Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 190 Brothers show their talents
The government troops soon discovered the battle lines set up by the Beggars' Army. With a sharp scream, rockets with black smoke trails shot straight into the sky.

The Ming army, like a long black dragon, paused for a moment, then slowly twisted its body, changing from a long column stretching for a thousand steps to a horizontal formation, and advanced towards the Qihuo Army.

The loosely disorganized government troops were like leisurely students taking a walk after school, traveling in groups of three or two, and seemed to have no sense of the urgent crisis facing the enemy.

The sparse Ming army stopped five or six miles away from the Qihuo army. The generals of each unit quickly reorganized their troops and went to the designated positions according to the previously determined formation.

General Yang Shien looked straight ahead through the "telescope" and saw that the enemy's formation was obviously "strong on the outside but weak on the inside", with the central army being weak and the two wings being strong with armor.

Faced with the bandits' position, a plan to defeat the enemy quickly took shape.

Yang Shien thought, first use artillery to bombard the bandits' center to break up their formation, then send troops to entangle the two wings, use elite infantry and cavalry to break through the bandits' center, kill the generals and seize the flags, and finally divide and surround the left and right wings, and the bandits will be defeated!
very good!

Yang Shien was very proud of his strategy, and seemed to have imagined the embarrassing scene of the bandits being defeated and begging for mercy.

The government troops were noisy and chaotic, with people shouting and horses neighing, but the Qihuo Army was silent and waited quietly for the government troops to come and fight.

Lu Xiaowu stood at the back of the central army, with the ground under his feet slightly higher than the first line of defense. Through the gaps between the heads of his friendly troops, he could see the government troops as dense as black clouds in the distance.

This was his second time participating in such a decisive battle involving tens of thousands of troops.

He thought that as a "non-direct descendant" who had just surrendered, he should not join the army in the decisive battle, but the elite soldiers of the rebel army said that he came from a poor family and was politically reliable.

Those "unreliable" ones were ostensibly left in Xiangcheng for training, but in reality, elite soldiers were arranged to sit in the city for surveillance.

Lu Xiaowu thought to himself that he would rather be seen as unreliable and stay in the safety of the rear than go to the dangerous front line.

Although the militiamen on the front lines could eat one liter and two he of grain per day, if they were lucky enough to break into a few landlords' villages, they could even taste some meat...

But no matter how full you are, you will be beheaded if you rebel!
The first line of defense was three hundred steps forward, and compared to the friendly forces in the back row, it was like an isolated island on a shallow beach, with about ten thousand militiamen.

All of them wore iron helmets, held wooden shields and spears, and occasionally there were a few "elite soldiers" wearing heavy armor. They looked energetic and seemed like elite soldiers who had been tempered a thousand times.

Although the first group of militiamen were veterans who had fought against the Beggar Army for several months, how many times could these people withstand the fierce attacks of the government troops?

Looking at the large number of government troops approaching in the distance, the huge pressure of the imperial court like a mountain swept over again.

Lu Xiaowu was fully aware of how foolish and presumptuous rebellion was. Could a group of peasants armed with spears and shields really shake the mountain?
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the spear, and his breathing became rapid.

The heinous rumors that the government troops killed innocent people and took credit for it came to his mind. Not to mention killing innocent people, a person like him who was labeled a "traitor" would only end up being beheaded if he fell into the hands of the government troops.

He didn't understand what it felt like to be in an excited state under extreme fear, with adrenaline secreted rapidly.

He felt his heartbeat quicken, and the chopping board hanging on his chest as a shield seemed to become much lighter. His rapid breathing carried saliva from his mouth and splashed on the back of the head of the brother in front of him.

The oppressive fear of the battlefield made his legs tremble. He wanted to run away, but the friendly troops crowded around him made it impossible for him to move forward.

There are militia in the middle, but the two outer wings are all elite soldiers and attendants, which completely restrict the freedom of movement of the militia, just like a strong man being put into an iron cage.

Bang, bang, bang! The roar of cannons rang out from the ranks of the government troops, and thick white smoke streaked across the sky like invisible arrows.

The government troops are test-firing artillery shells!

Lu Xiaowu clearly felt that the militia brothers around him trembled all over. Some of them whispered, "God bless you, Buddha bless you", and some of them murmured in a tearful voice that they didn't want to die yet.

Damn, why!
Lu Xiaowu gritted his teeth, why should he die here like an ant!
Suddenly, he heard a signal arrow explode from the left wing. Turning his head, he saw a piece of gauze floating towards the southwest enemy camp on the northeast wind.

Several ellipsoidal kites were set up behind the elite soldiers on the left wing, with bamboo baskets hung under the kites. The elite soldiers, with "leather belts" as thick as their thighs wrapped around their waists, flipped over and jumped into the baskets nimbly.

Lu Xiaowu thought to himself, it’s already this late, the government army’s artillery shells are about to hit us in the face, and the elite volunteers still have the mind to fly kites!

With the enemy at the doorstep, his subordinates are acting recklessly and making trouble. Will the Marshal do nothing about it?
Marshal Su behind the central army was indeed indifferent, as if the thousands of elite soldiers on the left wing did not exist at all.

The elite soldiers on the left wing were in high spirits and waved to the warriors in the bamboo baskets, as if they were seeing off the brave warriors to the arena of honor.

"Brothers, let's go!"

The strong man in the bamboo basket waved to his brothers and immediately lit the brazier above his head.

