Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 329: Outside the City, There is the Smell of the Beiwei Army

Outside Dengzhou City, the morning mist has not yet dissipated, and dewdrops roll down the dead leaves, reflecting a cold edge in the morning light.

Military boots pounded through the fallen leaves, startling a few tits that flew into the sky. A strong soldier was running among the trees.

Half of his body was covered with wheat-colored hay, and a newly tempered sword was slung around his waist.

"Quick! Follow up!"

A hoarse growl came from behind him, and "Luo Dachui" turned his head and saw countless wheat-colored figures moving through the bushes.

These players, disguised as hay, were like a pack of silent wolves; the sound of their feet stepping on dry branches was drowned out by the intermittent panting.

"call out--"

The clear sound of a bird's cry pierced the dead silence in the forest. Luo Dachui's knees suddenly sank, and his whole body plunged into the mud like a sparrow hit by a bullet.

Muffled groans came one after another from behind. Several players who were unable to stop in time bumped into each other, but they covered their mouths and noses tightly before the third bird whistle sounded.

Until the third whistle sounded, all the footsteps stopped abruptly.

Luo Dachui turned his head and looked back, and saw Commander "Liu Guanzhang" with a sword slung over his waist, stirring up a gust of wind beside him.

More than a hundred veteran players marched through the woods in neat steps, their muscles almost bursting through the fabric under their battle robes. Each of them had a "title of achievement" hanging above their heads or a medal of honor pinned to their chests.

Each medal represented a bloody battle, and some people even wore ten medals. Their silver-white chests were like a medal collection - this meant that they had won at least half a hundred military merits.

Luo Dachui knew that these were veteran players who had been fighting for more than two years. Everyone's body was constantly getting stronger with the battle, but the merit points required for resurrection were also rising.

As far as he knew, for an elite player with half a hundred points of merit, it would cost at least sixty or seventy points of merit to buy a life.

Luo Dachui lowered his eyes and glanced at his "savings", which was 123 merit points.

With his physique, buying a resurrection code would cost him 34 points, and the remaining merit points wouldn't be enough for coupons, let alone new and cool props and weapons, or even exploration coupons for crossing provinces or going abroad...

He felt like a dog, being manipulated by Gou's plan.

He said that he would never play this crappy game again, but in the end he still had to put on the gaming helmet and fall into "dreamland", then said foolishly, "It's really fun."

"Everyone take cover!"

Liu, Guan and Zhang gave orders while clinging to a big tree. The players closest to them immediately dropped to the ground, stuck their butts out and curled up into grass balls. The others also lay down like fallen dominoes.

The copper edge of the monocular telescope glowed coldly in Liu Guanzhang's hands.

Luo Dachui followed his gaze and saw the outline of Dengzhou city wall looming in the morning mist, while the sea farther away was still calm.

Liu Guanzhang put down his telescope, took out his pocket watch, and looked at it. He turned to look at Hong Xiuqing beside him, "It's 6:40 now. Why haven't we seen the landing boat yet?"

"I'm afraid your pocket watch is not set to the time."

"Yes, only thirty-one minutes left. According to the landing time of 7:30, the fleet should be visible."

“That’s the unpredictable nature of strategic planning; you never know what you’re going to encounter by sea or land.

Perhaps a storm has prolonged the journey, or perhaps a flood has destroyed the bridge, making it difficult to cross the river. It is common to be one or two days behind schedule.

This is also the role of our reserve team, double insurance to capture the city."

"Yes, you are right," said Liu, Guan and Zhang. "When I was the commander of the beggars' army, I fought in a few small-scale battles. But when I became the commander of a large army, I realized that actual combat is always more challenging than theoretical warfare."

"Our reserve force totals 1,500 people. We can't call it a large army, but at most we are a guerrilla force."

"Uh..." Liu, Guan, and Zhang were almost choked by the low EQ argument, and quickly said, "There's no white flag hoisted north of Dengzhou City as planned. Will your bloodless capture of the city work?"

"Don't worry. As long as the NPCs in this game are highly intelligent and realistic, judging by my life experience, there's no way that guy named Yang would rather die than surrender. If he wants to survive, he'll have to do as I say."

Liu, Guan, and Zhang saw the opportunity to "fight back." "Haha, the art of judging people, huh? Social skills, dark psychology, the secrets of human nature..."

"We were talking about a serious topic, why did you end up talking about something so clichéd?"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to log off and ask. Everyone hasn't arrived yet at the agreed dinner time..."

As soon as Liu, Guan and Zhang finished speaking, they fell into the grass like a python wrapped around a tree.

After a while, the limp Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were "full" of fighting spirit again, "It's almost there, it's almost there, they are coming!"

"Since reinforcements are coming, let's take the initiative and seize the first credit for entering the city!" Hong Xiuqing suddenly chuckled, and pointed his two fingers like iron swords at Dengzhou.

"Go." Liu, Guan and Zhang tapped their earlobes to activate the voice, and immediately a team of a hundred people stepped out.

