Dorgon held up the monocular lens and saw Li Guangxu's performance in his eyes and expressed his appreciation for his actions.

When fighting, you have to do whatever you want. No matter what means it is, winning the city is the best way.

Sure enough, the policy he formulated to let the Goryeans fight against the Goryeans played a decisive role. The Eight Banners of the Goryeans he founded had defeated the Goryean army.

They even tried harder than themselves when they fought. If they hadn't had their existence, they wouldn't have been able to reach Seoul so soon.

Once Seoul was destroyed, it would not only be the capital of Goryeo, but also the morale of the Goryeo people would be severely damaged. The most important thing was that the most elite army in Goryeo would also be completely lost in this battle. From then on, Dorgon still wanted to see what else they could do.

Goryeo was taken down.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Dorgon couldn't help laughing. Once Goryeo was taken down, their Dajin would no longer have to suffer in the white mountains and black waters.

The three thousand miles of rivers and mountains in Goryeo will be their territory of Dajin.

At this time, in the Goryeo Palace, Goryeo King Li looked blankly at the sky outside the palace.

Seeing that he was dressed neatly, the gorgeous clothes of King Goryeo did not have the momentum of King Goryeo. He was waiting for a news that Jiannu came, and he was powerless to stop him and could only rely on the walls of Seoul to resist tenaciously.

Whether Jiannu can be defeated depends on this battle. This battle is crucial and is related to whether the Li family's dynasty can continue.

"Li Nei, the 16th generation descendant of the Li family, begs his ancestors to bless me, Da Goryeo, to survive this difficulty!" Li Nei shook his head at the sky, hoping that the ancestors in the dark could save him from danger.

But things were not something his ancestors could adapt.

The East City was broken, and the Eight Goryeo Banners had already appeared on the street. Seoul suddenly became a mess, the people ran away everywhere, and the women cried hard.

The powerful Goryeo minister Li Gui ran over with horror, and even the wide official robe on his body was already scattered. Seeing him pounced on Li Nai's feet, he hugged Li Nai's thighs and cried.

"Master! Master, we are defeated, we are defeated!"

Li Gui moved his mind when he heard this, and his eyes turned to Li Gui without any attention.

"Goryeo is over, Goryeo is over..." Li Ni murmured.

"Master, let's run away! If I don't run, I won't be able to run away!" Li Gui grabbed Li Jue and dragged him outside.

Although Seoul is over, the Li family has not finished playing. They can still go to Jeonju without Seoul. If Jeonju is gone, they can even go to Jeju. As long as they have the chance, they will still be the best.

So Li Wu couldn't have any trouble. He, the King of Goryeo, was the guarantee of Li Gui's wealth.

"Let's go? Where else can we go, where else can we go!" Li Yu closed his eyes. He knew that he had no chance anymore. Goryeo's last chance had been ruined by himself in Seoul.

Now it is not an internal struggle, who is defeated by Goryeo or Goryeo?

Now it is an invasion from other places, and Goryeo has been defeated. In the future, Goryeo will be ruled under the cruelty of Jiannu.

He is a sinner of the Li family and a sinner of Goryeo. He has no face to meet his ancestors even after he dies.

Why did Li Ju feel so? Because the last elite army of Goryeo is gone, Goryeo has little territory and no strategic depth, and the elite are lost, then Jiannu can take advantage of the situation and there is nothing to stop them along the way.

Don’t look at them now, but it won’t take long to get these places easily.

Even though Goryeo is big, where can they have their foothold?

So Li Yu didn't want to leave anymore. He wanted to stay here. Since he couldn't escape, it would be better to be buried with the palace in Seoul.

"Hahahaha! I'm dead alone, you Jiannu can't even think of getting an orphan palace!"

Li Gui found a torch from somewhere. Only then did Li Gui find that the ground was wet. Li Gui reached out and touched it, and he smelled it on his nose, and asked about the smell of tincture oil.

He sat on the ground in a short while in shock, and the king wanted to burn himself!

No! Absolutely not!

Li Guixin was ruthless and hit the back of Li Nee who was holding the torch and laughing wildly.

Li Gui, who was laughing wildly, suddenly felt a huge force hit him staggeringly, and looked at Li Gui with disbelief. He didn't understand why Li Gui wanted to hit him?

"You! You are bold!"

Before Li Yu finished speaking, he ended up falling into darkness.

Li Gui was holding a half-broken in his hand, thinking that the fist was not as good as the inkstone, so he fell down when he was sent up.

"Hurry! Put the king into the secret passage!" Li Gui hurriedly ordered the two guards to lift Li Jue and run away.

In fact, Li Gui also has another idea, which is to call him "Damn" to help him.

So Li Gui put the seal of King Goryeo into his arms. Since Li Yu was unwilling to agree to the conditions of the Ming Dynasty, he had to come by himself.

In fact, Li Gui had no conflict with the conditions of the Ming Dynasty. He had to discuss and formulate tariffs with the Ming merchants. These were nothing. Isn’t it just that renting Jeju is a bit unsightly for the king to hide his face?

According to Li Gui's opinion, if you give it to Jeju, you will give it to me. What can this be considered? A small Jeju Island will be exchanged for three thousand miles of Goryeo. Can't the king calculate this account clearly?

So I have to come, Li Gui, let me save Goryeo!

So Li Gui, with the palace guards and some powerful ministers, slipped out of the city from the tunnel.

The Battle of Seoul finally ended, and the last 100,000 elite troops of the Goryeo Army were annihilated under the Goryeo City, and a total of 40,000 heads were captured, 30,000 were captured, and more than 30,000 people were missing.

At this time, Seoul was in chaos, and all the 40,000 Eight Banners soldiers entered the city, but the Eight Banners of the Goryeo Army were dared to be outside. They were waiting for the master inside to play enough before they could enter.

The owner wanted to play the first thing, so he could only pick up the remaining ones, but these Eight Goryeo Banners were not angry at all. They just wagged their tails like a dog, sticking out their tongues, waiting for the leftovers they gave them to their master.

Some of them are good to eat, what else can they choose?

Dorgon entered the Goryeo palace with a horse whip. To be honest, the Goryeo palace is really not as good as the palace in Shengjing. It feels so petty, too far away from the Ming Dynasty, just like a bustling town meeting a small village.

He strode into the main hall, and sat in the position of King Goryeo with a big thorn. He felt the position of King Goryeo a few times, but he moved his left and right as if his skin was itchy.

"The position of King Goryeo is not as good as that of the Ming Dynasty." Dorgon shook his head with a declining expression for a while.
Chapter completed!