Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 312: The fake hunter strays into Lion Camel Ridge, and the real spy discerns loyalty and treachery

On the seventh day of diving into the mountains, the weather was clear and the gentle mountain breeze had shed the harshness of winter, making it warm and cool.

This season with suitable climate is perfect for going out for an outing, but Chen Jingan had to hide in the tree.

By the time he had completed a series of disguises, his back was soaked with sweat.

He didn't dare to breathe, and carefully acted as a silent spectator, observing the scene before him.

Chen Jing'an was originally wondering where the black flag soldiers riding on the "Earth Dragon" had gone.

As a result, after searching for a long time, they finally found it without any effort. They actually traveled hundreds of miles to reach the mountain.

Those holding up the blue and red flags belonged to two camps, totaling several thousand people.

They each formed their battle formations several miles apart, looking like two armies facing each other.

The blue camp dug five trenches, and all the soldiers stood inside the trenches, with only their shoulders and heads exposed, occasionally raising their muskets and making shooting gestures towards the distance.

There was a half circle of wooden and bamboo chevaux-de-frise obstacles in front of the trench, and several cannons were placed on a mound of earth behind it.

Most of the soldiers in the red camp were divided into three horizontal rows, and a few formed dense square formations. Wooden shield carts were interspersed between the rows, and the thick shields were enough to withstand ordinary bird guns.

The opera troupe of "Seeing the City" and the soldiers who stayed behind either stood on both sides or picked up weapons and joined the two camps.

Until there were no more follow-up reinforcements, except for the Red and Blue armies, the center of the battlefield became empty and quiet.

It feels like the red light on the sidewalk suddenly turns on, and the pedestrians who were originally rushing to the opposite road gradually become fewer and even disappear.

Chen Jing'an estimated that the number of the Red Flag Army was slightly larger, and he inexplicably felt that the Red Flag Army would be the attacking side.

wrong.

How could I have such a ridiculous guess?

Ordinary martial arts exercises were just training in formations and bow and gun shooting. How could they possibly stage a war of attrition, with one's own people killing one's own?

The Black Flag Battalion used thousands of people to create such a large display, either to train the recruits' courage in battle, or for some special drama that required so many people to practice together.

Because of the previous incident at "Vision City," Chen Jing'an didn't think the Red and Blue armies would actually fight each other. Perhaps it was the disguised wounds, the blood bags disguised with red paint, and the soldiers' superb acting skills of lying dead...

The garrison in this valley alone totals nearly 10,000 auxiliary troops. Lord Li cannot escape the charge of secretly recruiting soldiers and plotting against the government.

Chen Jing'an took this opportunity to see whether the Black Flag Army's formation and practical capabilities were strong.

When watching a play, you must eat and drink to enjoy it.

He got a batch of food last night.

But they are just some squares wrapped in oil paper, half the size of a palm. They are crispy when you bite them, full of the aroma of scallion oil and wheat, but without the roughness of whole grains. The taste is surprisingly good.

Chen Jing'an ate one in no time.

This thing is delicious, but it's a bit too dry. If you eat a few more bites, you have to drink a sip of water, otherwise you will choke to death.

Moreover, this thing is very filling. After chewing a piece and swallowing it, you will feel full and satisfied as if you had eaten several bowls of brown rice. It is very satisfying.

Chen Jing'an ate another packet without noticing, then covered his mouth and burped, then turned his head to look in the direction of "Vision City".

After watching this drama, I'll go buy a few packs to take home and give some to my wife and kids...

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sharp sounds of several rising arrows breaking through the air.

More than a dozen onlookers rushed from both sides of the "stage" to the center of the battlefield, holding their hands in front of their faces, muttering something and moving their faces.

What's going on? A sideshow before the big drama begins?
Chen Jing'an vaguely heard a soldier speaking. This person spoke with great emotion and passion. He seemed young on the surface, but when he spoke, he was as kind as an old man, as if he was bathed in the warm sun.

"The exciting melee is about to begin, with the attacking Red Army taking on the defending Blue Army!

New Humans battle Astartes, Qin warriors face Tang Dynasty soldiers. The French Old Guard confronts the Qi family army's mandarin duck formation. The British lobster soldiers battle the Ming cavalry.

You are about to see the roar of artillery and trenches, the coordination of the army and airborne troops, and the pinnacle of close combat.

The Roman Empire may be revived, the Yellow Turban Army may revive the Han Dynasty, and Holy Terra may achieve new glory!

As long as both sides capture the other's battle flag, they will win the final victory! Will the Red Army win or will the Blue Army hold out? Let's wait and see...

This program is sponsored by Daqin Heavy Industry, Qianghan Industry, Shengtang Culture, Dasong Finance, Daming Shipbuilding, and Daiqing Insurance..."

These people were talking in a jumbled mess and Chen Jingan couldn't understand anything.

Then he suddenly thought of the three "giant armored soldiers" and thought that although the black flag soldiers acted strangely, they would definitely not do anything useless or stupid.

Their strange behavior was most likely a prayer to the three immortals, and this larger-scale drama was also performed for them.

Well, that must be the case.

