Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 164: Insect Shooting
The early spring in Qufu is still mixed with the coldness of late winter.

The queue to enter the city stretches from the city gate to the end of the sight. Every year, countless literati, traveling bureaucrats, and retired gentry come to the Confucius Temple for "pilgrimage".

Suburban merchants and rural farmers hurried over, smelling the scent of business.

They either carried boxes or bamboo baskets, selling high-quality and low-priced goods to the travelers in line one by one.

"Happy Mouse" spent money to buy a mixed grain vegetable dumpling, munching on his breakfast while slowly moving forward in the long line.

"Why do we have to wait in line?" 'Crying Dog' leaned forward to look. The hammer behind him was wrapped in coarse cloth, making it look like a erhu. "This 'ticket check' line will take a while."

Huanlong grasped two fitness balls in his right hand and spun them willfully, "Because the main force and the vanguard are late on the road, we always have to slow down and wait for our brothers.

Besides, the defenders at the city gate have just woken up and are in high spirits. Once they are tired from checking, it will be much easier for us to rush over and seize the city gate."

Looking at his brother's annoyed expression, Huanlong raised his eyebrows and came up with a reasonable and good idea.

The impatient guy is still complaining about the long line, while the patient brother has already started to entertain himself -

Aji and the other two played "Drawing Ghost Cards" to pass the time, while the three Tanyang bought a hanging wooden box and played Landlord on it.

Huanlong and the others were bored, so they took out their spare swords and practiced their sword moves. After they performed a set of smooth sword moves, the travelers applauded.

Several wealthy scholars and merchants offered generous rewards, a pile of silver and copper coins worth several taels of silver...

The money-making fun activity instantly attracted the attention of all players, and the Thirteen Musketeers instantly turned into a circus.

They used their unique skills to dance with the wind, and some formed "humanoid mechas". The assembled "mechas" could even move forward, backward, left and right, causing travelers to shout in surprise and leaving a pleasant impression on all the spectators queuing in front and behind.

In just a short while, the Zodiac Team earned more than ten taels of silver.

However, money is just a thing outside of their body to them. They use the money they earn to buy the products from farmers.

Then, like volunteers doing a good deed, they distributed the purchased goods to the travelers in line one by one.

The farmers sold out all their goods, the travelers enjoyed both spiritual and material enjoyment, and the players also vented their desire to perform.

As the saying goes, those who eat from others are soft-hearted, and those who take from others are reluctant to give. The players unknowingly sneaked to the front of the team.

No one blamed them for cutting in line, and no one was surprised that they were carrying spears and swords - the "stage troupe" had all kinds of acrobatic props.

However, the city gate officer, jealous of the "opera troupes'" income, ordered all the troupes to remove their black masks, saying, "The Confucius Temple is a sacred place. No weapons are allowed into the city."

"Please, General, please be flexible..."

"Le Shu" pulled off his mask and took out a silver coin with his left hand. The officer took a closer look and couldn't help swallowing.

This volume of silver coins weighed at least two and a half taels, which was more than his monthly salary.

He stared straight at the coveted silver and didn't notice that the other members of the troupe were moving towards the city gate in a surrounding posture.

He was about to reach out to take the silver nugget when he suddenly felt a chill in his stomach, as if something cold metal was piercing into it.

The officer looked down and saw that the smiling "actor" had stabbed him.

The knife was pulled out and blood gushed out. The officer felt weak all over and couldn't make a sound even if he wanted to shout.

The nearest soldier saw blood gushing from the officer's chest and immediately realized that this group of people were evil thieves. "The thieves are coming!"

Before the soldiers could finish their shouting, their heads were chopped off by the swiftly unsheathed steel swords.

Before the passengers at the front of the queue could react, they heard several strings of firecrackers exploding.

"Murder! Bandits are killing people!" Huanlong shouted behind him.

The shouts of murder mixed with the sound of firecrackers, and the passers-by at the front of the line ran away.

Although the passers-by in the middle and back rows could not see clearly what was happening, they heard the sound that sounded like a bird gun and saw the people in the front row running away, so they also fled in all directions.

The purpose of dispersing irrelevant personnel was achieved. When Huanlong turned around, the smile on his lips had not yet faded.

"I'm going on a killing spree!"

"Crying Dog" wielded a leaf hammer, furiously striking the garrison troops. The hard edge of the hammer struck iron helmets, the powerful impact jarring their brains.

The unlucky guy who was hit on the head was covered in blood, the whites of his eyes were exposed from the tilted corners, and he fell backwards with his head tilted back, losing control of his body.

Xiaomao advanced calmly, facing several enemy soldiers.

"Come together! Kill him!"

"Ha ha……"

The strong arms made it possible to control the greatsword with one hand, but "Laughing Cat" still held the sword with both hands, stepped forward with his left foot, and swung the sword around his neck with his waist as the center of gravity.

The greatsword slashed across, ripping through the air with a muffled sound. Crimson blood spurted from his abdomen, and half of the soldier's body suddenly broke apart, falling to the ground with a thud.

The great sword that was cutting the waist did not stop and went straight to the left to reap the lives of several other soldiers.

