Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 261 Shocked, he is actually

Multiple musical instruments sounded at the same time, as if the final boss of a series of gambling movies had appeared. The protagonist was hidden among dozens of armored soldiers, and the sound of armor plates rubbing against each other came one after another.

They walked very slowly, as if deliberately going into slow motion. The armored soldiers, holding their "cameras" high, moved slowly along with the team.

It was not until the protagonist, who was the center of attention, sat down in the main seat and the armored guards spread out in a fan shape that Chen Jinghe and others could see the person in the main seat clearly.

He was the most meritorious, fastest-promoted, and youngest general in command of the Ming Dynasty, with countless elite soldiers under his command.

The general of Henan, the left general of the Left Army Commandery, and the general who held the seal of the General who Suppressed the Bandits. He was the natural enemy of bandits, Tartars, rebels and traitors, a shining star who rectified the country, and a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty who was favored by the emperor.

He is Li Mu, the mountain that the soldiers of the Beiwei Army will never be able to cross in their lifetime.

Chen Jinghe did not understand what the "real protagonist" meant. He only knew that Li Mu's appearance would be the end of these "anti-Ming traitors."

"Since the matter has been ruined, you can kill me or chop me up as you please!"

A Liao general, with his neck stiffened, came close to Marshal Zhang.

"General Li has won countless battles. I respect you as a man and a hero, but you possess such remarkable abilities, yet you are willing to die for Zhu Ming. I truly feel sorry for the soldiers of your Black Flag Battalion."

"Even if you kill us all, the Ming Dynasty won't last!"

"We will die together with the Marshals. We will have company on our road to the underworld! Hahahaha!"

Other generals also gathered around Zhang Xianzhong and others. They held their heads high and were no longer afraid of death.

"I told you guys not to use ambiguous words when you speak." A player filming the video raised his right hand and pointed. "Then who's the general of the Beiwei Army? Say something clear."

"I, Zhang Xianzhong, have been away from the Black Flag Battalion for a long time. Today, I am returning to the Black Flag Battalion with the officers of the Beiwei Army. Our black-bordered battle flag has finally become one with the Black Flag! On behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the Beiwei Army, I extend my greetings to the Marshal!"

Zhang Xianzhong clasped his hands together and knelt on one knee facing Li Mu who was sitting in the main seat.

"Greetings, Marshal!" He Lusi and his deputy marshals also knelt on one knee and saluted Li Mu.

As the notification sound of "merit points received" was heard, the surrounding "armored soldiers" of the Black Flag Camp also knelt on one knee, and the creaking sound of armor was like the beating of war drums.

Under the eaves on Li Mu's left was a large object covered with black cloth.

"See the Marshal!"

The unanimous roar shocked Chen Jinghe and others and made them at a loss.

what's the situation? !

How did the scene of catching and trying rebels suddenly turn into a surrender meeting? Did the Black Flag Camp easily subdue the commander-in-chief and deputy commanders of the Beiwei Army?
No, the Beiwei Army had been separated from the Black Flag Camp for almost a year. They had tens of thousands of elite soldiers and had recruited tens of thousands of soldiers from Liaodong. The power they held was already that of a local warlord.

Even the emperor sometimes cannot control the unruly generals. How can the commander of the Black Flag Camp remotely control the ever-expanding Beiwei Army?

Even if we take a step back, the money and food of the Beiwei Army were all distributed by the government and the court. How could the Black Flag Camp control the Beiwei Army?

Chen Jinghe looked around in astonishment. A group of people knelt on one knee in front of the same person. Even Marshal Zhang, Deputy Marshal and others expressed their submission willingly.

As if they had noticed the shock and confusion of Chen Jinghe and others, Zhang Xianzhong and He Lusi turned their heads to look at the Liaodong generals behind them.

Zhang Xianzhong said, "General Li has always been our commander-in-chief. Sending us to conquer Liaodong is just part of the plan."

He Lusi's eyes seemed to glow red, "Marshal Li is our true emperor, the man on the dragon throne in the capital is just a fake emperor who stole the world!"

At this time, the commander-in-chief, who was sitting firmly in the main seat, spoke. His clear words were neither fast nor slow, and he was both majestic and tolerant. "Do you remember those poems that Tianzhang Xianzhong told you?"

Marshal Li stared intently at the Liaodong officers not far away, muttering slightly modified words, "On the eighth day of the ninth month of a certain year, my flower will bloom and all other flowers will die. The fragrance will permeate the capital, and the whole city will be covered in black armor..."

Chen Jinghe was immediately shocked.

