Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 291: It’s like the meal has just started and the dishes have been taken away

Chapter 291: It’s like the meal has just started and the dishes have been taken away
Looking at the blood-red names, two hundred players led the bandit-catching soldiers to charge forward.

"Kill!" The 'Fierce Bull' roared first, wielding the iron ring and sword in his hand with great vigor.

He swung his sword to deflect the bandits' weapons. At the moment the enemy's weapons were deflected, he took a step forward, poured all his strength into twisting his arms 120 degrees to raise the iron ring sword. His whole body was like a taut crossbow, and then he suddenly chopped down.

The blade whistled as it cut through the air, striking the bandit's chain mail and creating sporadic sparks. The iron ring broadsword pierced into his shoulder and went straight into his chest and abdomen, splashing a mixture of blood and mucus from internal organs, staining the ferocious bull's body.

The ferocious bull raised its foot and kicked over the corpse, and pulled out the iron ring knife as if it were pulling out a chopping knife embedded in the cow bone.

The hard leather boots stepped on the corpses of enemy soldiers, and the heels splashed with sticky blood.

The roar of killing passed by quickly. The ferocious bull continued to attack. When it saw someone, it swung its sword and chopped him down, splashing blood all over the ground.

With a "whoosh", the fierce bull suddenly felt a dull impact on his waist, as if something had hit him. The fact that there was no enemy in front of him made him reach for his waist immediately, and it turned out to be an arrow.

Normally, armor is good at slashing but weak at piercing, and is especially vulnerable to close-range penetrating wounds such as arrows.

However, Xiongniu was strong and sturdy, wearing a chain mail vest over a set of cloth armor. Even if an arrow shot at him, it would only pierce the cotton jacket of the inner armor.

He pulled out an arrow and threw it into the distance, then quickly pounced forward and slashed the archer's neck with a knife, causing blood to splatter.

The sudden encounter with the battle made the bandits and rebels confused and panicked, and they only managed to hold on by relying on their years of fighting instincts.

Although the hastily assembled armed forces had three times the number of the enemy, they showed their true colors as a mob at this moment.

Some people knew that they should organize a counterattack, some people felt that the heavenly soldiers were unstoppable, and some people felt that if their teammates died, they would die themselves, so they would turn around and run away.

The temporary organization's resistance could not last long.

The heavenly soldiers, fully armored and accustomed to killing, are simply too powerful.

You chop the heavenly soldier's armor with a knife, making a clanging sound, but the soldier doesn't feel any pain at all, and even has enough energy to punch you. The heavenly soldier's fist is in an iron glove, and a punch from him is like a hammer hitting the face, which can knock out half of his good teeth.

Even though some of the heavenly soldiers had more than a dozen arrows stuck in their chests and blood dripping down their cloth armor, they still roared and swung their hammers to kill the enemies, claiming that they would smash the enemy soldiers' heads into their chests and then spit them out from their buttocks.

Jin Wu also wanted to join the battle, but he found that he was "lame" after being shot by an arrow and was of no use at all. He could only wait for the "medic" to treat his wound, and then slowly follow the team and watch the heavenly soldiers perform their killing skills.

The back view of the Tianbing fighting was so handsome. Every move he made was like that of an elite veteran who had been immersed in the battlefield for ten years, which left a deep impression on Jin Wu.

He saw a heavenly soldier holding the neck of a chaotic soldier under his arm, pulling the enemy with one hand and chopping the invading enemy with a knife with the other hand. Finally, he pressed the enemy's hand held under his arm against a rough tree trunk and rubbed it hard.

The heavenly soldiers fighting the bandits were just like a strong father beating his young son, killing each child with one punch and separating heads with one sword.

The damage caused by the enemy was minimal, and the swords and knives hitting the armor only made a musical melody.

The heavenly soldiers were like strong men in tin cans. They rushed forward roaring and crushed all the enemy soldiers.

This is the true individual combat power of the heavenly soldiers!

