Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 313 The demon is born from the demon's mother

The eerie feeling of terror behind him grew stronger, he shrank his neck and turned his head to look behind him.

The mountain people who were "performing the ritual" and watching the scene looked at him one after another, and many of them raised their hands and pointed at his location.

It felt like it was saying, look, there seems to be a living presence there...

How can this be?

Chen Jingan thought that the location he had chosen was extremely secretive, and he also had a "camouflage suit" covering half of his body.

If the monster hadn't dropped from the sky and stuck between the branches and leaves and saw him, no one would have known that there was someone hiding here.

But what happened next became even stranger.

The mountain folk, or half-demons, who were watching the battlefield began to call their friends.

They didn't even move their bodies, they just moved their mouths to spread the news.

This news was like a huge rock falling into a lake, causing waves, and all the demon soldiers who were fighting stopped.

At first, about a hundred people responded to the news, moving their raised swords, removing their teeth that were biting their cheeks, and retracting their fists that were dripping with blood.

Then hundreds, thousands, and even most of the Red and Blue Flag Army looked towards Chen Jingan's position.

Some looked solemn, some laughed contemptuously, and some were indifferent like puppets.

This terrifying atmosphere is like when you go out on the street as usual, and suddenly all the pedestrians on the street look at you and stare at you.

The whole world was silent, with only everyone's burning gazes focused on one place.

If I could comfort myself with a few dozen people looking at me, that would be an illusion. But thousands of eyes were fixed on the same spot, like demons locking onto a mortal who had strayed into their lair.

Chen Jing'an suddenly felt as if a sharp arrow had pierced his heart, and his entire chest seemed to be grabbed.

He was discovered by the monster!
He didn't know how he was exposed.

Did the monster have special abilities that allowed it to smell the scent of mortals on him, or did his loud shouting just now expose his position?
Chen Jing'an was really panicked now. He was sweating profusely and his hands and feet became sticky.

He saw with his own eyes thousands of monsters slowly walking towards him, and those monsters with broken arms and legs were crawling on the ground.

Thousands of monsters came quickly, and then began to jog, with blood gushing out of the wounds on their bodies.

Someone's face was smashed by a hammer, revealing half of his horrific face covered in blood, but he was still laughing evilly.

These bloody and horrific scenes were like sharp knives engraved in Chen Jingan's mind.

The monsters are coming, and they want to eat him, a mortal who is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

Ahhhhh!
In a trance, Chen Jing'an seemed to see thousands of pairs of eyes emitting evil red light.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly threw away his "camouflage clothes" and the straw bag he was sleeping on, and climbed down the tree in an extremely fast but awkward posture.

Unfortunately, his bow and arrows were left on the branch.

But he didn't think of fighting back.

Considering how crazy these monsters are to the point of fighting to the end even if their hands and feet are broken, how many of them can be killed by just over ten arrows?
The important thing is to quickly take off the heavy things on your body and run away.

Chen Jing'an ran for his life, imagining almost all the unhappy things in his life as pursuers, but after thinking about it, he felt that these monsters were more terrifying.

He regretted it.

He regretted taking the risk of going into the mountains. He could have easily gathered a "complete intelligence" by taking a quick look at the mountain entrance.

Damn it, it’s all my fault for being obsessed with fame, wealth and power!

I thought I could get promoted to the rank of Chief Bannerman, and return to the rank of Trial Hundred Households, or even remove the word "Trial" from it...

Chen Jing'an ran frantically, tears streaming down his face.

He thought of his wife and children, his "bad friends" who drank and socialized with him, and his leisurely daily life when he was not on duty.

At that time, he sat under the pavilion, drinking fragrant tea and eating cakes, watching his children grow up little by little... countless beautiful scenes emerged before his eyes.

Only now did he realize that this kind of "doing nothing" was the real blessing.

Harmony and well-being are blessings.

It's a pity that he can't go back...

Thousands of evildoers ran faster than him and soon blocked his retreat. A group of people surrounded him, emitting bursts of evil and sinister laughter like hooligans surrounding a young girl.

"Run, I want to see where you run!"

"what!"

Chen Jing'an roared and turned back, only to find that the road he came from was already occupied by monsters, and there were monsters everywhere.

They bared their fangs and claws, and saliva and blood flowed out of their mouths.

The broken arms and calves were connected by muscles, but because the pursuit was too fast, the arms and calves could no longer withstand the intense movement and were torn off to the ground.

"Ahhh!"

Even though Chen Jing'an had experienced many hardships and dangers, he still couldn't bear the horrific scene before him. He roared three times and fainted.

Before fainting, Chen Jingan couldn't help but think that if he fell into the hands of the evildoer, he might not even have half his head left.

……

When he regained consciousness, he was surprised to find he was still alive.

The scene in front of me moved backwards rapidly, and the sound of metal colliding continued to be heard.

