Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 117 I have a plan

After Zhang Xianzhong surrendered in Gucheng, he refused the governor's reorganization and deployment. Xiong Wencan, the "genius of surrender", agreed to all his requests and did not allow the inspector and the county magistrate to plot to assassinate Zhang Xianzhong.

Zhang Xianzhong divided his 40,000 troops into four camps and handed them over to his adopted sons Sun Kewang, Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi to command.

He used the gold and silver he had saved over the years from fighting against local tyrants to recruit soldiers, train soldiers, and build weapons.

The Huguang region and the north seemed to belong to two different worlds. The former had abundant harvests and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, while the latter suffered from repeated droughts and had refugees everywhere.

Thanks to the "Eight Kings"' money-throwing behavior, a large number of job opportunities have emerged in the small Gucheng County.

Even in the cold winter, the county town is still busy.

Laborers carried goods back and forth between the ferry and the customs. The muddy country road was busy and noisy, with cows mooing, horses neighing, chickens crowing and dogs barking.

Farmers drove their cows and mules along the muddy country road, and the cow dung left behind piled up on the roadside to form a dung heap, and a foul odor could be smelled as you came towards them.

Peddlers hawk their wares along the aisles, or farmers selling chickens and ducks bargain with pedestrian customers.

Hunters from around the county town came to the market carrying their prey and animal skins to trade. If they met generous soldiers from the "West Camp", they would be able to have a prosperous year.

The defense of Gucheng was "loose on the outside but tight on the inside". Although the city gates were all open, patrolling soldiers could be seen everywhere on the streets.

The city is as lively as the customs and markets.

Once inside the city, a theatre troupe split into two groups, one heading east and the other west. The two groups performed in a clockwise rotation throughout the city.

A new model is used to tell the tragic story of an ancient dynasty——

Some people are responsible for telling the story and giving the narration, some are responsible for the background props, and some people put on costumes and start the performance.

It was a crumbling human empire. The neighboring pig demon led a large army to surround the border fortress, and the news of the request for help spread to the capital like snowflakes.

If the pig monsters break through the fortress, the empire's border will be undefended and hundreds of thousands of monsters will march straight in.

The young human emperor ordered support, but the situation was difficult and the finances were tight, so the imperial marshal had to scrape together an army of 120,000 to provide support.

However, the human race had suffered too many defeats, and the combat power formula of "one pig equals five people" was well known to everyone. The imperial marshal did not dare to act rashly, and could only move forward step by step and send vanguards to weaken the pig monster's siege army.

Fortunately, the Marshal's tactics were effective, forcing the pig demons to retreat repeatedly and even forcing the Pig King to lead the army in person.

Unfortunately, God was not on humanity's side. The young human emperor suffered from a shortage of money and food, and acted rashly, so he forced the marshal to fight a decisive battle with the Pig King.

The marshal knew that the chances of a decisive victory were slim, but he was still forced to lead his troops forward.

The two armies, each with hundreds of thousands of soldiers, confronted each other near the fortress. They fought several battles with each winning and losing. Unexpectedly, the pig demon took advantage of the human's fear of attacking and dug a trench dozens of miles long behind the human to cut off their retreat.

The morale of the humans, knowing they were surrounded, plummeted and they all wanted to escape.

At this time, a brave general stepped forward and selected elite soldiers to attack the Pig Demon Camp at night. They were just a step away from killing the Pig King, but unfortunately, they failed in the end...

The actor who plays the fierce general puts his best effort into performing the desperate charge, and there is actually a murderous aura about him.

"Great, great!" A young general named Li who was watching couldn't help but applaud and cheer, then took out a copper coin from his pocket and threw it out.

There was only the sound of copper coins clinking, and dozens of copper coins fell at the actor's feet.

The actor who played the fierce general did not pick it up. Instead, he smiled faintly in encouragement and swung the wooden sword even harder to act out the final battle.

The second group is an acrobatic troupe that sells their strength.

The companion raised the hammer high and hit the performer hard on the chest. The performer felt a sharp pain, but the big stone did not move at all after the blow.

So his companion raised the stone and smashed it down again. With a snap, the large stone slab that almost covered his chest suddenly cracked, and the two broken stones were quickly moved away by the companions around him.

Then another companion showed off a series of extremely dangerous skills, such as stabbing the throat with a spear, smashing the head against a brick, and doing continuous back and forth somersaults...

This caused the onlookers to wave their hands and cheer. A street performer took advantage of the audience's enthusiasm and quickly walked up to the audience with a gong to ask for rewards.

Everyone applauded while watching the special skills, but when it came to asking for money, the audience subconsciously stepped back a few steps and kept silent about the money. Only a few spectators with some spare money gave some copper coins.

Dozens of copper coins fell to the ground and were picked up by street performers, or fell on the gong, making a crisp sound.

But the copper coins they earned through risking their lives could not be used by them.

