Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 153 I Came First
Hundreds of shotgun shells whizzed past, and walls of people fell, with flesh and blood splattering everywhere.

The screams of the Tartars resounded through heaven and earth, like the miserable howling of a wild boar with its thigh clamped in a trap.

Knowing they were doomed, the Tartars mustered up the courage to break out, but after taking a few hundred steps they ran into circles of fences and forests of spears.

The black holes of the bird guns extended out from the fence, and the lead bullets fired in volleys took people's lives.

"Fire arrows!"

"Fire the bird gun!"

"Ammunition loaded—fire!"

The Ming army tried their best to use their bird guns, bows and crossbows to deliver bullets into the Tatars' bodies.

The defeats they suffered at the hands of the Eastern Tartars in recent years were still fresh in their minds. In recent years, they were like defeated dogs, and they dared not fight back every time they encountered the Tartars who entered the pass to plunder.

They watched helplessly as the Tartars raped and looted, and dragged away cartloads of gold, silver, jewelry, money, food, people and livestock, but they could only follow behind them and "see them off politely."

They had resisted in the past, but each resistance was in vain, with generals killed and soldiers destroyed.

Today it seems like times have changed.

Someone gave them the opportunity to resist, boosted their morale, used the correct tactics to defeat the Eastern Tartars, and successfully surrounded some of the Eastern Tartars' "abandoned pawns."

There is a general commander at the top who strictly supervises the distribution of food and wages, there are good generals in the middle who offer advice and strategies, and there are brave soldiers of the Black Flag Army at the bottom who join the three armies.

They finally remembered the wonderful taste of victory.

It was as if a huge hand reached out from within everyone's heart and firmly grasped the loose formation of the enemy soldiers.

"Fire!"

The loaded bird gun cannon suddenly sprayed out large and small bullets.

The Ming army was intoxicated by the enemy's screams and the sounds of cracking bones and bursting brains, as if an invisible force was closing the cracks in their hearts.

The Ming army is full of passionate men. They should be like this, instinctively like this, and they should be like this!
The defeated army's line was torn into countless bloody holes, and the Tartar soldiers, who dared not fight anymore, were forced to throw away their weapons and armor and jump into the water.

"go ahead!"

Someone's voice pierced the sky, and more orders to advance spread all around.

Tens of thousands of loyal soldiers were like a huge bulldozer, pushing the defeated soldiers who were begging for mercy, crying and weeping bitterly back, back, and back a hundred steps.

The defeated soldiers were forced to move backwards. Those in the back row were pushed into the water before they even had time to remove their cloth armor. The icy water submerged their ankles and thighs, and then their abdomens and chests...

The cold water flooded over their heads and the Tartar soldiers struggled hard to survive, but the cloth armor weighing dozens of pounds dragged them down.

The Ming army was not worried about the difficulty in salvaging the heads that fell into the water. After all, the Tartar soldiers who were pushed into the water were a minority, and more people were shot to pieces by rounds of shotgun shells.

Even if the head is broken, the rat tail on the top of the head can be used to identify the authenticity.

As the royalist army walked through the sea of ​​blood and corpses and killed the last Tartar, the battle on the north bank of the Ji River finally came to an end.

The two groups of Tatars who invaded the interior of the country were completely defeated and injured along the way.

Even if the remaining Tartar troops still wanted to do something, they could be defeated by the other royalist troops gradually approaching the capital.

After this battle, all the generals were smiling with joy. The victory that washed away years of humiliation was enough for them to be promoted step by step.

Hu Dawei, Yang Guozhu, Liu Qin and others who participated in the battles of Julu, Jinan and Jibei successively became even more popular.

Especially Hu Dawei, not only can he get rid of the label of "making meritorious service while guilty" after the defeat in Jinan, but he may also be promoted one or two levels.

He is already a general, and if he goes any higher, he will probably be promoted to the commander-in-chief of the five armies, or even be granted the title of general.

This is a position that can be held by a true and complete general, regardless of the governor-general, a position that only dukes and nobles could hold in the early years.

Hu, Yang and others also knew that this battle was largely due to the efforts of Lieutenant General Li.

If it were not for Li Mu and the warriors of the Black Flag Camp, they would have probably become the dead souls at the hands of the Tartars, and would not have been so high-spirited as to have achieved such a great feat at this moment!
After a great battle, the soldiers were exhausted both physically and mentally, and it was difficult for them to go north to follow the main force of the Tartar army. The commander decided to move to the nearest Qihe County for rest, count the casualties and gains, and replenish some food and weapons.

Li Mu, who was "seriously injured", also stayed at the county inn to recuperate.

Thanks to the Black Flag Army's current strong prestige, the generals and soldiers naturally "acquiesced" to Li Mu and his personal guards "contracting" the comfortable post station.

Li Mu actually had no scars, and the red bloodstains on his chest and abdominal bandages were also from the player.

In order to make his wounds look realistic, some players painted him with seriously injured makeup and even cut their own arms to let the bandages drip blood, which made Li Mu feel embarrassed not to give him rewards.

Li Mu pretended to be injured mainly to prevent himself from being transferred by the court to assist in the defense of Shanhaiguan, where there was a power group of "Liaoxi Generals". Unless he opposed the Ming and Qing dynasties there and carried out a massacre to eliminate all stubborn problems, he would not be able to make any way out.

He also didn't want to go to Beijing to meet Zhu Youjian. There were too many formalities in meeting the emperor. It would take several months to go through the whole process, which would be a waste of time and not be appreciated.

Whether he stayed in Shandong under the pretext of being seriously injured or returned to his "old nest" by boat, it did not affect the court's promotion and empowerment of him.