Although these poems were written by ancient people, they were a secret conversation between him and Zhang Xianzhong. Later, when he tried to win over generals from Liaodong, he only shared them with five die-hard fans.

These verses are just private conversations expressing one's state of mind, so how could they be "tortured" out?

Unless Marshal Zhang really reports every detail to General Li on a regular basis, just like his subordinates, Marshal Li can reveal the secret that only a few people have.

Li Mu paused, then slammed the armrest of the wooden chair. "I agree! Come next autumn and winter, you and I, one in the south and one in the north, will work together to achieve hegemony and plant black flags all over the world! Those who are willing to fight alongside me will drink the wine of my Black Flag Camp!"

Some armored soldiers quickly brought out plates of porcelain cups and came to Chen Jinghe and others.

Chen Jinghe looked down and saw that the cup was filled with boiling green liquid, as if his soul would be bound if he drank it.

"Choose! Will you follow the Marshal and achieve great things together, or will you return to the dust with your secret?"

Chen Jinghe was stunned, and the others were also stunned.

It’s not that they don’t want to answer, but the amount of information flooding into their brains is too much and it is difficult to process it at once.

Chen Jinghe had always estimated that the biggest threat to the Beiwei Army was the Black Flag Camp, and was worried that a decisive battle would break out between the two sides sooner or later, and regardless of victory or defeat, the people of the world would suffer.

I didn't expect that when I saw him today, the biggest obstacle would suddenly turn into my biggest support!

Governor Li is not a fool who is blindly loyal to the court, but a "loyal minister" who is strategizing and secretly plotting a rebellion!
The tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Black Flag Battalion are not enemies, but friendly forces who will fight side by side in the future. This is not a situation where one minus one will cause losses to both sides, but a powerful combination where one plus one is greater than two.

Steady!

As long as Marshal Li goes back and prepares for a few months, the Beiwei Army can stabilize Liaodong and even the rear of Korea outside the Great Wall. With the south and the north echoing each other, they can unleash astonishing power.

At that time, the only thing worth worrying about is the bandits inside the pass, especially the strongest beggar army.

But this is not a problem.

The Black Flag Battalion, the Beiwei Army, and even the strongest elite Ming troops, as well as the elite Tartar soldiers, looked down upon these mere bandits. At most, they would only take some effort to defeat the beggars.

The moment the true relationship between the Black Flag Battalion and the Beiwei Army was revealed was like the answer to a horror game being revealed.

Chen Jinghe felt that his panic and fear disappeared, and were replaced by the surprise of impending wealth.

A feeling of intoxication from drinking is looming, and I feel that I am very sober, but also very comfortable and happy.

Chen Jinghe's mind worked faster than other generals and he regained his sanity immediately.

He took the porcelain cup with both hands. The steaming green liquid in the cup had neither the strong aroma of alcohol nor a sour smell.

Chen Jinghe didn't care about these details. He only knew that after drinking this special wine, he had passed this life-and-death test and survived.

"Then there is only one answer—"

Chen Jinghe picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. It didn't taste like wine, but more like a thick soup made from crude tea leaves and vegetables. After the sourness, a faint sweetness came back.

Seeing that Marshal Zhang, the deputy marshal and others had long been Li Mu's subordinates, the other generals stopped "struggling" and took the wine and drank it all.

"Dedicate your loyalty to Marshal Li!"

Dozens of middle and upper-level Liaodong generals knelt down in unison and were officially incorporated into the "Black Flag Army ruling system." They are currently still under the command of the Beiwei Army.

"Since you are all so closely aligned with my Black Flag Army, today I will utilize your wisdom and ingenuity to guide me in stabilizing Liaodong and addressing the unrest in Korea. Korea recently sent a secret envoy requesting that my Liaodong Heavenly Soldiers enter Korea to fight and drive out the local Tartar invaders."

After Li Mu finished speaking, he clapped his hands. All the armored soldiers and generals stood up at the right time. The hundreds of armored soldiers on the left dispersed, making a wide passage, and the cloth-covered "big guy" that had just appeared in front of people was pushed out.

The big thing under the cloth was actually a mobile sandbox.

The sand table covered a vast area, much like the map Chen Jinghe had seen in Marshal Zhang's barracks, stretching from the Ming capital in the west to Korea in the east. Many people gathered around to examine the sand table, even the armored soldiers guarding the Marshal came to join in the fun.

Because the space around the sand table was small and could not accommodate too many people, some soldiers even stood on the tables and chairs in the lobby, pointing at the sand table through the air from time to time.