A group of soldiers came up shouting to disperse the crowd, and threatened the street performer that he was a spy of the beggars. Several soldiers surrounded the street performer.

The leader of the team looked at them with contempt, and his arrogant tone almost made it clear that they should hand over all the money.

If a street performer dared to resist, he would be beaten at best, or even charged with "collaborating with thieves" and thrown into prison to suffer...

Although the street performer looked very angry, he finally gave in and handed over all the tips he had just received.

"That's more like it. Brothers, let's go to Xifenglou. I'll be your host today!"

The leader of the officers and soldiers who had received the silver beamed with joy, and the other soldiers howled with excitement. The street performers who remained stared at their backs, as if they wanted to engrave the appearance of these officers and soldiers in their minds.

As the sun sets, shops and vendors on the street close up one after another.

A troupe of street performers also dragged a bunch of their gear into a mule and horse cart inn.

Although the twenty or so people booked two large rooms, they were all crowded into one room.

Two candles were lit, casting the shadows of more than twenty people on the wall.

"This is a rough street map of Gucheng County. Our target, Inspector Lin Mingqiu, lives in the county government office."

Number Eight took out a yellowed piece of manuscript paper and pointed at a red circle, which was two streets away from the mule and horse inn.

Rob Keery took out a thick package from a wooden box. It looked like a large winter melon was stuffed inside. "All the promotional materials are ready too. We can distribute them once the operation is successful."

"It takes fifteen minutes for the defenders to march back and forth through the city streets. As long as we can find the rhythm of their departure, we can sneak into the county government office during the gaps between patrols, approach the target, and then kill him."

"Very good, when the scouts come back we will..."

"Wait——" someone suddenly interrupted.

Number 8 looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yang Wenli.

"If Lao Yang has any suggestions, let's talk about them after the mission. The target is still waiting for us to kill."

"No, this is very important. I saw the former peasant army stationed in the suburbs, and then saw their money being robbed by the damn government troops. This suddenly came to my mind. This plan only needs to add one more step to the assassination operation—" Yang Wenli said, "Even if the plan fails, it will not affect the overall plan. If it succeeds, our profits will probably double!"

"tell me the story."

"..."

Yang Wenli briefly recounted the story, and everyone was stunned. Number Eight even mocked him with fear, saying, "This plan is truly sinister! If you pull it off, you'll be one of the top ten poison masters in our server!"

"What do you want to do?" Yang Wenli looked around and saw his brothers showing expressions of smirk, evil, excitement, luck, and ecstasy one after another.

"As long as I hear something fun or creative, I'm all for it."

"It's a simple matter. It's just an additional step. It won't be a problem. I also have some grievances to settle with that person."

"Since no one has any objections, then it's settled!" Number Eight looked at Yang Wenli seriously and said, "Now I know why you were chosen for this special mission. Brother Yang, you are the King of Ideas of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Thank you for the compliment. It's just basic operation." Yang Wenli scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, but the corners of his mouth, which were raised hard, showed strong pride and pride.

He finally regained his dignity in front of a group of combat bosses and appeared to be on an equal footing with everyone else.

"Everyone prepare to fight!"

For the Zhongyuan team, the assassination in Gucheng was just an ordinary mission.

But now, if you join Yang Wenli's "evil plan", the fun and benefits that can be expected with the naked eye will come like a torrent of water.

The morale of the brothers was even higher, and they completed the equipment deployment in just half the usual time.

The player who had been out scouting came trotting back through the back door. "The frequency of night patrols hasn't changed. We just changed shifts and started over on the first street."

"Start the clock now! Set off in six minutes!"

The player responsible for keeping a close eye on the time immediately logged off and stared at the desktop time. Another player began to count the seconds silently, while the other players repeatedly checked their weapons and equipment to see if there were any omissions.

After four minutes have passed, the players who reserved online time will go online immediately and compare their time with the players who were silently counting seconds.

Almost the same.

Even if you miss a few seconds, it doesn't matter.

"set off!"

Following the captain's order, the twenty-five people were divided into three groups. One group of fourteen went to the county government office, one group of six took firecrackers and sneaked into several dark alleys, and one group of five took promotional papers and climbed onto the roofs of their neighbors' houses.

Yang Wenli originally wanted to climb the roof with the "propaganda team". After all, he was not a professional. What if he let down the combat team?
Number 8 said, "It would be a shame if you, a strategist, didn't come along to witness the plan," and lured Yang Wenli into the combat team.

The fourteen people were divided into two groups, led by No. 8 and Rob respectively.

The first player held a round shield and a short spear. The players in the back row raised their hands and placed them on the right shoulder of the person in front of them. In the other hand, they held a crossbow loaded with arrows and walked slowly forward close to the wall.

The tightly packed formation of brothers resembled a family of shrews connected end to end.

When Yang Wenli saw his brothers' professional tactical movements, he thought to himself that you guys, a bunch of professional guys, cooperated so well, how embarrassing it was for a rookie like me.

(End of this chapter)