At this moment, three soldiers suddenly rushed out from the Red Flag Army column. They ran towards the Blue Flag Army camp and waved to the bystanders who "accidentally" entered the battlefield.

Until they had walked halfway across the battlefield, the three of them suddenly changed their formation, from being scattered to a column with the front and back tightly packed together.

After hearing a few crisp sounds, Chen Jing'an saw through the telescope that several streams of white smoke were shooting out from the trenches of the Blue Flag Army.

It's the bird gun shooting!

The Red Flag Army soldier ranked first trembled all over, as if a bullet had pierced his shield, but he still protected his teammates behind him like a hen protecting her chicks and continued to move forward.

As the first man fell weakly, the second man stepped forward.

Chen Jing'an quickly moved the telescope to lock onto the "dead man", who was bleeding from his chest and vomiting blood from the corners of his mouth.

Is this true or false?
They kept approaching the Blue Flag barricades for dozens of steps. The second "guard" fell down, and the third one immediately took out three pistols and took turns shooting three smoke beams at the Blue Flag Army's position.

It is red.

The three smoke lines were like three sharp claws of a giant, tearing through the fragile air.

Chen Jing'an was stunned when he saw this. How could smoke be shot out like an arrow and stay in the air for a moment?
"Destroy Zhurihe and capture Man alive..."

The third soldier had just finished blowing up the smoke and hadn't finished speaking when a bullet, imperceptible to the naked eye, cut through the air and hit the man's forehead accurately.

The bullet penetrated the head and splashed out to the back of the head with a lot of blood.

Someone is dead, really dead!

Chen Jing'an was stunned.

There is no disguise technique in the world that can make a big hole in the back of the head, right?

The Red and Blue armies were comrades in the Black Flag Battalion. Why would they fire their guns and kill their own people?

The word "mutiny" popped into Chen Jing'an's mind, and his entire body froze. Did he accidentally stumble into the epicenter of the Black Flag Battalion's mutiny?!
But why?
The spectators, posing with their hands in front of their faces, showed no fear of the Black Flag mutiny.

Just like a naive child is not afraid of a robber's raised knife, and the people taking to the streets are not afraid of soldiers and bandits breaking into the city? Crazy, absolutely crazy.

Chen Jing'an wanted to run away instantly, but he was surrounded by black flag soldiers and had no way to escape.

Just as he was feeling anxious, he suddenly noticed something strange in the air.

Originally there was only one "big Kun" in the sky, but three more appeared quietly.

Chen Jing'an immediately thought of the "weird gestures" of the onlookers. They were indeed worshiping the gods, and at the same time they were also summoning the "dragon" far away in the sky.

Yes, yes, the immortal bestowed upon me the “Earth Dragon” and the “Black Dragon”, and also gave me the summoning mantra.

Those strange gestures and words are the summoning ritual!
Perhaps Chen Jing'an's guess was right, as four large Kuns floating high in the sky suddenly dropped hundreds of "spores".

Chen Jing'an looked up through the telescope and saw that it was actually a human falling from the sky.

Each of them is a strong soldier, fully armed, with cloth bags on their backs!
What kind of magic is this that can summon both heaven and earth dragons, and even summon elite soldiers from the belly of the dragon?
A large amount of unverified information flooded into his mind. Chen Jing'an no longer knew what thinking was. He just relied on instinct to observe all the details of the battlefield and tried to imprint them in his mind.

At this time, a man who looked like a general of the Red Flag Army drew his sword and pointed it forward, "Brothers, I won't say anything else. Seize the flag of the Blue Army and win the final victory!"

Thousands of Red Flag Army players raised their weapons and shouted, "Kill!"

As the Red Flag Army launched its attack, the Blue Flag Army's positions also opened fire.

The iron bullets cut through the air with a terrifying whistling sound, and flew towards them like evil spirits. Several shells slammed into the ground, splashing dust and gravel. One of them landed a few hundred steps in front of Chen Jing'an, causing a muffled groan.

As the dust raised by the artillery shells dispersed, several wounded soldiers with broken limbs and arms were lying on the ground.

If the imagination can be a disguise, then the severed arms and legs cannot be faked at all!
The cross-section of the wound gushing with blood was exactly the same as what Chen Jingan had seen when he had beheaded the fugitive in the past.

The Black Flag soldiers are serious!
They actually treated the military exercise as a battlefield and killed each other?!
What was even more terrifying was that the wounded soldiers who were crippled by the shells did not stop. They crawled on the ground dragging their broken arms and limbs, leaving behind a trail of shocking blood.

"go ahead!"

All the Red Flag Army dispersed their formations one by one. They were like chess pieces on a chessboard, each standing one man apart according to the position of the chess player, meticulously and without stopping.

Once the enemy starts firing artillery, our own infantry can either fire back, retreat, or speed up and move forward.

The hawk-like screaming sound came again, and the second round of artillery shells arrived. The shells fell on the scattered army's formation and killed several soldiers mercilessly like iron plows. Surprised groans and muffled groans echoed on the battlefield. No one screamed or howled.

The corpses of the Black Flag Army fell one by one before his eyes, and limbs and blood flew everywhere.

