Goryeo Defeats

Su Dingfang also clenched his weapon, his eyes showing a hint of excitement as he responded, "General Cheng is right. Even if more reinforcements arrive, it won't matter. We are fully prepared and will surely kill them all!"

The military advisor frowned slightly, stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice: "Soldiers, do not underestimate the enemy. Although we are not afraid of their reinforcements, the situation has changed now. We must respond cautiously and act according to the previous arrangements. Do not act rashly or impulsively."

After hearing the military advisor's words, everyone calmed down a bit and responded in unison: "Yes!"

Then they organized their armies and prepared for the upcoming war.

The Goryeo reinforcements gathered under the city wall like a surging tide. For a moment, people shouted, horses neighed, and dust flew.

The soldiers quickly formed into formations, their weapons flashing coldly in the sunlight.

The Goryeo generals climbed up to the top of the city wall, with stern faces, and ordered the soldiers to take their positions and be ready for battle.

The archers on the city wall had their arrows on their strings and the catapults were loaded, waiting for the order to vent their anger and strength on the Tang army.

The Tang army also felt the murderous aura coming towards them.

The soldiers held their spears and swords tightly in their hands, their eyes firm and fearless, and their neat formations stood firm like a Great Wall of Steel.

The drummers raised their drumsticks high, their heartbeats gradually accelerating as the tense atmosphere grew, waiting to beat the attacking drums.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and a thrilling and bloody battle was about to break out.

It seemed as if only a spark could instantly ignite the raging flames of war on this vast battlefield, causing death and glory to intertwine and collide in the smoke.

In this tense and almost suffocating atmosphere, suddenly, a long and loud horn sounded from the Goryeo army, "Woo--" The horn sound pierced the sky, as if blowing the prelude to the battle.

Immediately afterwards, more trumpets sounded in response, converging into a powerful and exciting wave of sound.

Goryeo's catapults were launched first, and huge stones were thrown towards the Tang army camp with a whistling sound. The "boom" and "boom" sounds were endless, raising clouds of dust.

The archers on the city wall also released their bowstrings, and dense arrows poured towards the Tang army like locusts.

The Tang army showed no sign of weakness. The generals shouted orders loudly, and the shield bearers quickly raised their shields, forming solid shield walls to block the arrows that were raining down.

At the same time, the drummers also beat the war drums vigorously. The "dong dong dong" sound of the drums shook the earth, inspiring the soldiers to move forward bravely. The cavalry urged their horses and rushed towards the Goryeo army like arrows.

The infantrymen shouted thunderous slogans and marched in neat and firm steps, approaching the city wall step by step. The battle instantly entered a white-hot stage.

Cheng Yaojin stood in front of the battle line and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, don't be reluctant to use our bombs and grenades. Throw them all towards the Korean side. Don't be afraid of wasting them!"

"But throw them accurately, towards crowded areas, so they can have a good taste of our powerful stuff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Tang army soldiers took out bombs and grenades from their waists and backpacks, pulled the fuses, and threw them towards the Goryeo army with all their strength.

For a moment, there were continuous "whoosh whoosh" sounds breaking through the air, and the bombs and grenades drew arcs in the air and fell accurately into the area where the Goryeo army was most densely populated.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Explosions rang out one after another, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the Goryeo soldiers were blown to the ground, screaming in pain.

Some were blown far away, some rolled on the ground in pain, covering their wounds. The originally neat queue was instantly in chaos.

The archers on the city wall were frightened by the sudden explosion and their formation was thrown into chaos. The operation of the catapults came to a halt. The situation on the battlefield changed dramatically due to the fierce bomb attack.

In the Goryeo camp, a general's face turned grim as he looked at the bombs and grenades raining down. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Humph! The Tang army has used these powerful firearms again, right? Do you think you can scare us off like this?"

"Alright, alright, all soldiers, listen up! Charge! Even if it means a life-or-death battle, charge! Don't be afraid! The passion of our Korean men will not be chilled by these firearms!"

After saying that, he waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the Tang army first.

The Goryeo soldiers were encouraged by this, although they were still afraid of the terrifying firearms.

But they also shouted, mustered their courage, and rushed towards the Tang army like a tide. The deafening shouts and cries of killing seemed to suppress the sound of the Tang army's artillery fire.

"Brothers, don't stop. Keep throwing bombs and grenades!" Cheng Yaojin shouted at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his forehead.

The Tang army soldiers did not dare to stop for a moment. They kept taking bombs and grenades from the armaments behind them and threw them hard at the Korean soldiers who kept pouring in.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Explosions rang out one after another on the battlefield, and flames and thick smoke almost covered the entire sky and earth.

Korean soldiers kept falling down in the hail of bullets, but they still gritted their teeth and rushed forward like mad, their eyes full of determination and ruthlessness.

On the Tang Dynasty side, although the soldiers temporarily gained the upper hand with firearms, they were under increasing pressure in the face of Goryeo's desperate charge.

The two sides engaged in close combat, the flashes of swords and the shadows of knives were instantly intertwined, and the shouts, screams, and the sounds of weapons colliding were mixed together.

The ground was dyed red with blood, and corpses lay scattered all over the battlefield. It was already the final stage to decide the outcome.

Quan Gaisuwen brandished the blood-stained long sword in his hand and roared at the top of his lungs, "Charge! Charge! Why aren't you charging? The outcome hasn't been decided yet, how can we stop?"

But the soldiers around them looked hesitant. One of them said in a trembling voice, "General, we don't have many men left. If we keep charging like this, I'm afraid we'll all be killed here."

His eyes widened with anger as he shouted, "How can this be absurd! How can you be so cowardly and afraid of death? How can you be worthy of the people of Goryeo!"

However, seeing their companions dwindling in number, the remaining soldiers lost the courage to fight and began to retreat.

The deputy general beside him hurried forward to hold back the general who still wanted to continue charging, and anxiously advised: "General, it is better to retreat. If you don't retreat now, our entire army will be wiped out."

The general looked at the tragic battle scene before him, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet in dissatisfaction, and shouted helplessly: "Retreat!"

Afterwards, the remaining Goryeo soldiers supported their injured comrades and retreated to the rear while fighting.