The screams of soldiers could be heard in his ears, and Xiaomao could even smell the blood coming towards him.

The remaining soldiers, severely wounded but not yet dead, seemed to have seen a demon and tried their best to crawl backwards, trying to get away from this monster with strange powers. "Ah ...!"

The county garrison did not have much combat experience, and it was the first time they had seen a battle-hardened man.

These "madmen" are even crazier than the macho men. Some of them are so strong that they can chop people in half, while others are so fast that people can only see the blurry shadows of their swords.

In just one encounter, the team killed more than 20 people. Some soldiers had their arms chopped off or their heads fell off before they could even see the bandits swinging their swords.

The hundred or so people guarding the gate immediately scattered, looking for support from the main force of the garrison.

The soldiers on duty in the gatehouse were also defeated and retreated in a skirmish, and only a few loyal soldiers were opening the mechanisms and closing the gates.

Unexpectedly, the three "bandits" rushed up the stairs quickly. Aji got ahead of them and slashed several of them with his knife. "The city gate is ours now!"

Huanlong is more careful than Aji.

He took a look at the gate through the observation gap and made sure that there was nothing wrong before asking the dying wounded to teach him how to lock the gate mechanism.

After doing all this, Huanlong felt that his plan was only half successful, and called out to his teammates inside the gate, "Get a few corpses to block the corners of the city gate. This will delay us even longer!"

The friendly troops below gestured to him in agreement, and while carrying corpses to block the front and back of the city gate, they also raised relatively thin corpses to serve as their "meat shields".

The two archer players quickly ran up to the city wall.

"I'll go clean up the fish that have escaped the net on the wall..." Aji swung his knife and slashed the air, splashing blood all over the ground.

"Me too." Crying Dog followed closely behind.

The two men walked out of the gatehouse, and the high walls of the county town gave them a clear view. The walls extended and bent to both sides, forming an almost square city wall.

Seeing enemy soldiers on both sides of the city wall, the two men decided to split up and act accordingly.

"Don't die, your lover is waiting for you at home..."

"You too, your equipment is valuable."

The two men put their arms around each other's shoulders and took a photo with the gatehouse as the background. Then they turned their backs to each other, raised their hands and bumped fists in the air, and then walked away without looking back.

Aji brandished his sword and Kugou swung his hammer, and they each rushed into the enemy's formation, roaring and fighting with the enemy, splashing blood.

The players on the wall were fighting fiercely, and the knights inside the city gate were also facing brave enemies.

The county garrison gathered hundreds of people and hurried over. They formed a formation dozens of steps in front of the city gate, with archers in the back, three-barreled guns in the front, and sword and shield soldiers surrounding them in the formation.

"How dare you, daring thief, attack the sacred Confucius Temple? Are you tired of living?"

"Noisy..."

With a whoosh, two arrows flew out of the air. One pierced through the shield of a soldier and pinned him to the ground, while the other hit the talkative officer on guard.

Even though there were several shields stacked in front of him, the thick arrows still penetrated the shields and pierced into the garrison officer's heart.

"Ah!" The garrison officer howled in pain. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw an arrow as thick as a short spear stuck in the general's chest.

The garrison commander groaned only for a moment before taking his last breath and dying.

"There's a thief on the wall!"

It turned out that two thieves were hiding in the gate tower and shooting heavy arrows. The gunners ignited the gunpowder in panic, and dozens of bullets flew out one after another. The archers in the back row also shot arrows in unison.

However, lead bullets and arrows could only hit the meat shield, splashing blood, and could not hurt the knight behind the "shield" at all. Even if an arrow pierced the cloth armor, the kinetic energy would be buffered, leaving some flesh wounds.

"It's useless, useless, useless!" Youzhu shouted excitedly, listening to the light sounds of his two teammates upstairs drawing their bows and shooting arrows.

Heavy arrows like short spears continued to take the lives of the garrison.

Looking at the friendly soldiers nailed to the ground by heavy arrows, the captain who took over the command became angry.

"Charge! Kill them!" The captain raised his shield above his head, crouched down and hid behind his friendly troops.

He just didn't believe that hundreds of people rushing forward couldn't drown these few evil bandits.

However, the knights were all prepared. Three Molotov cocktails flew over the heads of the knights in the front row and were thrown out, landing exactly five steps inside the door.

Molotov cocktails fell to the ground and exploded one after another, and the flames rushing into their faces forced the garrison to retreat to avoid the fire.

The captain secretly cursed these bandits for their audacity, and was surprised that a mere dozen of them did not rob, seek revenge, or retreat, but insisted on defending the city gate.

As long as the remaining troops of the garrison go out from other city gates and surround these thieves from behind, how can they resist being attacked from both sides?
Then why are they still staying here foolishly, as if they are stalling for time and waiting for something.

General Qian soon got the answer.

He heard the officers and soldiers on the wall who were about to besiege the gatehouse suddenly cry out, followed by the sound of them fleeing in panic, like the supporting characters in a horror movie seeing a terrifying monster.

The "bandit soldiers" who were defending the city gates seemed to have finally gotten what they wanted. They raised their weapons and shouted happily, "The reinforcements are finally here!"

(End of this chapter)