Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 111 The rules of my beggar army are the rules

Under the guidance of the pawns, about a hundred players crossed several streets and gradually approached the increasingly dangerous northern part of the city.

The walls and houses were marked with scratches from swords, spears, and halberds, as well as bullet holes from bird-shot guns, and the bodies of the dead lay scattered all over the place.

"Zhang Xianzhong" stepped over the dead body, and despite being extremely careful, he still stepped on a pool of blood that stained the soles of his feet red.

The soldier pointed to the door of a middle-class house, on which hung a sign that read "Zhou Mansion."

The door of the room was open, and the butler, who was over fifty years old, fell to the ground, leaving a wooden stick beside him. A manic, low roar came from the hall and the side rooms, mixed with the screams of women.

Zhang Xianzhong stepped over the threshold and entered the courtyard. When he looked closely, he saw the figures of the defeated soldiers.

A brave defeated soldier rushed into the hall chasing a young girl and tore her clothes as if no one was around.

"Ah!" The girl screamed in shock, tears instantly welling up in her eyes.

She cried and begged for mercy, and looked around, but all she saw were the ferocious fleeing soldiers and another group of "fleeing soldiers" slowly walking towards the door.

She fled, covering her chest, and the fleeing soldiers let her escape. However, as soon as she reached the wing room, she was caught by a sturdy man and her clothes were torn to pieces. Only fragments of clothes and a bellyband were left on her upper body.

The fleeing soldiers nearby turned a blind eye to this. They rushed into different houses and busied themselves carrying supplies. The money, food and other valuables almost filled up several wooden carts.

Since there was really no place to carry the spoils, they wrapped themselves in long strips of cloth and silk, either red or blue, as if they were covered with a layer of rainbow.

The "Breakthrough Man" walked forward with a gloomy face, pressed the rough man's shoulders, and asked fiercely, "Whose soldiers are you?"

The little leader impatiently opened the arm of the breakthrough man and said, "Who the hell are you to question your grandfather?"

The breakthrough player was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that after asking a question, he would get such feedback.

"Hahahahahaha..." He suddenly laughed, and stood in the yard laughing like a clown who suddenly went crazy.

The other players also laughed, as if they saw the fat woman fall into the ditch.

"I'm your father!" The 'Breakthrough Hand' raised his hand to reveal the hidden blade under his wrist, and skillfully slashed it at the fleeing soldier's neck.

There was a muffled sound of "puff", and the leader didn't even howl. He covered his bleeding throat and took a few steps back. His right hand, which had nowhere to go, swung around everywhere, sweeping away the cups and bowls on the table in the side room and smashing them to the ground with a crackling sound.

He fell to the ground, feeling the life slipping away.

"Myolie!"

The guy leading the way quickly passed through the players and came to the girl.

"Brother Wenbai!"

The two gently held each other's arms, looked at each other, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Seeing that the girl was only covered with a bellyband, which looked cold and undignified, the young man quickly took off his coat and put it on the girl.

"I was wondering why you brought us here, it turns out you have a sweetheart here."

"Maybe this is what childhood sweethearts are like."

"Pure love is great, I like pure love. Whoever wants to mess up pure love is my enemy!" "Bison" shouted with his knife raised.

"With the name of Niutou on your head, it's not convincing to say that you like pure love."

"I am in the cattle camp, but my heart is in pure love. Pure love is invincible! Long live pure love!"

"Brother Wenbai, who are they?" The girl huddled behind the young man, pointing at the "ruined soldiers" with lingering fear.

"They are the heroes of the Beggar Army I always told you about. They act on behalf of Heaven, robbing the rich to help the poor. The poor people all praise them!"

"But my father, mother, and sister..."

"Don't worry, the brave men of the Beggar Army hate evil and will definitely save your family!"

Seeing someone praising them, the players couldn't help but feel elated. They coughed a few times, turned their heads to look at the sky and the ground, and unconsciously struck handsome poses, as if someone was taking handsome photos of the "superhero group".

The fleeing soldiers, having heard the roar of the buffalo, came out. One of them, seeing his companion lying on the ground, immediately shouted, "Someone is stealing! General Cao has been killed!"

Someone else ran around the hall and outside, shouting loudly to the surroundings.

The defeated soldiers who were looting around responded immediately after hearing the call, and in a moment more than three hundred people gathered together.

The constant appearance of his companions gave the commander great courage.

Hundreds of people surrounded the "meddling" person from all sides, and the woman who had finally calmed down became excited again.

Zhang Xianzhong put his hand to his ear and sent a voice message directly to the commander, "The Zhou family in the east of the city needs support. We will use the whistle to indicate the specific location."

The captain looked down at the few hundred or so beggar soldiers with arrogance, just like a strong man looking down at the weak waiting to be slaughtered.

"Whose soldiers are you?"

"Beggar Army!"

A few soldiers were slightly stunned, but the commander was not frightened.

They were reinforcements sent from Huguang to aid Runing. They knew little of the reputation of the Qihuo Army, thinking of them as a larger-than-life "bandit" that had captured prefectures and counties. Their own side had a numerical advantage several times over, so even if a fight broke out, they could still wipe out these hundred or so men.

The captain spoke in a relaxed tone, smiling, "So you're the commander of the Qihuo Army. Then we're just one family fighting one family. I've long admired the Qihuo Army, and today I'm leading my men to surrender to the rebel army. I beg the commander to take us in..."

"Let your brothers line up and go to the training ground in the city to await their fate." Zhang Xianzhong's tone was stiff and serious, as if a superior was giving orders to an inferior.

