Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 10: I have some tricks, but only some tricks

Three players holding bamboo bows suddenly turned around, ran through the woods and bushes, and ran to Commander Li Mu.

The branches and bushes along the way suddenly popped out their heads and looked at the scout player's back in unison.

"There's movement! The bandits from Black Wind Village are coming this way. There look to be nearly two hundred of them!"

"Okay! Everyone, get into combat mode immediately!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the players who popped their heads out retreated back to their "positions". Only fifteen people stood in the most conspicuous center, wearing leather armor and cotton clothes stripped from the dead bandits, holding swords and shields.

Li Mu drew the sword from his waist and held it in front of his chest, then turned around and retreated more than a hundred steps away.

This is the temporary team "command center"——

It is composed of dozens of sharp wooden stakes hammered into the ground, and dozens of spare spears and wooden shields are placed around it so that players who die in battle and are resurrected can use them in time.

Li Mu naturally would not wait foolishly at the command center, but retreated to a nearby big tree to hide.

Li Mu lay on a tree branch, looking at the approaching bandits with a serious expression. The bandits, whose equipment was uneven, had already exceeded 200 people.

The bandits did not jog, but moved forward at a fast pace.

There were constant shouting, roaring, and the clanging of metal weapons colliding.

The loosely arranged bandits were like an approaching leaden rain cloud, and the heavy murderous aura accumulated over the years was like a monster grabbing Li Mu's throat.

Even though this was not the first time he led his troops in actual combat, Li Mu still did not dare to trust the players' combat capabilities.

After all, gamers can be tough guys who can defeat the enemy with fewer troops, or they can be "chaotic creatures" who suddenly go crazy and surrender. No one ever knows what they are going to do.

Without going through a proper bloody battle, he wouldn't know whether the players in these one or two phases are the "neutral and orderly players" he needs, or the "chaotic evil" who hurt others and themselves.

But Li Mu changed his mind and felt that his worries were in vain.

Even if we lose the first battle, being able to kill some of the bandits' manpower can be considered as achieving our strategic goal.

The bandits were within three hundred steps.

Huang Zilong lay in the bushes, staring intently at the bandits ahead. Suddenly, a soft greeting came from behind him, "Hello, we meet again."

Huang Zilong turned around and saw Lu Xiaobu. "How many bandits do you think we can defeat in our first round of defense?"

"Just a bunch of small monsters. During the first server battle, I single-handedly killed three bandits. It was effortless, and I even wanted to laugh. Watch me use my rolling knife technique to kill them all!"

"I can't believe that the great god is right next to me?" Huang Zilong looked at Lu Xiaobu's half body in disbelief.

"Keep a low profile. What's a mere Late Ming Dynasty storm? I've already played virtual games for thousands of hours. Back then, I played Mount & Blade 3 in and out seven times, and I could single-handedly defeat a hundred forest bandits without taking any damage."

"Uncle Lu Xiaobu, please accept my greeting." Huang Zilong used two fingers to make a figurine and kowtowed three times on the ground.

"Okay, okay, since we're all brothers, I'll make an exception and take you flying for once," Lu Xiaobu said in a senior tone. "Remember to adjust the pain value to the lowest 5%, otherwise you'll scream in pain later."

"Brother, how much has your pain sensitivity been adjusted?"

"Me? Of course it's 50%!"

“Isn’t that the highest value?”

"A real man should experience the five senses of reality. Only then can he experience the ultimate experience of virtual games."

"Since big brother is so generous, then I will also risk my life to accompany you and raise my pain to the highest level together!"

The bandits approached within a hundred steps, and one hideous evil smile after another came into view. The bandits roared and screamed rudely, with saliva flying between their lips and teeth, like hairy and bloodthirsty beasts.

The vicious bandits were close at hand, and arrows and gravel were flying through the air. One of the arrows even hit the tree trunk next to Huang Zilong. If it had deviated a few points, it would have hit Huang Zilong's shoulder.

