Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 330 What are you fighting about? Mix them together and make a peeing beef ball, idiot

Hundreds of warships of all sizes looked like a sea town, sweeping in with water vapor.

Seeing this, the defenders of Dengzhou Water City fled. The remaining soldiers immediately changed into black flags with white borders and knelt respectfully on the shore waiting for the strong to check them.

Large warships remained anchored near the coast, while medium-sized ships sailed straight into the water city, unloading cannons and ammunition boxes.

Hundreds of small boats rode the waves and hit the coast. The soldiers did not wait for the ships to run aground, but walked ashore on the salty sea water.

After unloading the first batch of troops, the landing boats returned to the sea like turtles emerging from the beach.

The Beiwei Army's landing on the coast was quite skillful, as natural as picking up bowls and chopsticks and putting food into their mouths.

"Brothers, assemble!"

At the command, the first batch of landing troops formed into square arrays like a magnet.

Of course, there were also a few "lone wolves" who followed the legion but fought on their own. As soon as they got ashore, they left a trail of wet footprints and rushed into Dengzhou City.

"Enter the city!"

The squad leaders raised their swords and slashed forward, and thousands of people raised their thighs in unison and marched with powerful steps.

Some are well-organized, others a little clumsy, the former leading the latter like a loving and strict father leading a young child to run clumsily.

They penetrated the city like a knife, taking over every bridge and tower from the surrendered soldiers, and executing on the spot any soldiers who lost their minds and plundered everywhere.

The defender in the south of the city was stunned when he saw half of the landing. He had heard about the bravery of the Beiwei Army a hundred times, but it was better to see it with his own eyes.

Tigers and wolves came crashing down on the waves, with almost no chaos or quarrels, as everyone worked towards the goal of "landing".

Landing boats came and went meticulously, continuously transporting soldiers and food from the large ships ashore, and the originally empty shore was soon built into a small town.

The defending general was even convinced that even if the Beiwei Army failed to quickly capture Dengzhou City, they could quickly build a city-capturing position on the shore and surround the city with their advantage in manpower.

The Beiwei Army is like a giant dragon with its bloody mouth wide open. Once it sets its sights on its prey, it will swallow it into its stomach no matter what means it uses.

Dengzhou is the targeted prey.

Before the defending general could react, more than a thousand Beiwei soldiers riding inferior horses and mules had already circled outside the south of the city, and the defeated soldiers who were still fleeing were caught red-handed.

Seeing that their retreat was blocked, the defeated soldiers quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, and even consciously took off their clothes, armor, shoes and socks, leaving only their underwear to show that they had no killing power.

Fortunately, this group of pursuers were not bloodthirsty. After leaving only dozens of soldiers to guard the prisoners, they ran south laughing and shouting, as if they were going to the next banquet after finishing this one.

The remaining defenders in the south of the city were not having a good time either. As more and more troops landed, the proportion of elite Beiwei troops rose rapidly, and continued resistance became a desperate situation that would lead to their own death.

When the words of persuasion to surrender spread throughout the south of the city, the guards suddenly thought, "Fighting to the death for a while is worthy of the little salary given by the court." They immediately threw down their weapons and became prisoners of the Beiwei army.

Only a small number of Ming Dynasty's loyal civil and military officials would rather commit suicide than join the rebels.

Loyal ministers and traitors have been incompatible since ancient times, even if the traitors have a thousand reasons to rebel.

At this point, the Beiwei Army captured the entire city of Dengzhou without much effort and incorporated a large number of surrendered soldiers.

On the south wall of the city, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Hong Xiuqing looked into the distance. The rays of the rising sun shone down, and the shadows of the captives returning to the city were cast on the ground.

"An Lushan" led a group of familiar and unfamiliar players to the southern city wall.

Upon seeing his familiar brother, An Lushan enthusiastically stepped forward, his right hand grasping Hong Xiuqing's like an iron claw. "Ah, thanks to the strategy of your Dengzhou detachment, we were able to capture Dengzhou City so easily. Otherwise, we would have had to go through a lot of trouble to attack the city. When I hear the word siege, I get nervous. Even with heavy artillery, it would take a long time to bombard a Ming Dynasty brick-clad rammed earth wall like this."

Hong Xiuqing looked embarrassed. "No, no, our Dengzhou detachment only did a small job. Even if we can't open the city without bloodshed, you can still use a hot air balloon to airdrop into the city, right?"

"You don't know, hot air balloons must be operated according to the wind direction. Here—" An Lushan took out a piece of rag and threw it into the sky. The cloth, riding the south wind, rippled in the air like a boat. "The wind is blowing from the south right now. Once we take over most of Shandong, we can take off from Shandong and head south to western Liaoning. Besides, paratroopers require too much skill. With our technical reserves, we'll all be dead after a few airborne drops. Either they'll die in battle or they'll fall to their death."