More importantly, after the victory in this battle, he received another system reward, and he always had to spend time to conceive the next strategic deployment - [Personally lead the army to expel the Tartars. From then on, the Eight Banners of Liaodong would whisper the name of the Black Flag Camp. The three words Black Flag Camp could stop the barbarian children from crying at night.

When the Tartar's life comes to an end one day, you will become the master of the world.

Destiny value received 40000
You can purchase a temporary battle flag.

Li Mu directly skipped the system's "voice" and focused his attention on the destiny value and additional items.

Forty thousand life points was only a little more than last time, but he was delighted to have an extra battle flag, and this flag could be given to other players without restrictions!

The previous battle flag has not been used up yet, and this time there is an additional battle flag to purchase.

It’s just that the price of this flag is a bit expensive and its functions are a bit lacking.

One side requires 70% of the current destiny value, the minimum purchase price is not less than 30,000, and the maintenance time is zero.

It is equivalent to spending a lot of money to buy a shell and then investing more money to fill it with content.

If you need to extend the time, you need to inject more destiny points, and it can be extended to a maximum of three months.

Li Mu exclaimed, "Wow, this thing of yours deals damage proportionally, right?"

If he wanted to buy the complete battle flag, he would need at least 120,000 life points.

Players work hard to win a battle to get 10,000 or 20,000 life points, and this is the reward bonus for defeating the strong with the weak in the early stage.

If we are always in a situation where we have a slight advantage in the future, I am afraid that the destiny value will shrink. This is simply forcing people to replicate the miraculous battle of "800 defeating 100,000".

Who would buy this extremely expensive limited edition battle flag?
Li Mu urged his mind to choose to buy the battle flag, and 30,000 destiny points disappeared in an instant.

He didn't buy it for himself, it was a reward for the best legion.

He would give the flag to the legion that earned him more destiny points.

As for the remaining 10,000 life points, half of them will be used to purchase resurrection reserves, and the remaining half will be used to draw cards.

——Two hundred junior players, ten thousand kilograms of potatoes, two hundred portions of Fuling pickled mustard greens, one hundred tea eggs, and fifty bottles of pepper spray.

Very good! The value of the materials extracted from these 5,000 Life Points is very high. The potatoes alone earn back the value.

Potatoes were introduced to China at the end of the Wanli period. By then, they were only cultivated in a few places, and the potato varieties of this era could not be compared with modern ones.

In times of chaos, only by having sufficient food can you win people's hearts.

Just when Li Mu was planning to pick a spacious place to summon two hundred new players, he suddenly received news that someone was visiting.

He quickly lay back on the bed, and the players beside him quickly put on makeup to make him look pale and weak.

The visitor was Hu Dawei. He was carrying two large bags of medicinal herbs and supplements in his left and right hands respectively. He placed the gifts of condolences on the table as soon as he entered the door.

"Li Mu, Lieutenant General of Runan, pays homage to General Hu..." Li Mu pretended to get up, and the player next to him quickly supported him and helped him slowly get out of bed.

"Nephew Li, please don't move. You are injured. You should lie down and recuperate."

Hu Dawei hurried forward to stop him, but he couldn't stop him. He had to watch Li Mu struggle to get out of bed and come to the table.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the young man was in good health. He could still get out of bed even after being shot by several arrows.

"As the commander of the Black Flag Battalion, I feel truly ashamed that I won't be able to lead my men to fight the enemy and serve my country for the next few days."

"If anyone dares to chew you, I, Hu Dawei, will be the first to disapprove!"

Hu Dawei looked at Li Mu. There was no color on the other's face. Although he was injured, he still had a heart to serve his country. He was not just a loyal minister, but a lucky star sent by God to the Ming Dynasty!
"Nephew Li, don't worry. With this great victory, the court will surely reward you handsomely. I heard you're only twenty years old this year, right?"

"Yeah." Li Mu added in his mind that he was twenty years old.

"To be promoted to general at only twenty, smoke would well up in our ancestors' graves!"

"We are all serving the country. There is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. General Hu also played a great role in this battle. If it were not for General Hu and his men who resisted the Tartar offensive, even if I had many strategies to defeat the enemy, I would have no place to use them."

"Hehe, my dear nephew, thank you for your kind words. Thank you for your kind words." Hu Dawei's old face turned red, he smiled from ear to ear, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

Hu Dawei finished speaking, looking as if he was about to speak more. The veteran, over fifty years old, seemed to have something to hide, rubbing his hands shyly and occasionally looking at Li Mu with a silly smile.

"General Hu, feel free to say whatever you want." Li Mu immediately waved the players around him out of the house, leaving only him and Hu Dawei to discuss the secret.

"Um... I've seen that the soldiers in your Black Flag Battalion are brave and the auxiliary troops are quite organized. I wonder how your nephew trains them..."

Before General Hu finished speaking, he heard hurried footsteps outside the house. It turned out that other veterans also brought a few bags of gifts and enthusiastically called out "Nephew Li" along the way, as if they were familiar relatives bringing gifts to the door.

Hu Dawei turned his head and looked outside the door. Who else could it be but the familiar veteran Yang Guozhu?

In addition to him, there were Wang Chengdong, deputy general of Shanxi Town, Liu Qin, deputy general of Du Biao, Chen Shiyou, lieutenant general of Baoding, and Li Fuming, deputy general of Shanxi.

Hu Dawei cursed inwardly, you guys agreed to come together to visit nephew Li Xian today, right?
Fortunately, I came here first. Even if I have connections, I am better than these people!
(End of this chapter)