At this moment, Huang Zilong clearly saw the conspicuous "red name" light up above the bandit's head, and a huge passion for achievement suddenly surged in his heart.

These are monsters with rich rewards!

The bandits rushed to within thirty steps, and Huang Zilong, who was closer, could even see the pockmarks on one of the bandits' faces.

"Kill!" At this time, a player yelled at the top of his lungs.

The players squatting on the trees on both sides immediately threw out the burning pottery jars. More than ten pottery jars with burning mouths fell to the ground one after another. In an instant, dazzling flames like red lotuses ignited, and pottery fragments and flammable materials were thrown into the air and shattered.

Even if a spark falls on cotton clothes or animal skins, it will spread quickly.

The forest in front of the formation suddenly erupted in strange shouts and roars, like a group of crazy baboons. In an instant, more than ten strong men holding sharp weapons jumped down and pounced on the bandits' heads from the sky.

Another player who was hiding in the bushes rushed out quickly, bypassed the burning thieves, and attacked the back row.

Hearing the sizzling sound of flames burning cloth and flesh, and the screams of those beside him being engulfed by the flames, one of the minions shouted, "There's someone in the tree!"

The sudden appearance of the ambush scared the bandits' vanguard so much that they stopped in their tracks. Tiger Lord, who was in the back row, could not help but curse the demon for having no martial ethics and actually hiding in a tree to launch a sneak attack!
The players at the front charged head-on into the bandits' line. The poorly equipped two sides were like villagers in a grassroots fight, with swords, guns, sticks and clubs colliding with each other, making dull thuds.

"Zilong!" Lu Xiaobu drew out his iron knife and gripped his shield tightly.

"Brother!" Huang Zilong picked up a short spear.

"Follow me to kill the bandits!"

"kill!"

The two brothers roared, ran out of the bushes one after the other, and crossed the open space created by the "exploding pottery jar" in front of them.

Just when Huang Zilong thought he was about to be carried by the master and gain points by getting assists, a sharp sound came from the front, like the sound of a weapon entering flesh. Lu Xiaobu, who was running in front, suddenly stopped, causing Huang Zilong to bump into him.

"Big brother?"

Huang Zilong was holding a short spear and was alert to his surroundings, but he didn't expect that Lu Xiaobu in front of him suddenly went limp and fell backwards. There was a sharp arrow stuck in his neck and blood was oozing from the wound.

But why is this blood gushing out like a fountain pink?
Huang Zilong thought to himself, am I color blind?
"Brother, weren't you going to take me with you? Why are you lying on the ground? Why don't you raise your shield to block the arrows?" Huang Zilong stretched out his hand and lifted Lu Xiaobu's head, his intense tone mixed with the joy of laughter.

"I lied to you about two things." Lu Xiaobu was barely breathing.

"Answer me, why don't you raise your shield!" Huang Zilong shook his brother's shoulders desperately, and more pink blood gushed out.

"First of all, I actually adjusted my pain sensitivity to 5%..."

"Damn it!" Huang Zilong thought to himself that it was bad. Although he was careful and didn't adjust it to 50%, it was still around 30%!
He quickly raised his hand to call out the game interface and found the five senses value interface.

"The second thing is, I don't actually..."

Before Lu Xiaobu could finish speaking, Huang Zilong discovered that a bandit had "taken a fancy" to him.

Huang Zilong quickly shook off Lu Xiaobu, lowered his body and took a fighting stance.

"Come on... Let's fight together with me." Lu Xiaobu, who was lying on the ground, raised his trembling hands and used the last bit of his strength to persuade, "Don't stop!"

After all, Huang Zilong is a tough guy who has learned some fighting skills and has also played virtual games like Mount & Blade 3, a first-person perspective simulation game.

He is a veteran!

"Come here, damn it!" Huang Zilong's eyes were wide open, his neck leaned forward, and his fierce aura and ferocious face made him look like a vicious dog in a dark alley.

The minion on the opposite side was obviously angered by the "taunt effect" and stabbed quickly with an iron knife.