Once they enter the killing state, they will instantly transform from gentle mortals into ferocious and brutal werewolves.

Jin Wu walked forward with his sword tightly gripped. He heard someone calling for help beside the tree. He turned his head and found that it was a seriously injured enemy soldier who was looking at him with a pleading look on his face.

However, Jin Wu discovered that the other party was wearing thick cloth shoes, and it was obvious that he was a regular soldier of a certain government office.

The dignified Korean army actually colluded with bandits. How shameless!
Jin Wu raised his sword and stabbed the enemy soldier's chest and abdomen fiercely.

He then raised his head to look at the sky, silently praying to the heavenly soldiers who died for him, "My fellow heavenly soldiers, Jin Wu has avenged you..."

……

In the snow-covered forest, a man was running in the woods.

Li Hengjiu was quite clever. When he saw the heavenly soldiers were about to attack, he slipped away and then fled into a small cave that only he knew about to hide for a night.

The next morning, he took off his luxurious outer clothes, leaving only simple underwear, disguised himself as a commoner and fled into Hamgyong Province, then walked precisely into a tavern.

He seemed to have been familiar with the tavern owner for a long time. Without even taking a sip of water, he told the other party that he had provoked the conflict between the northern yangban and the government as instructed.

It was just a small mistake that led to the accidental killing of several heavenly soldiers, which led to the downfall of the Beiwei Army...

The tavern owner narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, a hint of viciousness and anger flashing across his face. "Well, even though the job was messed up, it was done after all... Here, this is the reward I agreed upon in advance."

"Oh oh oh!"

Li Hengjiu took the purse and opened it, and the white silver came into view. He reached into the purse and stirred it, and the silver pieces collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Li Hengjiu was originally a mid-level military officer who was dismissed because he angered the nobles.

This time, he accepted the instructions from the yangban master, firstly because of the promise of promotion after the task was completed, and secondly because of the most basic reward of silver.

With this money, he can find a place to hide for a few years, and after he has survived this storm, he can make a comeback with his "great achievements".

Just as he was enjoying the audition experience brought by the silver, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and the source of life flowed out along the painful area.

He suddenly raised his hand and swung it back, but unexpectedly the shopkeeper easily avoided his slap.

Li Hengjiu widened his eyes in disbelief, and the confusion in his eyes quickly turned into hatred and anger for being deceived.

"You, you want to silence me..." Li Hengjiu waved his arms hard and retreated, knocking over the items on the table nearby.

The shopkeeper pulled out another spare dagger and stabbed forward, the sharp blade piercing Lee Hyung-gu's chest. The dagger was pulled out, the blade stained with blood. Then the shopkeeper stabbed Lee Hyung-gu's abdomen, stirring it up and down.

Li Hengjiu suddenly realized before his death that the bigwigs hiding behind the scenes had never thought of giving him a chance to live, and had regarded him as a pawn to trigger "rebellion" from the very beginning!

"Damn..."

Li Hengjiu fell down unwillingly with his head raised, sighing with regret in his heart, wondering if he had not been tempted by official positions and money, but joined the new king's newly formed "bandit-catching camp", he would not have died.

After all, he was too greedy and looked down on the low salary of the bandit-catching camp...

It was not until Li Hengjiu stopped moving that the other waiters in the tavern finally arrived. According to the owner's instructions, they carried the dead body out and found a place to bury it, and also wiped the blood stains on the ground.

As for the bag of silver as a reward, it was naturally taken away by the "missing" Li Hengjiu.

The information sent by Li Hengjiu quickly spread in the north. A group of nobles who were plotting rebellion realized that the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. They immediately made up their minds to start the rebellion.

In order to gain every possible force, they released the carrier pigeons that had been prepared in advance.

In just one day, the yangban of other provinces, and even Lu Demeng and others as far away as the Southern Three Provinces, received urgent news.

Tianbing was involved in the "conspiracy" and completely ignored the internal affairs of North Korea. He personally went to the two northern provinces to search for the rebellious Yangban.