The commander was delighted when he heard this. "Brothers, we're all living in poverty on a daily basis. It wouldn't be unreasonable to grab a little extra money before gathering at the training ground, right? If the commander-in-chief likes this pretty girl, we'll let her go. There are still a few women in the house who we haven't had time to play with yet. Why don't you go and try some?"

"Gather at the parade ground." Zhang Xianzhong gripped his sword tightly.

"Hey, that's really strange." Qian Zong chuckled, looked at his brothers, and immediately put on a vicious expression and kicked Zhang Xianzhong, "I call you Marshal when I'm in a good mood. Do you really think you're such a big shot? I have hundreds of brothers here and we can kill you all, and no one will know!"

"Then we will teach you a lesson - the rules of my Beggar Army are the rules!" roared the 'Breakthrough Hand'.

"Go hide in the side room." Zhang Xianzhong turned and instructed the young man, who immediately took weapons to protect the girl and went into the house.

The captain was furious, thinking to himself, these are just a few hundred beggar soldiers, haven't they realized that they are in a dangerous situation of being surrounded?

He mercifully gave the Qihuo Army a chance to end the fighting, but they didn't know how to seize it and chose to seek their own death?
The breakthrough player's eyes were shining, his muscles were tense, and a group of red names were loudly mocking "Come here!"

If you can't kill the red-named monster with one hit, then hit it a few more times.

Almost at the same time, the captain saw more than a hundred beggar soldiers slowly drawing the sharp blades from their waists.

There was no despair or frustration on their faces that came from being surrounded by superior forces. Instead, there was the greed and brutality of wild beasts locking onto their prey. Hundreds of eyes seemed to emit terrifying red murderous light.

"There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you throw yourself into it! What else can I do? Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Like a madman, the breacher lunged at the commander and stabbed his hidden blade into his throat. A sweet, fishy smell blurred his senses, and a sticky liquid blocked his throat.

Qian Zong never figured it out until his death: how could a mere hundred men dare to attack hundreds of others when they were surrounded?

The fleeing soldier on the side swung his sword to chop at the breakthrough man. The steel sword hit the cloth and made the lining of the armor make a sound. Although the breakthrough man felt a shock on his back, he still stood up safely.

"Die!" The breakthrough man raised his sword and slashed at the fleeing soldiers. The sharp sword rubbed against the bones, making a crisp sound. A deep hole was cut in the enemy's shoulder, and thick blood mist splashed everywhere.

Warm blood splashed on his face, but the breakthrough fighter didn't care and continued to raise his knife to kill the fleeing soldiers.

More than a hundred players screamed and roared as they pounced on the fleeing soldiers around them, like a hundred vicious dogs released from their cages.

Although hundreds of defeated soldiers fought hastily, they were still able to hold on thanks to their numerical advantage.

Hundreds of people fought in a melee. The defeated soldiers and players fell in the fierce fight. The blood gathered and flowed under their feet to form a pool of blood. Both sides stepped on the blood of their predecessors and brandished swords to kill the enemies in front of them.

While Zhang Xianzhong was looking for someone to fight with, he took out a whistle and blew it.

Fortunately, the players of the spearhead group had a relatively high armor rate and finally held on until reinforcements arrived.

The one hundred newly joined players instantly broke the "dynamic balance", and the 50-50 battle turned into a one-sided crushing.

Players holding shields block the doorway, driving back all the fleeing soldiers who want to escape and force them to fight a life-and-death duel.

Some of the defeated soldiers, knowing they were no match for the enemy, threw away their helmets and swords, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and cried, begging the beggars to spare their lives. "We were blinded by greed and didn't recognize the true face of the beggars. Please spare our lives! We will never dare to do it again! From now on, if the commander says east, we will never go west! Please spare our lives!"

"The first rule for joining the Beggar Army is to obey orders. I just gave you two chances, and you didn't..."

The man's hearty voice disappeared in an instant, and the muffled sound of swords and knives falling and cutting through the air could be heard above the heads of the fleeing soldiers.

"Everyone start to restore order in Runing City. The main force will be here soon." The commander's voice was indirectly conveyed to all teammates through the captain's voice.

The players of the Sharp Knife Group seemed to be possessed by the God of Death and began to search for the defeated soldiers and hooligans in Runing City.

If they found the fleeing soldiers looting on the street, they would hack them to death with their swords; if they were found near a well, they would drown them in a basin.

If they caught the fleeing soldier who was committing the crime near a woman, they would cut off his penis and smash his testicles, causing him to die in agony.

When they found a deserter near the granary, they crushed him to death with piles of grain bags.

"It's up to the King of Hell to forgive them. Our duty is to send them to see the King of Hell!"

When the defeated soldiers who took advantage of the situation faced the brutal Qihuo Army, they realized why the Qihuo Army was able to sweep through several states and counties in just a few months and even defeat the main force of the government army.

Because they are brave and cruel enough, so cruel that they kill all their enemies without fear.

These fierce men are intolerant of any grain of sand in their eyes. Even if they want to kill gentry, they have to organize the action. The money, grain and materials looted must be put into the "public treasury" and then distributed centrally. Those who hoard them will be severely punished.

Some defeated soldiers realized this truth before they died, while some were lucky enough to survive and were temporarily recruited by the Beggars' Army.

Players were killing crazily in the city. Many of them changed their machetes four times in a row, and their waists and arms were sore from chopping. The pain warnings on the characters kept flashing red borders.

Even when the main force entered Runing, there were still some players slashing with swords in the streets and alleys, their bodies covered in the blood of the enemy.

Looking at the corpses of the defeated soldiers piled on the streets, Zhang Xianzhong, his face covered in blood, was panting. He looked up at the most magnificent mansion in the city.

"It's time to eat the prince's gift package."

(End of this chapter)