Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 216 You'll Have to Pay the Price for What You Did

The feeling of defeat gradually spread with the flames, and more and more Qing soldiers realized that defeat was inevitable.

"Your Highness, please leave quickly! Retreat to southern Liaoning immediately. The General who conquers the south is about to march south, and our soldiers still have a chance to survive!" The deputy knelt before Shang Kexi with a plop. "No more hesitation!"

Shang Kexi turned his head to look at the small boat hanging sideways on the ship, closed his eyes and shook his head.

He looked at the pirates on the deck in chaos. Some fell to the ground and were trampled. Some were trying to seize the small boat to escape and were fighting with his personal soldiers. Others were so panicked that they missed a step and slipped a few steps, falling from the railing of the ship.

In this battle, he brought out 70% of his naval and land forces. Even if he successfully escaped back to southern Liaoning and joined forces with Hauge, he would probably never be as powerful as he is today.

After all, the Qing Dynasty was a country ruled by a foreign race. Huang Taiji himself was the only one who knew how to unite the Han army. Other Manchu princes always looked down on Han generals and officials.

The value of Han army generals is determined by military strength. Without soldiers, the Han army is just a slave dog that can be abandoned at any time.

Moreover, in order to avoid the fire, warships of all sizes moved backwards one after another, and the surviving warships were crowded together.

He has no way out.

Under the picturesque blue sky, the Ming navy was getting closer and closer. They stepped over the waves and avoided the blazing flames, like a big net cast out, gradually surrounding the scattered ships around Shang Kexi.

The Ming army's warships, which were originally insignificant, became an absolute advantage.

Shang Kexi suddenly felt that this should be his burial place. A chilling feeling of falling into the abyss rushed to the back of his head, as if he was the most hopeless person in the world.

The black flags of the Beiwei Army broke through the waves unstoppably. The Qing soldiers stared at the outline of the Beiwei Army fleet approaching from afar, and their uneasy anxiety gradually rose to their throats.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" After several loud creaking sounds of ship hulls colliding, the main force of the Ming army finally surrounded all the remnants of Shang Kexi.

The personal guards escorted Shang Kexi back to the stern platform, and the two prisoners who were still breathing were held up to block the stairs leading upstairs.

The desperate Han soldiers on other ships lowered the Qing flags, threw away their weapons and armor, raised their arms and shouted for mercy to the Beiwei army, lowering their heads and waiting for fate to decide.

The hulls were clearly fixed with dozens of grappling hooks, and the gaps were less than a foot wide, so one could jump over them with a flip-flop.

Who would have thought that this group of Ming troops would fight so fiercely and ruthlessly, and their boarding and fighting tactics were also unusual.

One by one, they insisted on jumping into the enemy ship by swinging on the ropes, rolling several times and staggering to their feet, then pretending to put on a cloak and throw it back, with their heads tilted to the side at a 45-degree angle.

I look very handsome in that one. Please praise my expression because it is very easy to guess.

"Oh oh oh oh oh! Your father is coming!" Some people even swung so hard that they went over the deck of the enemy ship and fell into the water.

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing their comrades fall into the water, the Ming army was not in a hurry to rescue them. Instead, they laughed and watched their brothers gradually sink to the bottom of the sea.

Shang Kexi was shocked. Could it be that the soldier who fell into the water was not their comrade? Why did they not help him but instead laughed at him?
What kind of war-crazed monsters are the Beiwei Army? Don’t they have the same emotions and desires as normal people?

A few of the braver surrendered soldiers, out of a desire to please the victor, also laughed at the drowning man, but the man turned his head and stared at them, "What are you laughing at?"

The loud question was like a sword at the back of his neck, and the surrendered soldier was so frightened that he kept trying to explain that he was not laughing.

"I can laugh at my brothers, why are you laughing?"

After saying this, he walked over with a steel knife and stabbed the throat of the mocker. This knife seemed to activate the murderous desire of the madman, and all the Ming soldiers on board began to kill mercilessly.

"All those traitorous dogs must die!" Even if the surrendered soldiers had already laid down their weapons and surrendered, they could not escape death. There were even madmen who rushed into the cabin to search for people, and from time to time there were cries of begging for mercy and screams.