If the north and the south did not belong to different factions, I am afraid that the southern regions would also be strictly investigated by the heavenly soldiers.

After reading the entire letter, the young nobleman threw the thumb-wide scroll to the ground, "It's more likely to cause trouble than help!"

"What should we do now? The false king's imperial camp is difficult enough. If the heavenly soldiers are dispatched immediately, everything will be over..." "No. The traitors who killed the heavenly soldiers are from the Northern Yangban. What does this have to do with us, the Southern Three Provinces Yangban?"

"Stupid! Don't you understand the principle of 'lips and teeth'? Once the false king has cleaned up the north, it will be our turn. Even if the heavenly soldiers return to Liaodong, the false king can still use the imperial army to control us. Then he can charge you with 'collusion with the enemy' and seize your entire family's land. What will you do?"

"I have nothing to do with the Tartars, how could this be implicated?"

"Since the false king came to power, has he ever cared about public opinion? If he says you are guilty, then you are guilty!"

"As a monarch who tramples on the laws of the land at will, isn't he afraid that the whole country will revolt and the whole country will be in chaos?"

"If you retreat an inch, he will advance a foot. Today, you accept Datongfa's fate. Tomorrow, we will measure your land and find out all your hidden land. You will be ten times more troubled than you are today!"

"He's pressing on step by step. He's truly a ferocious ruler! Before he went to Shenyang as a hostage, Lord Fenglin had a reputation for virtue. How could he have become a traitor and usurper of the throne in just three years? It's as if his soul has been taken away by barbarians..."

"This is the barbarian, using the barbarians to change the Chinese! A few years ago, the barbarians threatened my Eastern King, but only for a few years, the whole country respected the barbarians. Now, after finally waiting for the heavenly soldiers from the superior country, we didn't expect to welcome back a traitor!"

"Rebellion!" The young noble raised his hand and slashed. "It's time to rebel. Let that usurping and treasonous false king see the power of justice and see how this farce of killing loyal people ends!"

"That's right. Now that the North has rebelled, we in the South are following suit. The Eight Righteous Men have risen up, forcing the rebel leader to be distracted and lose sight of the big picture. He will inevitably be defeated."

"But the Heavenly Soldiers are at your side, training new recruits for the rebellious lord..."

"Learn from the lessons of the north, when we take over the provincial capital, we will place the Heavenly Soldiers under house arrest and treat them well. Tell them that this is our Eastern internal affairs and that the Heavenly Soldiers have no right to interfere. Once the unrest subsides, we will send the Heavenly Soldiers out of the country with respect."

"I've heard lately that the Heavenly Soldiers often work for the common people, asking for only copper coins and coarse cloth as compensation..."

"Yes, I've heard that too. One has to wear a 'special crown', recite the command, and the heavenly soldiers have to be in a good mood, otherwise they will just ignore him."

"Then quickly craft several 'exotic crowns' and send our servants to seek help. Move the Heavenly Soldiers away from the provincial capital. Once we capture the city, even if the Heavenly Soldiers come to their senses, they will have no choice but to accept our support."

"The Grand King is unable to manage affairs now. Who should be appointed king after this is accomplished?"

When these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

As of today, the King Tai has given birth to four sons. The eldest died in Shenyang, the second usurped the throne, the third was adopted by the royal family, and the fourth is not even one year old.

In theory, this kind of support for the emperor to ascend to the throne generally follows several major principles. First, it depends on the closeness of blood relationship, and secondly, it depends on whether he is wise or not.

It would definitely not work if the previous "deposed king" Gwanghaegun was enthroned. Once this deposed king, who was filled with hatred, returned to the throne, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.

So the only choice is between the third prince and the fourth prince.

Although the third prince was adopted by the royal family, he was the third legitimate son of the Supreme King after all, and he was sixteen or seventeen years old, which was just the right age to handle state affairs.