"Hahaha! I know!" Hong Xiuqing pointed forward, "It's in the daily comedy compilation. Someone parachuted into the river and screamed for help, and someone got stuck on a beam and was hanged to death... Hahaha..."

Standing on the wall, where the spring breeze blew, Liu, Guan, and Zhang looked around. They were all unfamiliar players. As expected of the puppet commander, the deputy commanders were always changing. Every military meeting had a different crew.

Liu, Guan, and Zhang asked seriously, "How many troops did the Beiwei army send to attack Shandong this time?"

"Three thousand players, thirty thousand infantry and cavalry retainers. Sixteen heavy artillery pieces, thirty field guns. However, transportation capacity is quite limited. Even with the requisition of Korean merchant ships, it still isn't enough. We'll need three more trips to transport all the remaining food, fodder, and ammunition."

"So we have to get all the supplies before we can continue to conquer the Shandong Peninsula? I heard that we have just recruited more than 20,000 mouths?" Liu, Guan and Zhang said.

"That's not the case. Every prefecture and county has its own granary and silver vaults. The spoils we take along the way are enough to penetrate the three prefectures of eastern Shandong. We have organized a 3,000-strong cavalry force to pursue the defeated troops southward, and we are sure to gain even more.

At present, 44,000 soldiers and horses have gathered in Haizhouwei, intending to carry out a feint attack on Liaoxi, and the remaining troops are waiting for the situation to develop on the coast.

At that time, the Ming court will be tested on how to act as a parent. Should it save Liaoxi or Shandong? If it fails to treat both equally, it will suffer a great loss. "

"Given Zhu Youjian's personality, he wants to save both sides, and even mobilize the Black Flag Battalion to fight against us."

"Hahaha, everyone in the world knows Li! If the Black Flag Battalion comes to challenge us to a fake match, we can just find a random excuse to open the city gates, saving us the trouble of attacking the city."

"I don't think so. Chongzhen is too suspicious. Since the Beiwei Army has rebelled, he will definitely not trust the Black Flag Battalion, which has also made outstanding achievements."

"No matter what he chooses, we will fight back when the enemy comes, and we will block the water with earth. Once we enter the capital, it will be Xiao Zhu who will have to bear our grudges. If Xiao Zhu knew that his most loyal minister was actually a traitor who had long since turned evil, I wonder what expression he would show."

"I feel like he'll never know the truth..."

"Attack the capital and crush the bones of the nobles!" Someone shouted with his arms raised as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"The legendary imperial sister-in-law should be very beautiful, right? Tsk tsk, she must be very miserable in my mind..."

"Then the Empress and the Concubine will be yours. I want to ride Zhu Youjian."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that there was such a heavyweight player hidden among a group of strong men.

"Sorry, the rules of the game don't allow you to do this kind of low-level operation."

"Speaking of which, I suddenly have an idea—" A player closed his eyes tightly, shaking his head with an intoxicated look. A multitude of interesting scenes, like a paintbrush, drew a silly smile on his face. "I want to throw all the traitors, warlords, Tartars, and peasant armies of the late Ming Dynasty into the same prison and let them perform a stage play based on real history." "Gongdelin Storm? Great!"

"You are such a great idea guy! You even came up with the idea for this viral video."

"That's right. I'm the idea king known as Crouching Dragon and Phoenix." Leziren put his hands on his hips, head held high and chest puffed out, as if he was inviting his brothers to dinner, and instantly upgraded himself to an adored adoptive father.

Liu, Guan, and Zhang suddenly felt that these players were idiots. They always veered off topic mid-discussion. "We were talking about serious strategy, but how come we've suddenly strayed off topic by ten floors? We've only captured a single city in Shandong, and haven't even figured out Deng and Lai Prefectures, and you're already thinking about life after taking control of the capital?"

"You're too narrow-minded." An Lushan quickly approached and put his arm around Liu Guanzhang's right shoulder. "What's the difference between a player without goals and a fool? If you don't even dare to dream big, how can you realize your dreams?"

"You're quite right, but I still suggest reorganizing the surrendered soldiers. These former soldiers have accrued too many bad habits. You can't expect them to be imbued with military discipline and stop looting and demolishing houses the moment they surrender. I don't want the attacking team to be attacking cities and strongholds in the front while worrying about rebellion from the surrendered soldiers in the rear."

"Instead of worrying about the soldiers, it is better to worry about the gentry in various places. We have already thought of ways to solve such a small problem as the soldiers. Please look at the parade ground." An Lushan took out a monocular telescope and handed it to him.

Liu, Guan and Zhang took it and looked into the distance. The originally empty training ground was suddenly filled with soldiers.

More than 20,000 surrendered soldiers took off their military uniforms, leaving only a plain piece of clothing, and clutched a piece of white cloth in their hands, looking like a group of refugee soldiers who had washed their whole bodies.