Shang Kexi added two more comments about the Beiwei Army: moody and tyrannical.

The sailors on the surviving warships on the periphery were killed one by one. The blood-thirsty Ming army set their sights on the flagship in the center. The thudding sound of hundreds of people stepping on the deck was like the beating of war drums.

But in a moment, hundreds of Ming soldiers with blood-stained faces stood on the deck of the flagship and even on the sides of the warship. They were holding bows, crossbows and bird guns. With just one order, they could turn Shang Kexi and others into bloody sieves.

"Don't come any closer!" The deputy raised his knife to the prisoner's neck, and another guard followed suit. "If you dare take another step closer..."

Before the deputy finished speaking, the sound of bows and crossbows was heard, and the two captives were pierced by several arrows without making a sound.

"Ahhh!"

The deputy and the personal guards stepped back in shock, letting the arrow-shot prisoners roll down the stairs and slide to the feet of the Ming army.

Shang Kexi never expected that the Beiwei Army was not trying to rescue their comrades, but were clearly madmen who were so cruel that they would even kill their own people!
"Caught alive!"

A loud roar seemed to give nearly a hundred personal soldiers a way to survive. However, when the Ming army rushed up to the tower, they realized that the only person they wanted to capture alive was the prince.

Swords, spears, swords and halberds collided with each other, making crisp metallic sounds. Hundreds of people fought desperately on the terraces and stairs, and bird guns and arrows were thrown at each other. The unlucky guys who were shot fell off the terraces or fell into the sea with screams.

"Marshal..." The personal soldier, stabbed several times, lay at Shang Kexi's feet, using his last bit of strength to grasp the other's calf, leaving a bloody handprint. "I will leave first..."

Shang Kexi looked up and saw that all the familiar faces around him had fallen to the ground, and dozens of steel knives were instantly held against his neck.

"Hehehe, Shang Kexi, you kid finally fell into our hands!" The leader laughed arrogantly, just like a small villain who was trying to capture the male protagonist.

"I didn't lose this battle unfairly. No one could have imagined you'd risk your life to blow up the ship. Even if I fell into the hands of your Beiwei Army, I'll die without regrets."

Shang Kexi turned his head and was about to rub the knife to commit suicide, but he didn't expect that after wiping the knife for a while, he still didn't feel the cold pain on his neck.

He turned his head and saw that the blades of dozens of steel knives were all broken. "Hahaha, we tricked you!" The leader laughed smugly, then raised his middle finger at Shang Kexi and kicked him in the buttocks.

"what!"

A sharp pain shot from his body into his brain. Shang Kexi's eyes widened in pain and cold sweat broke out. It felt as if all the limbs around his thighs were poured into lead water, making them heavy and painful.

At this time, a player squeezed out of the crowd and came in front of Shang Kexi, took off the opponent's helmet, grabbed the ugly rat tail and lifted the traitor's head.

"Do you still remember what my brother said? Traitor Wang Shang Kexi, we will meet again. Open your dog eyes and watch carefully! Hahahahahahahaha..."

The man's voice and tone were imitated so closely that every word he spoke was like a sharp arrow piercing Shang Kexi's chest.

He was stunned and looked at the man in disbelief.

This man's brother clearly died in the fire, but how could he convey his last words word for word?

Could it be that there really is a secret technique in this world that can transmit sound over thousands of miles, or even communicate with the soul?!
"I'm here to avenge my brother!" The man raised his hand and struck Shang Kexi in the face, hitting him repeatedly with light and heavy blows until his mouth was covered in blood. "You traitorous dog, you want to die, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy! Strip him naked and tie him to the bow of the ship, then take him back to Dengzhou and show him off to the entire city's military and civilians. Take the five captured ships back with you as well!"

……

In Dengzhou Water City, Xu Renlong led a group of civil and military officials to wait for the Beiwei Army since morning.

A few days ago, they led a number of ships out to sea without saying a word, leaving only a small number of soldiers to farm around the camp.

Xu Renlong thought it was going to be bad, because the Shandong Navy was no match for the Qing Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, yesterday evening, the Beiwei army reported to him that the fleet that went out to sea had won a great victory, seizing five large and small ships and also capturing Shang Kexi himself.