Like sun-baked wheat straw, the hundred-man squad slowly advanced along the scattered woods, sometimes trotting, sometimes slowing down to a race walk.

When they reached the base of the wall and curled up into a grass ball, the team leader looked up and found that the three Ming army flags had been changed to pure white.

As expected, the defenders in the north of the city had already been replaced by "their own people".

The squad leader immediately cleared his throat and shouted towards the wall like a vendor: "Destroy the enemy!"

The soldiers in charge of guarding the city gate were all stunned. They leaned against the wall and looked down, but there was only a pile of slightly incongruous grass balls.

However, the guards did not dare to delay and quickly reported to Deputy General Yang who was guarding the city wall. Soon, General Yang came here in person and repeated the first sentence of the code.

The squad leader understood immediately and repeated, "Destroy the enemy!"

"A high-ranking official!" Yang Zhenwu confirmed the meeting through his secret code. "Eight hundred thousand versus six hundred thousand!"

The team leader blurted out without thinking: "The advantage is mine!"

"Okay!" Yang Zhenwu felt relieved. The Beiwei Army had indeed arrived as agreed.

But the other party wanted him to open the city wall and the city gate immediately.

But when he looked around, he only saw more than a hundred Beiwei soldiers who had exposed their presence, and there was no sign of the enemy's main force.

There was no smoke or dust raised by marching soldiers within a radius of more than ten miles around Dengzhou, and no trace of warships was visible on the surging sea.

If the main force of the Beiwei Army fails to appear in time, and he is discovered by the newly appointed Denglai Governor and is not ordered to open the gate, he will end up being killed without a burial place.

Just as he was worrying, Yang Zhenwu suddenly saw black-rimmed battle flags rising at the end of the northern sea.

Yang Zhenwu was at once surprised and delighted. He was surprised that the Beiwei Army kept their word and arrived today as they said they would, which was much more trustworthy than the emperor.

The good news is that since then he has joined the Beiwei Army, even if he cannot gain wealth and glory, at least he does not have to worry about being defeated and killed.

"Great! I finally managed to open the city gate!"

Seeing the city gates wide open, Liu, Guan and Zhang knew they could capture Dengzhou without suffering heavy casualties in a siege. They felt an electric shock-like excitement rushing from the bottom up to the back of their heads.

Liu Guanzhang turned around and faced all the hidden players, "All teammates! Stand up!" As the order was given, all the players lying on the ground stood up instantly like sophisticated robots, row after row like huge waves. In just a short moment, all 1,500 players were ready.

"Brothers! The brothers in the city have opened the city gates for us. Now show your bravery and follow me to break through the city and kill the enemy!"

"Charge!" Liu, Guan and Zhang roared and rushed out, and more than a thousand brothers behind them also shouted and rushed towards the wide-open city gate.

Liu, Guan and Zhang rushed into the city with their swords in hand, like a sprinter crossing the finishing line of a long-distance race.

When he was in the Qihuo Army, he failed to defeat the Ming Dynasty. Now, under the Beiwei Army, he is fighting the Ming Dynasty again. "This is the first shot of the Beiwei Army's attack on the Ming Dynasty! This is also a competition to destroy the Ming Dynasty with the Qihuo Army!"

He clenched his fists, looked up to the sky and sighed that this crumbling and corrupt dynasty was finally about to collapse in their hands.

No matter what the new dynasty that is about to be born looks like, it will be ten times stronger than the corrupt corpse country!
When Yang Zhenwu and other surrendered generals knelt in front of them, Liu, Guan and Zhang realized that 40% of the defending generals were "obedient", far exceeding their expectations.

They controlled more than 10,000 troops, but chose to surrender to more than 1,000 Beiwei soldiers, and did not even dare to have the slightest rebellious heart.

Looking at the surrendered general kneeling at his feet, Liu, Guan and Zhang immediately realized the importance of "prestige", which can enable one to defeat the enemy without fighting.

Liu, Guan and Zhang took them under their command and warned them to abide by the discipline of the Beiwei Army. If they could not bear the constraints, they could retire after the war, but no one would be allowed to say no at the moment.

Anyone who disobeys the discipline of the Beiwei Army will be killed without mercy!

"I will follow the Marshal's orders."

Yang Zhenwu looked up and glanced, thinking that there were so many deputy commanders in the Beiwei Army, and today there was another one he didn't recognize.

Although the surrendered soldiers had fought side by side with the Beiwei Army before, they could only be incorporated into the infantry attendant ranks and their salaries were paid according to the original Ming Army treatment.

As the deputy commander of the Beiwei Army quickly finalized its organizational structure, one hundred players led a thousand Ming troops. Yang Zhenwu excitedly told his soldiers, "From now on, we are all soldiers of the Beiwei Army!"

The soldiers were happy that their lives were saved.

"The deputy commander also said that from now on, the monthly salary will be one ounce and five cents, and the food rations will be five dou. That's enough food and salary!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

The soldiers immediately roared and shouted, their cheers so loud that they could hardly stand. Although the city was still in a state of turmoil due to the rebels' invasion, they could hardly suppress their crazy joy.