Huang Zilong quickly raised his shield, and with a clang, the iron knife hit the shield, sending wood chips flying.

After blocking the attack, Huang Zilong's confidence increased greatly. He thought to himself that he could fight in a serious manner, and the parrying and blocking skills in the Soul series were not in vain.

Seeing that his attack failed, the minion immediately swung his sword to make up for it. Huang Zilong continued to raise his shield to block, clang, clang.

A series of offensives were blocked, and the henchman was anxious and angry. He immediately distanced himself from the two men and commented roughly, "Not bad, quite capable."

"Hahaha, pass..." Before Huang Zilong could finish his modest words, the minion stepped forward and attacked, still swinging his sword from top to bottom.

The bandits' attack was not fast, and Huang Zilong felt that he could still block it, and even stab the enemy with a short spear to seriously injure the enemy.

However, just as the bandit's iron knife, suspended in mid-air, was about to strike down, it suddenly turned 180 degrees around its shield and fiercely stabbed Huang Zilong's defenseless belly with the tip of the knife.

Huang Zilong suddenly felt his whole body tremble, and the shield in his left hand fell. A red warning of "severe injury" flashed at the edge of his vision, and his health value quickly disappeared like a candle in the wind.

The damn bandits actually faked a move and launched a sneak attack!

"You do have some skills, but that's all you have."

The bandit grinned smugly, holding the short spear that Huang Zilong was stabbing at him with one hand, and twisting the iron knife that pierced his flesh with the other hand, trying to bring more pain to Huang Zilong.

However, Huang Zilong did not panic as he expected, nor did he beg for mercy, nor did he collapse backwards. Instead, he let go of the short spear that was restrained, and used his two empty hands to hug the bandit.

The bandit suddenly realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He just kept pulling out a piece of the iron knife and stabbing it in again to disrupt the enemy's internal organs.

What surprised him was that the damn ambush soldier couldn't be killed even after being stabbed several times.

"Didn't you eat? Push harder!" Huang Zilong sprayed blood all over the bandit's face while calling out to a player with Lindenwan on his head in the distance, "Brother! Kill this bastard!"

Lindenwan understood what he meant and came quickly with a spear in his hand.

The bandit then realized what Huang Zilong was going to do. The other party was actually going to block his actions with his body and then die together!

"Damn it! Let go! Let me go the fucking way!"

The bandit got anxious and stabbed Huang Zilong's arms and back with the stolen spear in his left hand, while he clenched the iron knife in his right hand and stabbed it in the latter's stomach several times.

Even if he used all his strength, he couldn't break free from Huang Zilong's restraints.

A biting cold fear surged into the bandit's heart. His whole body was cold and his scalp was numb. The seriously injured and dying enemy in front of him seemed not to be a weak and powerless chicken, but a madman who was ready to die!
Huang Zilong vomited a pool of blood, and his upper body was almost soaked in blood. "Hurry! I can't lock it anymore..."

Before Huang Zilong could finish his words, a spear pierced through his back and then his chest, piercing the bandit's chest and piercing both of them through.

The spear was pulled out, and the strange power that locked the bandit dissipated instantly, but he also lost the physical strength to continue fighting.

The pain, though belated, surged through his chest and abdomen. The bandit knelt powerlessly on the ground, the curve formed by his spine giving him the support to prevent him from falling.

why?
The bandit muttered to himself on his deathbed.

Why is it that this person, with such poor fighting skills and little strength, dares to rush over and fight with him at the risk of death, and even wants to lock him up tightly and die together with him before dying?

This person is not afraid of pain or death?

Why are this person's teammates also so decisive and ruthless, killing enemies and friendly forces with one blow without any hesitation? Don't they care about brotherhood at all and don't they feel heartbroken?
When did the peasants of Yangjia Village develop such an iron-blooded fighting spirit?

I really can't guess it.

The bandit vomited a pool of blood and died with his head lowered.

(End of this chapter)