Even though Xu Renlong admired the Beiwei Army very much, he still felt that the Beiwei Army was bragging.

Not to mention that communication is difficult in the vast ocean, how did you complete the communication? Just look at the gap between the enemy and our navy. If you want to win, you must bring more fire attack boats.

However, the Beiwei Army did not bring any fire attack ships, but only some "large sails" and bamboo baskets made by women...

However, out of respect for the many victories of the Beiwei Army, Xu Renlong still led the civil and military officials out of the city to wait for the return of the triumphant army.

But it’s almost noon now, why is there still no sign of the ship?
He frowned, with a bitter face, and quickly came to the small leader of the Beiwei Army who stayed behind.

He relaxed his facial muscles and forced a polite smile, like a Ming Dynasty official. "May I ask, Commander He Qian, whether the Beiwei Army will arrive as scheduled today?"

"Since I told you I would arrive today, I will definitely arrive!" He Lusi waved his hand impatiently.

Even though Qianzong was only a minor position and the Governor of Denglai was in no way superior to him, Xu Renlong still couldn't get hard.

Nowadays, the status of military men has risen sharply. Even a small captain dares to act arrogantly in front of the prefect or the governor, not to mention the ever-victorious "Beiwei Army".

The Ministry of War has ordered the mobilization of part of the troops from Baoding, Shandong, and Nanzhi to gather in Dengzhou, and must use the "Beiwei Army" as the core to recover the southern Liaoning area. If there is still a chance, they must even seize Gaizhou and enter the Liaozhong Plain.

Although the Shandong governor's troops of nearly 10,000 had arrived, there were still 20,000 troops from Baoding and Nanzhi on the way. Including the Denglai garrison, there were almost 40,000 soldiers in total.

Even if the Beiwei Army was added, Xu Renlong felt that it would be enough to securely take over Lushun and Jinzhou within a hundred miles of land, and at most to keep Fuzhou.

If we continue to push our limits and invite the Nu chieftain's army to march south and defeat tens of thousands of government troops, not only will Shandong be in danger, but the troops from other provinces sent to encircle and suppress the beggars will also suffer great losses.

By then, the Eastern Tartars could not be defeated, and the bandits could not be eliminated, and they would be caught in an embarrassing situation of being attacked from both sides and being defeated on both sides.

It’s a pity that this is ostensibly an order from the Ministry of War, but in reality it is Your Majesty’s will to “recover Liao”, and no one can shake it.

Just when Xu Renlong was about to submit a memorial to advise His Majesty "not to be impatient", something suddenly rose slowly from the sea level. The outline of the black object gradually approached and became clearer and clearer.

A variant black flag with a white bone dragon appeared before his eyes. Xu Renlong's eyes widened suddenly. Before his brain could react, a voice rang in his ears: "Beiwei Army, Beiwei Army is back!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the drowsy civil and military officials instantly became a hundred times more energetic, and no longer felt depressed even in the unbearable summer heat.

They all stretched their necks to look into the distance, "It's the Beiwei Army! They're finally here!"

The cheers of his comrades echoed in his ears. As Xu Renlong watched the outlines of the warships becoming clearer and clearer, he couldn't help but choke up in his throat and tears filled his eyes.

The Beiwei Army arrived as promised!
This means that the Beiwei Army really defeated the enemy's superior navy and even captured Shang Kexi, one of the major traitors.

The dilemma of food and manpower shortage in Fuzhou was instantly resolved. Dengzhou troops landed in southern Liaoning, and the opportunity to capture Lushun and Jinzhou became apparent.

A miracle really happened with the Beiwei Army!

Several medium and large warships remained near the coast, and the remaining small speedboats, loaded with personnel and supplies, slowly sailed towards Dengzhou Water City.

As people and supplies disembarked one by one, a simple cart appeared in front of everyone.

A naked middle-aged man was tied to a wooden pillar on the cart, and the bruises on his body showed that he had been beaten and whipped before.

The Beiwei Army, surrounded by simple wooden carts, advanced slowly, playing celebratory music and shouting loudly to the civil and military officials, soldiers, and civilians on both sides:

"Former Deputy General of Guangludao, Dongjiang Town, current Admiral of the Qingshui Division, and the traitorous Prince Zhishun has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)