Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 102 You Disturbed the War Demon
Qian Shiying looked around at the gentry and guests who were in doubt and said in a clear and loud voice:

"The Li Family Village is secretly colluding with the beggar bandits, transferring money, food, and supplies. I've been gathering evidence these days, and today I confronted their servants face to face. Feeling guilty, Li San knew he couldn't defend himself, so he attacked and injured someone, attempting to use the hostages to gain power.

Fortunately, the soldiers of Qian's family fought bravely, so I can stand here safely.

That day we paid money and food to ask that kid Li to be the "General Manager of Post-Disaster Relief" of the mall. Our original intention was to drive out the bandits and protect the country and the people. However, we didn't expect that he would use excuses to keep his troops inactive, nurture the bandits and plunder money and food. It can be seen that he is very ambitious and has great intentions.

"Now that we have solid evidence of Li Mu's collusion with the rebels, and we have a blood feud with him, we might as well fight to the bitter end, kill all the spies he has planted in the county government, and reclaim the county in one fell swoop!"

The gentry, who had no prior knowledge of the situation, were still somewhat worried. "There are still hundreds of militiamen in the city, all fed by Lijiazhai with silver. How can we capture the city?"

Qian Shiying smiled contemptuously, "Humph, the county militia has only 1,600 people, half of them are inside and outside the city.

At this time, their leader had been killed, and the Qian Mansion had been sealed off. No one escaped to inform the authorities. Unless they had wings, how would they know what had happened?
Once the servants from each household gather together, we will storm the militia stationed in the city. The militia will be leaderless and will surely scatter.

Then, we can kill a few of Li Jiazhai’s trusted men in public, distribute some money and food, and use both kindness and force, and the remaining militia will surrender.”

"Wonderful!"

"You will all stay at Qian's house tonight. When the day breaks, we will let you all go home."

Qian Shiying's well-reasoned speech moved the gentry, and even those who had not participated decided to contribute money to participate - although they could not participate in the current action, they could still participate in the county administration after the dust settled on the heroic feat of eliminating traitors.

If you can obtain the "tax contracting rights" of a certain area, you can collect 150% and pay 100%, which means you can make a huge profit of 50%. You can quickly recover the contracting costs and make a lot of money.

All the worries before the conspiracy were swept away, and Qian Shiying suddenly felt that the plan to seize the county government office had been 90% successful, and even many of the subsequent arrangements had become clear.

He felt that at this moment he was a brilliant strategist who would go down in history, and that he could wipe out the enemy with just a few words.

"As soon as the servants of each household arrive and give the signal, we will eliminate the traitors and serve our country!"

……

The second after "Li San" died in battle, he logged off and opened the chat group.

There are nearly five hundred players in the mall, including county and village cadres, militia instructors and officers, businessmen in the city, workshop investors, and garrisoned free men.

There are currently about 300 people staying in the city.

In addition to the official main group, the cadres of these malls have set up a separate "mall civil and military chat group".

Although Li San is not a manager, his good brother is the group leader.

He tagged the group leader directly in the group chat, "Murder! Those damned gentry set up a Hongmen Feast and killed the three of us brothers! Each of them stabbed me, I died a more miserable death than Caesar! Damn it! I finally trusted someone for once, and he actually deceived me so badly!"

The group leader immediately tagged everyone, "It's time to get some work done! Those who deal with internal affairs and business now have a chance to earn military merit."

"Damn it! My fellow officer and I were also plotted against by the gentry!"

"It's always me, the gamers, who are the ones cheating and deceiving others. How dare a mere NPC be so arrogant? I'll give him a taste of the whole family!"

"Okay, okay, it's time for us civilian cadres to put on our armor and fight."

"This is called a Knight of Law. He holds the code in one hand and a long sword in the other. He strikes anyone who breaks the law with the sword."

But someone said, "I just made an appointment to go shopping with my girlfriend..."

"Forget it! Why go shopping so early in the morning? You'll have time to go shopping later, but you only have one chance to fight for revenge. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again."

"Oh my god, I just got on the subway to go to work, and it looks like I have to take a day off."

"I'm coming, I'm coming, take me with you to the team!"

"Kill, kill, kill! I want rivers of blood to flow!"

Li San: "My clothes, pity you! I spent a fortune custom-making this Eastern Han Dynasty official robe, and I spent ages discussing it with the tailor, and it's been sullied! I'll avenge my sin with blood!"

"Killing is definitely necessary, but who should be killed, where should be killed, and how should it be killed?"

"Go to that old dog Qian Shiying's house! He must be the mastermind!"

"All city officials must arm themselves, and the garrison militia must assemble immediately. Half of the troops will establish martial law and block the streets, while the other half will follow the player to attack Qian Gou's residence. Remember to leave some of the gentry alive. We need to find out who is colluding with the Tiger Camp bandits to seize the city."

"Oh, you mean to charge them with 'colluding with bandits' and then round them up?"

"He used the charge of collaborating with the bandits to kill my brother, so we retaliated in kind. Furthermore, according to the confessions of the prisoners from the Tiger Camp, the bandits' northward march was likely driven by the gentry in the county."

"Although, we are indeed allies of the Beggars' Army... But it doesn't matter. As long as we kill all the enemies, it's fine."