The clear "black road" also extends to the end of the field of vision, as if you are sitting in a speeding carriage, or along the black road.

"Good evening..."

A greeting sounded behind him, and Chen Jing'an realized that he was tied to a chair. The two sides were empty, enough to see the mountains and forests on both sides of the road clearly.

The setting sun in the distance slowly descended, and the orange-red sky looked like a fire.

At this time, the people who had been standing behind him appeared one after another, there were dozens of them.

"Without further ado, who are you? Why did you sneak into a place like this?"

The interrogator took out the items he had taken from Chen Jingan one by one.

Bow and arrow, knife, compass fish, camouflage clothes, water bottle, diary board, several stolen "oil paper wrapped" dry food bags...

Seeing the horrifying monster right in front of him, Chen Jing'an once again recalled the fear dominated by the bloody scene and was unable to utter a word.

He finally confirmed that he was sitting on the back of the "black dragon".

In this world, only the "Black Dragon" he had seen could be loaded with cargo and soldiers and run very fast.

The evildoer didn't kill him immediately, but instead moved him onto the back of the "Black Dragon". They must be discussing how to make him more delicious, or to offer him directly to the Demon King in the Demon Cave...

He actually hoped that the monster would chop him up and eat him. Roasting or boiling him would be too torture. It would be more satisfying to chop off his head with a knife.

“You have amazing agility, able to break through several lines of defense and reach our training position.

I probably know without asking that you are either a gangster or an experienced spy.

Tell me, who do you serve? As long as you cooperate honestly, we will guarantee your personal safety..."

The words "personal safety" did not touch Chen Jing'an's nerves.

He was not being stubborn, nor was his loyalty to the emperor overwhelming his desire to survive. Rather, he was so frightened that he had lost the ability to think.

The scenes of the Black Flag Battalion’s internecine killing exercises refreshed his three perspectives.

Thousands of "mad demons" looked towards his position and pounced on him. The hunting scene was too horrifying.

He couldn't imagine such a shocking scene even in his nightmares, but he saw it in reality.

“Monster, monster!” Chen Jing’an roared, his eyes wide open, almost bursting, “Ahhhhhhhhh!”

"Ah, is this guy crazy?"

"Oh, forget it. Even if it cures me, it would be a waste of medicine."

"What kind of monster are you!" Another person slapped Chen Jingan hard, as if the slap corrected his broken personality.

Then, the Black Flag soldier stretched out his hands and pressed down on both sides of Chen Jingan's face. "Look at me! I told you to look at me carefully! Tell me what you see!"

"Demon..."

"You see two eyebrows, two eyes, a nose, a mouth—read it to me!"

"..." Chen Jing'an seemed to have been hit by a sudden wake-up call. He had no opinion of his own and could only repeat it obediently.

"Louder for me, haven't you eaten yet?"

"..." Chen Jingan repeated it again, this time his voice was several degrees louder, almost roaring with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, you're very energetic! Now I'll ask you a question, and you answer it. If you get it wrong again, I'll give you a slap in the face and make you choke! If you understand, just say you know."

"I know, I know..."

"Who are you?! Why are you barging into the mountains dressed as a hunter? Don't you know that this is a no-entry zone for outsiders?"

Chen Jing'an confessed his entire identity all at once.

He was born as the general flag of the Jinyiwei, and originally worked in the capital, but was now demoted to Nanzhili.

He was ordered by his superiors to investigate Li Mu's secrets, and with his skills he crossed several "defense lines" and broke into the mountains.

Now we have found a lot of evidence that the Black Flag Camp is planning a rebellion.

The black dragon, the sky dragon, the demon soldiers who kill each other, the diversified film and television city, and even the Black Flag Camp's illegal act of hiding more than 10,000 elite soldiers in the mountains.

Of course, Chen Jingan didn't see the garrison troops of the Yingshan Camp, nor did he see the two additional regiments of soldiers from the Black Flag Camp, nor the more artillery pieces...

"Okay, okay, if you can get out of the mountains without revealing your identity, please compile the information into a illustrated booklet and report it.

Anyone who sees this set of logically rigorous information will wonder if there must be some secret hidden in the mountain.

By then, the entire Ming Dynasty will question the loyalty of the Black Flag Camp, send out more spies, or even directly send troops to intervene, forcing us to make a big news in advance.

I'm afraid Zhu Youjian will have to personally summon you for questioning and appoint you to a high position."

"..."

Chen Jing'an was startled when he heard this. He was indeed a demon, actually calling the emperor by his name.

As if seeing that Chen Jingan had regained some of his sanity, the evil leader persuaded him:

"You also saw the military drills of my Black Flag Battalion, but I tell you the truth, this is only a part of the Black Flag Battalion.

Some of us may seem crazy, but some of us are very serious. The overall combat capability of the Black Flag Battalion is much greater and stronger than what you have seen."

More, stronger?
Chen Jing'an was shocked.