In the past, high-ranking officials and generals would recite clichés about loyalty to the emperor and serving the country, but they didn't understand and didn't want to hear them.

Only the deputy commander of the Beiwei Army was worthy of his poor background. He did not deal with those pretentious people, but instead hit the soldiers' weak spots right from the start.

The Beiwei Army has always been the most trustworthy. If someone kills someone, they will kill the whole family. If someone says they will pay the full salary, they will pay it. They even give generous pensions to soldiers who die in battle.

What do the poor soldiers want most? Nothing more than to get back the military pay they deserve.

However, even this contented thought could not satisfy him. He was even owed seven months' military pay and had to work hard for the court.

These crude, reckless, and even very abstract Ming troops, despite being owed wages every other day, were still able to persist in fighting until Zhu Youjian hanged himself.

Most of them can proudly say to the Zhu family that they have done their best to be loyal.

All this shows that the army is not fully paid, and if it is fully paid, it will be invincible.

Now knowing that they would receive full pay, the Ming army instantly recovered most of their combat effectiveness. They felt as if they had returned to the early years of the Ming Dynasty, as if they had an extra arm to hold the knife and chop people for them.

Adhering to the idea of ​​"we can't treat the new commander as a coward", the Ming army, like a chicken with its blood pumped up, rushed towards the surrounding areas of the city shouting "kill, kill, kill", and quickly took control of the bridges and towers.

Even though they started very late, they quickly caught up with the players who rushed ahead, and even rushed harder and faster than the "war maniacs" who were eager to fight.

All the players were shocked to find that they could fall behind even in the race to kill the enemies.

"Damn it, we have to fight each other while killing the enemies! Leave some for us too!" The player shouted behind him, waving his sword.

But the surrendered soldiers took this loud shout as an encouragement, as if their desperate efforts to kill people had been recognized by the strong men of the Beiwei Army.

"Master, something bad has happened. The rebels have broken into the city!" The personal soldier staggered and fell in front of the official in the scarlet robe, his bloody fingers leaving five grooves on the ground.

"?" Lu Wenjin was immediately stunned.

Break the city?

How could this be?

His predecessor was promoted due to his merits, and although he had been transferred here for less than half a year, he was also working hard to manage Dengzhou.

Later, when he heard that Beiwei’s military achievements surpassed those of his own army and that the imperial court intended to “reduce the power of the feudal lords,” he continued to strengthen the city’s defenses. The entire city had already been as solid as an iron barrel, so how could it be breached in one blow?
"How did the rebels enter the city?"

"North of the city! The traitors are colluding with the rebels from within, and over ten thousand rebels have already defected and aided the rebellion!"

"what!"

The blue bricks under Lu Wenjin's official boots seemed to become soft as cotton.

He saw the scarlet sleeves trembling violently, as if thousands of pounds of molten iron were pouring down his meridians into his internal organs.

The rebellious Beiwei Army did not choose to attack western Liaoning by force, but instead attacked Denglai first.

"Fang Yizhao! Zu Dabi!" Lu Wenjin grabbed with both hands, and his ten fingers seemed to dig into the cracks in the air.

If it weren't for these two people's evil deeds, he wouldn't be so helpless!
The adverse effects of the persecution of loyal and good people were now fully revealed. Dengzhou, which was as stable as a rock, fell within half a day. He didn't even realize the number of enemy troops or where they came from.

When did the morale of the army and the people fall to this level!
The black hat slammed heavily on the floor tiles, and the rapid breathing mixed with the shouting and killing outside.

"Master, please leave now. As long as there is green mountain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

Without waiting for Lu Futai's response, the personal guards carried him out of the city.

The moment the door opened, roars and the clanging of metal rang out, and he was swept up in the crowd rushing towards the south of the city.

A looting soldier passed by him, his blade still clinging to the tip of his flesh. At this moment, a whistling cry came from not far away. "How dare you take advantage of the chaos to loot? You simply don't take the Beiwei Army seriously. Shoot!"

"Master, be careful!"

The roars of the personal soldiers were cut through by the crossbow arrows. Lu Wenjin only had time to turn sideways before the arrows brushed past his ear and shot into the crowd behind him. Several personal soldiers were pierced in the chest and abdomen by the arrows.

The bloody scene before him made his stomach twitch.
"Get out! Get out!"

The defense of the southern city defenders suddenly turned from external forces to internal forces. They fought hard to stop the rebels' invasion and assisted friendly troops to escape from Dengzhou. Seeing the officials in scarlet robes being surrounded by their personal guards and escaping, they felt a little relieved.

They wanted to continue resisting and saving more friendly forces, but suddenly discovered "unusual movements" in the north.

On the sea, warships cut through the sea fog, and then launched hundreds of small boats loaded with soldiers and came through the waves.

The real main force of the Beiwei Army has arrived.

(End of this chapter)