In order to maintain the marching speed, the soldiers in the back row could only mechanically step over the bodies of their brothers.

At this moment, some of the Black Flag soldiers who jumped from the air landed on the ground.

They went deep into the rear of the Blue Flag Army's position and were surrounded by the Blue Flag Army as soon as they came down. Although two fists were no match for six hands, the soldiers who landed still fought hard and died for their officers.

Before Chen Jingan could react to the magic of "airborne combat", the generals of the Blue Flag Army shouted, "Hurry and organize anti-aircraft fire!"

Hundreds of musketeers seemed to have united souls, raising their loaded muskets in unison. They only waited for the officer to estimate the relative distance between the landing and the air and shout "fire", and then they pulled the trigger and fired the bullets.

Bang, bang, bang, hundreds of bullets were thrown into the air like a big net of barrage, catching countless "big fish" floating in the air.

The paratroopers who were shot did not die immediately. Instead, they took out their counterattack weapons while bleeding and threw them at the Blue Flag Army positions below them.

The casualties of the airborne troops seemed to have aroused indignation. The Red Army soldiers approaching the front shouted, "Charge! Kill all the friendly troops on the opposite side!"

The Red Flag Army troops drew their swords and raised their spears, their muscles energizing their bodies as they charged forward. Their nimble feet sent up dust and gravel, and their shouts of killing shook the heavens.

Like a whistling shotgun from an evil spirit, it suddenly erupted, knocking down a group of charging warriors.

The two elite troops pounced like lions and tigers, colliding fiercely. Everyone treated the friendly forces in front of them as their lifelong enemies. Every sword strike drew blood, every fist pierced the flesh, the swords and knives hit the armor with a bang, and the swords and spears pierced the flesh with muffled sounds of blood splattering.

Thousands of rough and sturdy men armed with cold weapons fought together, just like thousands of hungry wolves and tigers fighting fiercely on the plain, and even paratroopers kept falling.

Fierce fighting broke out on every inch of the battlefield.

Soldiers with broken arms use bone spurs in their arms to kill enemies. Soldiers whose lower bodies are smashed by shotgun shells are thrown out by their teammates as "human cannonballs" to continue fighting. Some are riddled with arrows and still roar to the sky, "PVP battles, awesome!"

Even though half of his skull was blown off, revealing the slowly throbbing blood-red tissue inside, he still roared and shouted, wanting to charge and kill.

Fingers, teeth, bone spurs, headbutts...all parts of the body became weapons of battle.

Every soldier carries out a simple word with his body and soul.

kill.

Kill to your heart's content!
These Black Flag soldiers were clearly calling the other side friendly forces, but they were fighting without mercy. They seemed to regard the other side as opponents whom they absolutely respected, and tried their best to destroy their lives.

Chen Jing'an, who had been watching the battlefield, had his eyes wide open, his jaw seemed dislocated and couldn't close for a long time, and the saliva from his mouth dripped down his chin to the ground.

What does it mean to fight with all your might?
Every cell in Chen Jing'an's body felt that this was a real bloody battle.

Suddenly, a rumor I had heard came to mind:

A group of demons transformed into human form practiced in the mountains, often killing each other in the name of military exercises "Pee-Pee", and they enjoyed it.

They may care about winning or losing, and need to rely on this brutal method to decide the most elite "demon king", but they care more about the process of fighting.

Because they are natural warriors born for battle, their blood and corpses are the best sacrifices to the immortal!

Blood is sacrificed to the blood god, and the skull is sacrificed to the skull throne!

Chen Jingan suddenly realized that the three "great immortals" were not benevolent gods who protected the people, but were clearly evil gods who spread death and terror!

Why did Lord Li repeatedly send his elite soldiers to die?

Because this is the biggest wish of the monsters, even Lord Li cannot stop it.

Chen Jing'an suddenly felt that the logic was clear, and all the fragmented information was pieced together at this moment.

It's not that Lord Li wants to rebel, but these monsters who have transformed into human forms have controlled Lord Li as their external puppet to cover up the time when the monsters are training the "Monster King".

monster! monster! monster!
Once the demon king is formed, he will break out of the mountains and wreak havoc on the world!
Why has no one been able to connect all this information together for so long? Because they were either corrupted by evil spirits or eaten by monsters!

This is not the Peach Blossom Spring, it is clearly the Lion Camel Ridge with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
There was a rustling sound of leaves beside his ears, and Chen Jing'an looked up.

It turned out that a paratrooper had landed nearby, but he seemed to have been hit by several bullets and was no longer alive.

Chen Jing'an subconsciously looked towards the deceased, hoping the evildoer would reveal his true form so he could gather more information. Unexpectedly, the latter suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at him breathlessly, "Good afternoon, strange stranger."

Even though the monster died right after he finished speaking, Chen Jingan was still frightened and howled, "Ahhhh!"

He regretted it as soon as he shouted. How could he not expose himself?

Fortunately, the sound of fighting on the battlefield was loud enough to drown out his shouting.

Just when he was relieved, something even more terrifying happened. A terrifying sense of horror came from the battlefield behind him.

(End of this chapter)