Chen Jinghe sighed in his heart, there were already enough deputy generals in the Beiwei Army.

The number of "deputy commanders" in the Black Flag Camp is several times more, could it be as many as hundreds of people?
"Aside from the troops the Marshal is about to take away, Liaodong still has combat troops, auxiliary troops, bondservants, and Korean prisoners... a total of 75,000 available troops."

"If we disperse them all over Liaodong, like peppercorns, there won't be enough troops anywhere. Furthermore, we'll have to station some troops in Dengzhou and control the ships in Bohai Bay."

"It's not a big problem. Thanks to the Marshal training new soldiers in Fuzhou and Gaizhou, our plan to train 30,000 new soldiers will be completed soon.

By then, a few hundred combat soldiers will command thousands of militiamen and be able to garrison the perimeter of the city, while the extra combat soldiers will be able to conduct mobile operations. The militiamen and baoyi will only need to fight a few battles with us and they will quickly become qualified veterans and combat soldiers.”

"So, how many troops should we send to conquer the area east of Tieling and Fushun Pass in northern Liaoning?"

"The Tartar garrisons in the north have been basically burned down. We can just send out a few thousand or even tens of thousands of soldiers to check them out. If we can rebuild the Acropolis from the ruins, it will be considered as recovering lost territory. After that, we will mobilize 100,000 civilians to fill the various garrisons and garrisons, and order will be established in northern Liao.

As for the area east of Fushun Pass, at least 15,000 troops will be dispatched to sweep the land and clear the holes. All fortresses inside and outside the Liaodong border wall must be reclaimed as soon as possible."

"How many Tartars invaded Korea?"

"The envoy said that there are an estimated 30,000 soldiers and horses, and a large number of traitorous servants, totaling no less than 60,000."

"Haven't the Koreans always loved being sons of the Ming Dynasty? Why would they risk their lives for the Tartars?"

"Three years ago, Huang Taiji led his main force to conquer the King of Joseon, forcing him to kowtow three times and nine times in submission. Huang Taiji also placed Tartar princes to monitor Joseon, supported the pro-Tatar faction, and persecuted the pro-Ming faction. Joseon is no longer a legitimate son of the Ming Dynasty."

"Then why did he send people to ask for help from us, the nominally loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty?"

As soon as the word "loyal minister" came out, many players burst into laughter. They all smiled at each other, revealing the smirks only traitors could muster.

"I guess Korea heard the news of our capture of Liaodong and wanted to return to their father's arms. However, the king's government is controlled by the Tartars, so they can only send secret envoys to ask for help."

"Then our forces are even less than sufficient. Liaobei and Liaodong need troops, and Korea has also sent envoys asking for help. We can't just leave the Korean Tartars alone. If we send out tens of thousands more troops, we won't have enough left in the Liaohe Plain."

"Don't worry." Li Mu appeared at the right moment. "Although I won't be participating in the upcoming battle, I will stay in southern Liaoning for a while. I will also personally make arrangements for Dengzhou in Shandong to secure more money, food, and settlers for you. You won't have to worry about the pressure of the garrison in southern Liaoning for at least a month."

"This will greatly reduce the pressure on Liaodong, and we can also transfer some of the garrisons in southern Liaoning to Haizhou and Liaoyang. We can also use the 'Steel Street' left by Huang Taiji to produce more weapons and firearms. Once we defeat the enemy on all three fronts and train a group of new and experienced soldiers, we can allocate troops to attack Ming."

Seeing hundreds of people talking at once, it seemed noisy, but in fact they were focusing on the core issues to fill in the gaps and move forward.

Even Marshal Li joined in the conversation like a friend, not using his official authority to pressure others, but focusing solely on the topic.

Chen Jinghe suddenly felt that this picture of unity reminded him of his childhood when he and other children in the village worked together to catch rabbits and fish.

Everyone had no other thoughts, and there was no hierarchy. They just racked their brains to come up with suggestions, and then after catching the prey, they lay on the ground together, looking at the sky and laughing.

A man remains a young man until his death, and he was also attracted by the passionate youth. A warm feeling filled his chest, and Chen Jinghe couldn't help but want to blend in.

This was how the Beiwei Army attracted him to join them in the past. Today, he realized that this "sincere heart" actually came from the Black Flag Camp, or from General Li himself.

It is said that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too. If the people below behave in such a sincere manner, it must be a positive energy spirit learned from the upper level.

"I believe that since Korea has sent secret envoys to seek assistance, it means that there are still anti-Qing patriots in the Korean court. So what we have to fight is not Korea alone, but the Tartar army and some traitorous vassal troops of the Korean Empire..."