But if they follow the rules and make the third prince the heir, what if the third prince seizes power in a few years and then deposes them? Wouldn’t their rebellion be in vain?
In order to better control the court and consolidate their own interests for generations to come, they coincidentally chose to support the fourth prince who was still in his infancy.

It would take at least ten more years for an infant king to reach adulthood. A dozen years was enough time for these "meritorious officials" to completely monopolize the court, no longer fearing a rebellion from the king...

So everyone unanimously decided to gather people as soon as they returned and to launch an uprising together during the Spring Lantern Festival a few days later.

Lu Demeng, a core member, hurried back home.

However, he did not gather people as promised, but instead asked his son Xiao Lu whether he had completed the tasks assigned to him.

"The matter in the capital has been settled. But I have something I don't understand..."

"what's up?"

Xiao Lu also learned what his father and his friends were planning. Although he didn't know the details, he guessed a little based on the recent situation.

But he didn't understand why his father didn't make any military plans, but instead kept spending money in the Gyeonggi area and gathered a group of bandits and hooligans.

Lu Demeng laughed when he heard this, saying that Xiao Lu was still too young.

If they relied solely on a head-on confrontation, how could these opposition yangban be a match for the king? Even if the two sides were evenly matched in strength, there was still the risk of defeat.

All he had to do was wait until the king's army went out to quell the rebellion.

You know, the king is training his troops day and night, but the total number is still around 20,000 to 30,000.

Most of the eight provinces in Korea are mountainous, and the main transportation routes between them are narrow and long. It would take more than ten days for a large army to complete a round trip. If they encountered a strong pass or mountain city, the battle would take several months.

If the king had sent fewer troops to quell the rebellion, they might have been completely defeated by the yangban.

But if we send too many, some here, some there, it would be like flour being scattered on the ground, all over the place, but too little in every place...

"The royal capital will be depleted of troops!"

"That's right. At that time, my father only needs to give the order, and the confidants lurking in the royal capital will rush straight to the palace and capture the rebel leader! As long as the task is completed, my father will be able to ascend to that position, and my Lu family will be second to none!"

Although this plan uses the vitality of the yangban as a bargaining chip, as long as the king and the yangban are fighting each other, he will suddenly appear and defeat the core of the fake king in one fell swoop, ending the fight in an instant.

He, the conspirator, suddenly became the savior who turned the tide. Not only did the yangban not dislike him, they also supported him in his rise to power.

However, Lu Demeng did not expect that the team attacking the government office would accidentally kill the heavenly soldiers, which almost ruined his series of careful plans.

Fortunately, the chain of rebellion was cut off midway. Even if the "rebels" in the north were killed by the heavenly soldiers, they would not be blamed on Lu Demeng.

Besides, it takes time for the heavenly soldiers to kill people, and there are countless mountains in the north. Let the heavenly soldiers slowly investigate and cut down the people.

Of course, if the North and South groups successfully defeated the army of the fake king, then his act of attacking the palace directly would be icing on the cake, and he would not lose his wealth and glory afterwards.

Just wait and see.

Lu Demeng looked towards the north, where snowflakes carried by the cold wind were dancing in the air.

He firmly believed that he would usher in a new era and that the Lu family in Quanzhou would become more glorious under his development.

……

After the sudden battle between officials and bandits in Yongbyon ended, various rebellions broke out in various parts of Korea, and rebels rebelled in almost 70% of the regions.

Players with sufficient control over the area declare martial law and begin to gather all loyal soldiers.

The powerless civilian players will remain dormant for the time being, acting as eyes and ears to transmit information.

Before some local officials received accurate information about the rebellion, "Mashed Potato" in Seoul learned the news through offline transmission from players.

The rebellion of aristocratic families caused by the land survey by Liu Xiu, the founding emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty, is now replicated in Korea.

This social experiment triggered by the reform is so impressive that it is even more profound than any case described in history.

Mashed Potato and others quickly formed a "Strategic Command Center" to plan how to deal with the enemy's full-scale counterattack.

(End of this chapter)

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