They let down all their guard and looked around blankly at the Beiwei soldiers. Even if the Beiwei soldiers chose to kill the surrendered soldiers on the spot, they would have no power to resist.

Suddenly, the sound of war drums was heard on the training ground, and shouts of "blindfold" came like waves. All the prisoners obeyed the order and raised white cloth to cover their eyes.

Anyone who tries to be clever or fails to pass the blindfold test will be caught by the strict Beiwei Army and beaten with ten sticks, stripped of his military qualifications, and demoted to a labor camp to do hard labor for ten days.

The cries of pain from being beaten with sticks came one after another, and no one dared to say a word.

This was the first lesson the Beiwei Army taught the surrendered soldiers.

Obey the orders of the Beiwei Army. Those who disobey will be severely punished!
When all the opportunistic "smart guys" were eliminated in one round, the prisoners had been standing on the parade ground for two quarters of an hour.

Of course, this wasn't the end of it. A group of Beiwei soldiers carrying wooden barrels slowly passed through the gaps in the prisoners' ranks, occasionally raising brushes dipped in water to paint the captives' blindfolds...

Beiwei soldiers do not care about status, height, weight or size. They just click when they feel like it, sometimes they click continuously, and sometimes they click only after seven or eight people have passed.

Another four quarters of an hour passed, and the prisoners present had become dressed in a variety of colors, except for the blindfold, which was of a single color.

"Take off the veil now, see what color it has been dyed, and then assemble under the flag in front of the school field!"

The Beiwei Army's orders were as firm as a mountain, and the captives had no choice but to obey them.

They took off the veils and were surprised to find that their colors were different from those in front, behind, left and right. Some were vermilion, some were jet black, some were indigo, and some were even undyed and still flawless pure white.

The acquaintances looked at each other, and they all knew that the other party had been assigned a different color. The originally close connection was suddenly severed.

Five large flags stood in front of the parade ground, black, white, red, yellow and blue, and hundreds of large pots of steaming grain were emitting steam.

"Gather under our banner!"

The grassroots soldiers didn't have much resistance. They could see the steaming iron pot and at least have some hot rice and noodles to eat.

Instead, the middle and upper-level generals were panicking——

The Beiwei Army had no intention of killing the surrendered soldiers, but this random act of disbanding the organization was intended to seize the military power from these generals!

Since they don’t get enough military pay on weekdays, the generals have to eat another round.

With a staff of several thousand people, they could only afford to support a few hundred personal soldiers, and the rest only needed to be paid enough to keep them from starving. But now they were about to lose control of even their personal soldiers.

Some people wanted to speak out to stop it, but when the words were on the tip of their tongues, they were scared back by the sharp knives.

Even if they chose to submit to the tyranny of the Beiwei Army, the complex changes in their expressions and differences in their movements were still noticed by others.

Any general who made any small move was "invited" out of the ranks by swords and could no longer interfere in military affairs.

After several rounds of "sifting the sands", the organization was broken up, relatives and friends were removed, and weak soldiers who were just filling in the numbers were eliminated. The remaining 25,000 were randomly divided into five parts.

They will be mixed into the loyal Liao army of 30,000, with three leading two, to carry out the orders of the Beiwei Army.

Therefore, excluding the 3,000 cavalrymen who were pursuing southward, the main force troops gathered in Dengzhou had reached 55,000.

The headquarters decided to split the troops into two groups. One group consisted of 35,000 main forces, which would march south on a certain day to attack important towns along the way. The other group, led by 15,000, would march eastward to attack cities such as Weihaiwei, and then fight along the coastal line all the way to southern Shandong, cooperating with the main force to capture the two prefectures of Deng and Lai.

The remaining troops stayed in the vicinity of Dengzhou to support the transportation of more food and fodder.

Considering that the Dengzhou branch has to rely on its own strength to conquer the Shandong territory, it can already independently create a legion and receive legion war zone rewards.

The idiots had another heated discussion about the name and flag of the legion, and decided to continue with the name of the previous Lunan Uprising.

"Red Turban Army".

As for the flag, of course we have to choose one that is funny and can resonate with the brothers.

Thus, a red flag with a yellow border came into being.

The red iron fist with a shining red star at the bottom is wrapped in a yellow gear, as if pulling the star's tail of light upwards, giving people a sense of positive power and vitality.

……

The Red Turban Army had just completed its initial reorganization when Lu Wenjin fled into Laizhou in a panic.

Although the life-and-death crisis was temporarily resolved and the government troops gradually gathered thousands of troops, they would next face the rebels who had been freed from their shackles.

Lu Wenjin had heard before that the Beiwei Army was fearless and brave, but now that he had personally experienced the pain of defeat, he realized that the rumors were true.

Although the Laizhou City had held off the Dongjiang Town rebels for half a year ten years ago, he didn't dare to think that it could hold out for a few rounds against the Beiwei Army.

(End of this chapter)