Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 11 Our Army is Defeated, Our Army is Defeated

Huang Zilong, who had just died in battle, consumed one of his "resurrection times" and was reborn next to Li Mu.

He crawled out of the earth like a resurrected ghost from an ancient battlefield, still dressed in coarse cloth.

Players appeared around him one after another and were resurrected. Huang Zilong looked around but didn't see any familiar faces.

He took out the spare spear and shield and turned away.

After dying in a serious fight, he felt that his combat experience had reached a new level. He was no longer the newbie who could be fooled by fake moves ten seconds ago.

Moreover, the combat ability of the character in this game is far stronger than his real life counterpart.

If we have to add a numerical measurement, he is at least about 10% stronger than reality.

This time he doesn't want just assists, he is determined to get the first kill!

"Your father is here!" Huang Zilong gripped the spear tightly and rushed out of the forest like a madman.

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The casualties caused by the encounter quickly spread among the bandits. The number of people in Black Wind Village continued to decrease, but the reinforcements from Yangjia Village continued to increase.

Gradually, the balance of victory tilted towards Yangjia Village. Some minions who could only fight when the wind was favorable wanted to escape immediately, and even if several of them were killed in a row, it could not stop the spread of defeat.

Even though some of the veteran bandits were experienced in combat and tried their best to fight in the front row and support the morale of all the members, it was in vain.

Angry gamers are not afraid of death, not to mention the enhanced version where the pain is reduced to 5%, and they also have "number of resurrections" and "first pass rewards" to back them up.

Who doesn’t want to get rewards and become the number one warrior who completes the task!
At first, the players did not know the combat skills when they participated in actual combat. They either used up their physical strength by moving vigorously, moved too slowly and could not defend themselves, or fell down with weak limbs.

Then they died in battle.

However, the player will be resurrected immediately the next second after dying in battle, and will remember the skills learned last time.

Especially those players who are lucky enough to get "five lives" become more and more courageous as the battle goes on, and their adaptability to the battlefield increases rapidly.

Even though they could not quickly repel the bandits by brute force, they were still able to defeat the bandits who had reorganized their formation with their fearless courage and crazy attacks.

The bandits' manpower is constantly decreasing, while the players' combat effectiveness is increasing.

The big boss Tiger was shocked. Who was this enemy that suddenly appeared? He bent the blade of his sword and his wrist was sore, but he couldn't kill them all.

At first he suspected that it was the peasants from Yangjia Village who came to him on their own initiative.

But when he saw the corpses of both sides lying on the ground, and more soldiers shouting and killing pouring out of the mountains and forests, he gave up the idea.

My younger brother said that there are only about 30 or 40 able-bodied men in Yangjia Village.

Even if we recruit more able-bodied men from the surrounding villages, the number would not exceed sixty, while the corpses and combat power of the enemies before us totaled more than one hundred!
The only thing that makes people suspicious is that since the enemy soldiers are so numerous and powerful, why do they charge in batches instead of killing them all at once?

This is like having only one or two hundred soldiers but insisting on adding more reinforcements again and again, only to be defeated one by one by the enemy.

If it weren't for the enemy's weak skills and simple weapons, Tiger Lord would have thought that it was the government troops coming to suppress the village.

However, the enemy's fighting spirit and bravery far surpassed those of the government troops, and they were even ten times crazier than the government troops!
Some enemy soldiers whose arms and thighs were chopped off were still crawling on the ground with difficulty, howling "Kill, kill, kill", as if they were determined to stab the enemy's thighs with the knives in their hands as long as they were still alive.

This madness of fighting to the end completely refreshed Tiger Lord's worldview.

There are such brave and fearless people in this world!

He had only seen such "heroic bravery" in some elite government troops.

The enemy wasn't the government army, but most likely some kind of cult hiding in the surrounding villages. This kind of cult is very good at deceiving people, taking advantage of the people's ignorance and pretending to bless them with magic, making them believe they are invulnerable and will enter heaven after death, so they will charge into battle fearlessly.

Judging from the enemy soldiers’ crude equipment and crazy fighting methods, it is highly likely that the enemy is a cult!
"Enemy reinforcements are coming again!"

"Defeated! Defeated! The boss is dead!"

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

A few sentences of fluent Henan dialect spread throughout the place. The bandits, who were already on the verge of collapse, heard about the retreat and immediately turned around and ran away.

The boss was stunned on the spot. He was alive and well and had just killed two enemies. How could he be said to be dead?

Tiger Lord hurriedly asked his younger brother to clarify the rumors, but the words "the boss is not dead" and "continue fighting" were soon drowned out by more vulgar and negative words.

The plague-like flight quickly spread to all members, and the leader's order to continue fighting turned into a major defeat.

The minions threw away their helmets and swords, reducing the weight on their bodies to save energy.

Chasing the enemy and being chased by the enemy are two different things, and the mental pressure one endures is also very different.

The fighting bandits, the chief's confidants, and the marginalized minions all collapsed.

Their numbers were clearly several times greater than the players' manpower, yet they no longer had the organizational capacity to fight back.

They fled in all directions, hiding in the mountains and forests, like a house built of building blocks that collapsed and shattered in an instant, with debris flying everywhere.

Without direction and discipline, in extremely harsh survival conditions, many people's animal instincts were stimulated by the desire to survive. Even the low-ranking minions were brave enough to rush to escape first.

Some people even dared to yell at their once powerful leaders or even beat them up. At most, they would go into the mountains to make a living, or turn around and kneel on the ground to beg for surrender to the extremely brave enemy.

The bandits fled very quickly, especially the boss and his relatives and confidants, who were even faster than rabbits running wild. They rushed hundreds of steps away in the blink of an eye.

The minions who were far behind shouted for help, but the leaders pretended not to hear them, threw all sense of loyalty to the wind, and ran forward blindly.

"Chase, kill!"

The players who had a premonition of winning the dungeon became more and more excited. They turned into hunting beasts and chased the bandits for more than ten miles without stopping. They rushed to the bandits' lair and then stopped to wait for their teammates to arrive.

The bandits fled in a panic, abandoning their weapons and armor as well as the food bags and supplies they carried with them.

All these weapons were given away to the players who arrived later. When Li Mu arrived at the thieves' den, all the players were completely refreshed.

Before the war, they were tribal warriors with simple weapons, but now they instantly changed their bamboo spears to swords, and their bamboo bows to foot bows, and finally they had some of the temperament of the regular armed forces of the late Ming Dynasty.

If the players before this battle were all fragile "university monks" and lazy "social people", after a truly bloody battle, they are one step closer to becoming iron-blooded veterans.

If it were an ordinary peasant army, with dozens of core elite soldiers and thousands of hungry people, they would dare to attack the county town.

However, Li Mu knew that it would be easy to capture one or two cities with this "snowball model" of engulfing the hungry people, but it would take a long time to defeat the main force of the government army, or even defeat the Jiannu who had entered the pass.

The reason why Li Zicheng in history collapsed quickly and ultimately lost everything was that he won too quickly, resulting in an unstable foundation and insufficient number of his direct descendants to suppress the newly joined "speculators".

Li Mu would not repeat the mistakes of Li Zicheng.

Seeing that the defeat of Black Wind Village was inevitable, the quick-witted minions surrendered immediately. Dozens of them knelt in front of Li Mu. The rest either fled in all directions or hid in the mountain village and would rather die than surrender.

One of the surrendered minions bravely crawled a few steps on his knees, came closer, and said with a flattering smile, "Please come this way, my king. I know a safe path into the village!"

(End of this chapter)