"What about the militia outside the city? If we open the city gates now, it would be disastrous if any fish that slipped through the net escaped." "Then don't open the gates. Mobilize the militia outside the city to block the city gates. Don't let even a fly out of the county."

"Everyone, get some cloth strips to mark the NPCs. No matter what color, tie one around each arm and collar for identification. Anyone who walks the streets at night with a weapon and no markings will be killed!"

The originally dull chat group suddenly became busy with 99+ players, and a large number of players who logged off and returned to real life, like hermit knights who were summoned, put aside their current affairs and returned to the game.

After a while, Li San reappeared in the chat group. "Damn it! The resurrection point isn't in the main base. It'll take me days to walk back!"

This funny episode immediately filled the chat group with a happy atmosphere. Players put on "virtual helmets" one after another, or lay in high-end hibernation chambers, and shouted, "Late Ming Dynasty Storm" is launched!
With a loud bang, the door of the militia barracks was kicked open by many players, and the militiamen who were still sleeping were immediately awakened.

The militiamen, who had never received emergency training, looked unhappy and cursed at who was disturbing their sleep in the middle of the night.

When they saw that they were the instructors and officers who were usually very dignified, they immediately woke up and got up.

"Everyone, dress appropriately and gather at the training grounds immediately!"

"Zhang San", wearing a cloth armor, held a sword in one hand and a military stick in the other. If he saw any militiaman lagging behind, he would hit him with the stick.

Although they were very unhappy about being woken up in the middle of the night, the militiamen still subconsciously obeyed the instructor's orders. After all, being hit with the military stick so many times had become a conditioned reflex.

Officer players took their positions holding torches, each controlling the militia from a different outpost.

"Tonight we received a secret report that a group of treacherous gentry are colluding with the bandits and intending to seize the city and hand it over to them!" Zhang San clenched his fists and waved them beside his head, his voice resounding. "Once they seize the city, they will not only confiscate the land allocated to each of you, but also settle accounts with each of you for your sins, and then make you bear the debts that will be burned! Are you willing to incur the debt? Are you willing to hand over the land you have taken?"

"I don't want to." There were many voices echoing this.

"Louder! I can't hear you!" Zhang San roared. "If you don't want to fight to the death, go back home and wait for those evil gentry to come and fuck your wife and beat your children right in front of you! Tell me louder whether you are willing or not!"

"No!" Hundreds of militiamen roared to the sky, as if hundreds of firecrackers exploded at the same time.

"Very good. Now tie up some cloth strips to mark friend and foe. Remember, if you encounter anyone with an unmarked weapon on the street, kill them with your knife!"

The commander's order was issued, and all the garrison militia took the cloth strips and wrapped them around their arms and necks to prevent themselves or others from being injured due to failure to identify them in time at night.

When everyone was ready, Zhang San raised his sword and pointed forward, "Four hundred men, immediately block the streets of the entire city. The remaining four hundred men, follow me and attack Qian Shiying's residence to kill the rebels!"

"Roar!"

Four hundred militiamen, armed with spears and swords and carrying torches for illumination, quickly moved through the streets.

The hurried footsteps quickly attracted the attention of the people in the city. Some people bravely walked out of the house, crossed the yard, carefully opened the door a crack, and looked out through the gap.

Why are there soldiers on the road so late at night?
The people who realized that something was wrong quickly retreated into their houses, told their wives and children to hide their food and valuables, and then hid themselves.

The gentry representatives who went to recruit the militia were also puzzled. Why did they hear the sound of the militia running when their own people had not arrived yet?

Could it be that other gentry had already put in a lot of effort to bribe several leaders of the militia?

The representative was suddenly delighted and felt that Mr. Qian was so smart.

First, he sent a letter to the bandits to lure them into attacking Li, and then he kept hosting banquets to entertain the leaders of the militia and win their hearts. Today, he invited people to a banquet in the name of a banquet, and the other party would not be suspicious.

After waiting for the bandit leaders to be captured, it would be a natural thing to take down the militia by relying on the past relationships.

It is really a careful and coordinated step-by-step process!
The representative secretly sighed that it was a waste of Mr. Qian's talent to have only served as a county magistrate for a few terms. He should have been given a high-ranking official position like the provincial governor, which would have surely brought peace to the area.

When the militia leader came closer, the representative couldn't help but feel happy again, because the person who came was none other than the leader Zhang San, with whom he had "close contacts" on weekdays.

He walked up to them, smiling broadly, and said, "Today I have a great gift for Chief Zhang."

"What a coincidence! I also have a gift for you." Zhang San waved at him, as if calling a puppy to come closer.

"Oh? What's the gift?" The representative took a few steps closer, the smile on his face growing more intense.

"The gift is—sending you to heaven!"

Zhang San's fake smile came to an abrupt end, and the steel knife in his hand pierced straight into the representative's jaw.

"?" The intense pain and the injured part made the representative speechless. He reflexively pulled Zhang San's arm with both hands.

But a mere scholar who was injured and exhausted was no match for a warrior who had grown up fighting for his own lives.

Zhang San drew out his steel knife and gently pushed forward with his left hand. The militiamen with terrified eyes fell down helplessly. He could never understand why the militia, whose leader was dead, wanted to be his enemy.

Before the dim vision completely fell into darkness, the representative heard the militia leader roaring at the top of his lungs, "Gunpowder Pack, blow open Qian Laogou's door for me!"

(End of this chapter)