If what he saw were crazy monsters, then the other part were serious monster soldiers who acted like normal people.

From the words of the monster leader, we can tell that there seem to be several times more brave monster soldiers like this.

With such a powerful army already in place, why not seize the opportunity to conquer the world instead of just squatting in these mountainous areas?
Is it possible that he needs to accumulate more strength, and then rule the world again when he has enough?

"I admire your ability to sneak into the mountains by evading our tight net. No, I should say the person above admires you very much.

If you abandon evil and join the good, the one above you will ensure that you and your wife and children will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, and perhaps you will even be able to make rapid progress in your official career..."

"me……"

Who is that above?

Is he the true, unknown commander of the Black Flag Battalion, or the demon king hidden in the fog?

Chen Jing'an knew that joining the evildoer was his last chance to survive, but he didn't know whether the evildoer would keep his promise, nor did he know what the evildoer would ask him to do.

It's not like we're going to worship those three "evil gods" and then eat human flesh and drink human blood together, right?
Moreover, as a mortal, being a lackey of evildoers always makes one feel guilty about being a "traitor", which is even more shameful than being a traitor.

Whenever he wanted to remain loyal to the Ming Dynasty, the horrific images of the Black Flag Camp would emerge and force him to survive.

"Don't rush to make a decision, let me take you to see the world first..."

Fortunately, the monster did not use violence to force him to surrender, but instead turned his sitting position around, allowing him to enjoy the scenery along the way of the black dragon.

Beautiful natural scenery, ordinary houses where settlers live, and large workshops emitting black smoke, where laborers with shaved heads work hard between the workshops.

A series of shocking scenes constantly refreshed Chen Jing'an's three views.

Strange skills, miraculous skills, magical arts... countless words describing miracles flashed through his mind.

Compared with this secretive yet amazing little world, he realized that the "Jinyiwei circle" he was in was just an insignificant drop of water in the river.

However, this is not the end. The monster seems to be instructed by "the one above" to broaden his horizons.

The sky was gradually shrouded in darkness. After traveling for several hours, the "Black Dragon" successfully approached a wooden wall more than ten feet high.

The light suspended on the wooden wall flickered, and soon a gap opened up, allowing the black dragon to pass through without even stopping.

Inside the wooden walls is a comprehensive fortress with a large construction area.

Hundreds of torches were erected along the fortress walls for illumination.

Chen Jingan suddenly realized that he seemed to have been here before, a place he had once gazed at from afar through a telescope.

Heitunbao.

It is said that there was no large-scale outer wooden wall here before, only a fortress complex.

However, originally no one was allowed to approach it, as it was the Black Flag Camp's important military base.

As the isolation wooden wall was gradually built, some strange rumors suddenly emerged.

Some people say that they can see headless evil spirits walking around at night in this area.

Some people heard dozens or even hundreds of people gathered together and whispering, but when they walked over they were surprised to find that there was only one person there.

There are also reports that Heitunbao has been emitting faint light from time to time recently. If it weren't for the high wooden walls blocking the way, the people would want to take a closer look.

The light did not look like flames or fireworks, but rather as bright as lightning.

Some people say that this light looks like a fairy or an evil demon performing a magic trick. After all, how can there be a light that stays on all the time these days? If it isn't magic, what else could it be?
Chen Jing'an no longer dared to despise these bizarre rumors. He even felt that behind every rumor was a real monster or some kind of object.

Such as now.

When the "Black Dragon" loaded with people and goods arrived at the stop at Heitunbao, Heitunbao, which originally relied on torches for lighting, suddenly lit up with a large number of light sources.

Countless rays of light shone in, like a group of shining stars, illuminating the entire outline of the fortress.

What is this ghost?

Chen Jing'an couldn't open his eyes because of the sudden "evil light".

This is brighter and steadier than the flames from torches or braziers.

In the past, even when he lit an oil lamp at home, he felt it was extremely dim and could hardly see his fingers.

Now, illuminated by these "demon lights", he can move freely as in the daytime, and even see the lines on the palms clearly.

How strange!

This spell of summoning spiritual light shocked him far more than the demon soldiers killing each other, and it was a positive impact.

The stopped "Black Dragon" suddenly made a series of humming sounds, and a large amount of black white steam sprayed upwards.

The people on the back of the "Black Dragon" got off one by one, and the cargo was also unloaded one by one.

Just like a host welcoming a guest from afar, the dozens of demon soldiers surrounding Chen Jing'an quickly lined up in two rows and then made inviting gestures to him.

"Welcome to our home, where you'll see what a true Black Flag Army is..."

"This……"

Chen Jing'an looked up and saw that the fortress was built quite magnificently, with various architectural styles nested together like building blocks.

He swallowed and thought to himself that he would do whatever the demon soldier told him to do, then he obediently followed the demon soldier and walked in.

(End of this chapter)