"Then how many troops do you think are appropriate to send to North Korea?"

Marshal Li looked straight at him, and Chen Jinghe felt his heart beating faster. His plan was actually taken seriously by the Marshal.

One of the most desired wishes of a real man in his life is that his lifelong ambition is realized and the good advice in the letter is adopted.

Now that both joys were concentrated together, Chen Jinghe tried hard to suppress his excitement. "I think we should send out at most 30,000 troops. It would be best to bring along those Korean prisoners as auxiliary troops. They are familiar with the roads, speak the language, and have some connections.

At the invitation of the King of Korea, our Black Flag Battalion soldiers have entered Korea to fight. We have the great cause on our hands and the assistance of Korean soldiers from all over the country on our right. The people will also provide food and drink to welcome the soldiers.

By then, the number of Tartar rebels will decrease, while our troops will increase in number. With this balance of power, we will be able to quickly eliminate the Tartars and stabilize Korea."

"It's a good idea, but we won't gain anything after repelling the Tartars... Things like righteousness are icing on the cake, but they can't be eaten. Decades ago, the Ming Dynasty helped Korea drive out the Japanese pirates, but ended up losing many of its elite troops in vain and gained nothing."

"Forehead……"

Chen Jinghe was slightly stunned when he heard this and thought to himself that this was strange.

Didn't this deputy commander want to rebel against the Ming Dynasty? The Ming Dynasty was not part of the Xin Dynasty, so why did he stand up for the Ming Dynasty?

However, the deputy commander's words were true.

If they took over Liaobei and Liaodong, they could expand their territory and eliminate the last threat, but they always felt that they lacked motivation to expel the Tartars for Korea.

Even if the Beiwei Army develops a "Tartar-killing syndrome" and is willing to eliminate these Tartars for free, what about Korea in the future?
If North Korea continues to be a loyal vassal of the Ming Dynasty, the Beiwei Army will be creating a "hidden danger of backstab" for itself. You must know that North Korea adheres to the doctrine of great power and will remain loyal to the end unless its former father completely collapses.

Chen Jinghe's concerns are also shared by other players.

However, the piece of fat meat from North Korea cannot be given up. Liaodong is in a state of disrepair and urgently needs compensation in terms of money, food and materials.

Although North Korea was poor, it had rich deposits of gold, silver and copper. As long as a batch of money and food resources were supplied every year, it would be enough to support the Liaodong army to enter the pass and fight.

However, if after driving away the Tartars, forcibly launching a war to conquer Korea would consume a lot of military manpower and time, and would also attract the attention of the Ming Dynasty, which was inconsistent with the anti-Ming strategy.

Unless there is some way to change North Korea's "policy of serving the great power", we will remain loyal to the Black Flag Camp forever and offer a fixed amount of money and food as support until the Black Flag Camp establishes a new dynasty.

"Everyone, I have a great idea!" The player who spoke raised his index finger with a cheerful, goofy expression. "Remember the Korean hostages taken to Shenyang by the Tartars? Among them were several princes."

"I remember that the prince's family was killed during the war in Shenyang, didn't they?"

"The eldest is dead, but the second, Li Hao, is alive. And now the second and his family are in Liaoyang City."

"Very good. Bring them here immediately."

Li Mu seemed to have anticipated what the players' ideas were.

The players' reaction speed was even faster than he expected. When he first mentioned Korea, a player had already rushed to the Dusi Yamen with the prince and his family.

The prince and his family soon appeared in front of everyone. The prince was dressed in coarse cloth, and the princess was holding a young girl in her arms. The family of three looked like ordinary farmers living in the countryside.

Players who don't know the strategy have begun to express doubts, while those who understand the strategy are standing by with their mouths curled up, waiting to see what happens.

"Now, please welcome the important actors!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a young man walked into the lobby. At first he was as confident as a lion patrolling his territory, but then his expression changed and he became timid and fearful.

He was also dressed in coarse cloth, but he had no "wife" with him.

And that young face was exactly the same as the prince's, like twins carved from the same mold.

Chen Jinghe and others were shocked on the spot. How could there be two people in the world who looked so similar? Moreover, he had never heard of any Korean prince being a twin.

Although the two people's faces are slightly different, if you don't compare the two similar faces closely, you can't find any differences at all. No mother can give birth to two people who are so identical.

The players suddenly realized what was going on. Looking at the conspicuous " " on the head of the latecomer, they knew what the brother's plan was and exclaimed that the brother's plan was really good!

(End of this chapter)