With the sound of taking off, several ellipsoidal kites seemed to be "fat birds" that had regained consciousness, dragging the bamboo baskets away from the ground.

"The wind is blowing!"

Each kite carried several strong men as they took off. Living people, actually flying?

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lu Xiaowu pointed at the "kite" that was rising higher and higher and screamed in fear. The militiamen around him were also terrified, as if they saw evil spirits falling from the sky.

Some people even lost their morale and were about to run away, but fortunately, the elite soldiers and veterans had already blocked the positions and stabilized the front line.

As for the veteran militiamen, they were no longer surprised. After all, they had fought with the Beggars for a long time, and their greatest improvement had been in their mental qualities. Now, no matter how amazing the "magic" the commanders unleashed, it wouldn't shock or faze them.

Even if the Marshal suddenly summoned a giant meteorite to hit the enemy, the veterans would just smile faintly and whisper calmly, "So the Marshal also knows this trick!" Then they would follow the Marshal to charge forward and kill the enemy to win the final victory.

"Don't be afraid! This is the secret technique of the Qihuo Army's commander! It can help us kill the government troops!"

The comforting shouts came one after another, and Lu Xiaowu and others slowly put their minds at ease.

No wonder the Qihuo Army won victory after victory and created such a situation in Zhongyuan in just one year.

It turned out that there was a Taoist master who secretly cast a spell to help!

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

Shock and fear instantly transformed into excitement and joy, as all the "government troops" and local militia who had just joined the Beggars' Army raised their arms and cheered. The enthusiastic and resounding shouts and cheers were like a singer's concert.

As the "kite" rose high into the sky, the strong man in the bamboo basket loosened the ropes and let the kite drift to the southwest with the wind.

The ellipsoidal kites also attracted the attention of the government troops. They came with bamboo baskets hanging on them and were like several fat birds dragging their "nests" to move.

The artillerymen of the government army stopped their loading actions and subconsciously looked at the strange scene in the sky.

The bandits' positions were howling, but the government soldiers felt a sense of foreboding quietly spreading.

They always feel that something earth-shattering is going to happen next, like Monkey King wreaking havoc in Heaven, turning the world upside down.

When the kite flew to the front of the government army's position, a hole suddenly opened under the flying bamboo basket.

"Carbon-based missile launch!"

Hearing the shouts of his teammates, Storm Rat crossed his arms in front of him, stretched his legs, and jumped forward, falling directly from the gap in the bamboo basket.

The expected feeling of weightlessness was like a strong electric current running through his heart. Even though he had bungee jumping several times, he still couldn't help but scream out.

The whirring sound of air in his ears blocked out most of the sounds in the world, and Shushu could hardly open his eyes.

He tried hard to turn over and upwards, but the hot air balloons were getting farther and farther away from him and smaller and smaller, as if they would disappear into the end of the blue sky in the next second.

Several brothers who jumped out of the hot air balloons crowded together. They were like soldiers arranged in a military formation, standing in the blurred space between heaven and earth and flying together.

The teammates around me fell down in all kinds of strange postures, and some stretched their bodies straight and dived down quickly.

Some people rested their heads on their hands and crossed their legs leisurely, as if they really wanted to turn on the projector and watch a movie on this wonderful afternoon.

Some people were so excited by the thrill of falling from a high altitude that they pulled down their pants and were about to take a cumshot. Some people faced the sky and raised their middle fingers to the brothers who jumped behind them.

There were also groups of several people holding hands to form a small circle, and sometimes letting go of their hands to form a circle and spin together, which looked like an art performance of skydiving. However, some people had poor skills and fell into a death spin and were dizzy.

Although the player is still awake, the character falls into an uncontrollable coma, and even if the player desperately clicks on the system interface, he cannot wake the character up.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The rat struggled to maintain its balance and fell down in a prone position.

He closed and opened his eyes several times but still did not touch the ground. He suddenly felt that the few minutes of time seemed to be stretched tenfold.

He looked around and was surprised to find that he was the last one.

How is this possible!
The competitive spirit of gamers burns brightly, and gamers never give up!

"Charge, charge, charge!" With his hands pressed against his trouser seams, Shushu's whole body was completely stretched straight, as if he had turned into a straight arrow, piercing through the air and flying downwards.

He flew past the other slow-moving brothers, imagining himself as a fighter plane bombing an enemy aircraft carrier. While dodging the enemy ship's madly fired anti-aircraft guns, he carefully adjusted his flying posture to increase his descent speed.

However, the enemies at the end of the Ming Dynasty did not have dense anti-aircraft guns, nor did they fire back with arrows and bullets. They only had the strange cries of mortals seeing "evil" alien creatures.

The enemy's ground layout was getting closer and closer, and Shushu could finally see the position of the enemy's artillery. He spread his limbs and let the "wing suit" unfold like a fish's flipper, correcting his falling position bit by bit.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find the enemy soldiers and generals. The ground was full of the same style of generals' helmets.

Damn, from the bird's-eye view, I can't even see the enemy soldier's chest and thighs.

Forget it, let’s forget about killing the general and capturing the flag!
Shushu tensed his entire body and rushed towards the enemy artillery formation he had already chosen, his mouth wide open to vent his dying despair, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Tell my mother that Shushu is not a coward!"

The rat hit the ground and the mercury fulminate ignited the black gunpowder, and a ball of dazzling fire exploded on the ground.

(End of this chapter)