Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 37 Translation Translation What is surprise?
In the summer of the eleventh year of Chongzhen, the sun was shining brightly in Shangcheng and the weather was clear, making it a good season for traveling and camping.

The uneven 800 county troops walked on the official road leading to the dilapidated area.

Mr. Zhao, who personally participated in the battle, sat on a bamboo chair held shoulder to shoulder by two people, with two people beside him holding umbrellas to shade him from the sun.

Mr. Zhao did not trust the thief who had just surrendered. Instead, he sent a few fast horses to scout the "den of thieves" that the thief mentioned. Sure enough, he saw traces of a group of thieves' activities.

Only then did they mobilize most of the county's armed forces to suppress the bandits.

Master Zhao was in the back half of the queue, and in front of him were the battalion soldiers and the strong squad. Most of them were well-equipped and had relatively rich combat experience. Some were even equipped with powerful crossbows and muskets.

The militiamen of civilian origin were mixed in with the group. Their weapons and equipment were simple spears and machetes, and ordinary cotton-padded clothes and straw sandals.

Once the entire army stops to set up camp, the militiamen will gather together according to their respective villages to cook and not mix with the real soldiers.

These 800 people seemed to be put together from nowhere and had no running-in training, but they were a very powerful punch in the county.

When ordinary bandits heard that the county army of 800 people was going to war, they were frightened and surrendered.

But that damn beggar has not sent any "envoy" to surrender yet, and he looks stubborn and determined to fight to the death.

If it weren't for those damned beggars wreaking havoc in the county town, Mr. Zhao's son would be alive right now, lying at home, drinking iced sweet water, eating delicious fruit, and listening to elegant tunes...

But the leisurely life was shattered.

You damn thieves don’t stay in the mountain stronghold and have to run out to cause chaos in the place. Then I’ll let you see what the thundering wrath of an entire county is!
Grain farmers and farms in nearby areas all sent food, wine and meat to the "anti-bandit army", and Master Zhao accepted them all. Even from the villages that did not take the initiative to send gifts, he sent people to ask for food.

Mr. Zhao was not stingy with the "collected" grain and took out half of the "tribute" to distribute to the soldiers.

First, he instructed each village to express its attitude to reduce the financial and food pressure of this expedition; second, he asked all soldiers to have enough food and drink to maintain high morale so that they would fight to the death to kill the bandits.

Some people obeyed and did as they were told, while others pretended to obey but actually disobeyed. In some villages, food was indeed delivered, but the amount of food and vegetables was completely negligible.

Among them is Yangjiazhai, which has been the most popular in recent days.

It is said that the leader of this village was named Li. He had previously united the able-bodied men from dozens of villages to chop wood into weapons and flattened the Black Wind Village.

Mr. Zhao couldn't believe that only a few hundred strong men could defeat a hundred bandits. It can be seen that Mr. Li has extremely strong military talents.

Mr. Li used the money, grain and supplies collected to recruit refugees and servants, acting like a local tyrant.

If Mr. Zhao had not been afraid that this person would take away the credit, he would have wanted to join forces with Mr. Li to fight the enemy together.

In addition, there is another mysterious version about Mr. Li——

Rumor has it that Master Li was actually a Taoist priest who lived in seclusion in the mountains. As soon as he came down the mountain, he used mud to conjure up hundreds of fierce soldiers. Not only did he pacify the Black Wind Village, he also wiped out several gangs of bandits in the surrounding areas.

Mr. Zhao immediately denied this unfounded rumor, saying that it was just the result of reading too many weird novels. How could powerful soldiers and generals appear out of thin air?

If Mr. Li really had this ability, he would have led the people to attack the county city and proclaimed himself king long ago. Why would he hide at the foot of the mountain and settle the refugees?
Mr. Zhao secretly cursed the people for being vulgar and daring to believe such nonsense.

Mr. Zhao also knew that this rumor was not groundless, and it might be a propaganda campaign by the cult leader before his rebellion.

However, Mr. Zhao's current enemy is a beggar thief, so the "suspect" like Mr. Li can be put aside for the time being. It will not be too late to deal with Mr. Li slowly after the anti-thief operation is victorious.

Mr. Zhao looked back at the militia he had formed. He was very satisfied with the 800 men in total, especially the combination of battalion soldiers and strong squads.

He remembered that in the early years, when thousands of unruly people rioted, he only needed to send one or two hundred government troops to support them, and hundreds of local militiamen to act as wings, and he could easily defeat tens of thousands of unruly people.

It is common to see hundreds of government troops chasing tens of thousands of bandits for dozens of miles. In recent years, the powerful rebels were also defeated by the imperial court.

It can be seen that the reputation of all bandits is greater than their strength. Master Zhao is very confident that this group of beggars will definitely kneel down under the 800 troops in front and behind him.

The reason why Mr. Zhao personally participated in the war was because he had a "great" dream -

At present, the Ming Dynasty was facing internal and external troubles. Bandits were causing trouble inside the country, and the Jiannu people outside the country were encroaching on the country's territory. The country had to use troops to fight everywhere and raise food and money.

If one wants to stand out at this time, it is extremely important to leave an impression of military talent in front of the current emperor.

Although he resigned from his official position and returned home, he always paid attention to the general situation in the world and had seen many low-level officials rise rapidly by virtue of their "knowledge of military affairs."

So when an opportunity presented itself that he believed was certain to win, Master Zhao would reach out and seize it firmly. He turned to look at the "leader" on the flank of the team, who had just fainted and was only able to stand up after being immediately supported by those behind him.

Mr. Zhao cursed inwardly, saying that such a traitor who betrayed his brothers could not be allowed to live.

After we kill all the beggars, we will get rid of this guy as well!
……

A breeze blew, blowing up the fallen leaves behind Liu Changsheng, and the leaves of the surrounding forests moved in the wind, rustling.

The summer morning sun shines obliquely through the gaps in the leaves of the mountain forest. Rays of light illuminate the flying insects and dust in the air, making it look like a static landscape painting.

The sound of birds singing in the distance can be heard from time to time, making this forest and mountain road look like a paradise on earth.

After a while, a burst of clear bird calls rang out in the forest, with ups and downs and continuous sounds, like a chorus of a bird band in the mountains.

Nature is so harmonious and beautiful that Liu Changsheng even wants to blend in with it and play music and sing along.

A player, wearing a ghillie suit, crawled out of the woods. "Just received news! The enemy has passed the old crooked tree and is not far from here!"

"The enemy is about to enter the ambush circle, everyone prepare to fight!"

The notice of full military alert was passed on to all players through word of mouth from other players.

Only then did Liu Changsheng realize the true role of the undercover agent - as long as the undercover agent goes offline and then comes back online, he can complete an instant and accurate communication across distance.

"Liu Changsheng" saw "Zhang Xianzhong" crawling out of the disguise of fallen leaves and slowly standing up leaning against a rough tree trunk.

He heard his teammates behind him crawling out from the pile of branches, and scattered gravel slid off their bodies, making a rustling sound.

The woods on both sides of the road gradually showed vague figures. Players carefully shook off the debris on their bodies and held their weapons tightly at their waists to avoid affecting the fierce battle that was about to begin.

There were nearly a thousand troops from the county town, lined up in sparse columns and appearing in sight not far away.

Before the battle broke out, "Liu Changsheng" suddenly seemed to think of something, and immediately exited the game at the speed of light, opened the built-in music software in the game cabin, skillfully set a delayed playback, and then entered the game again.

As the bandits walked into the center of the ambush circle, delayed music began to play. The battlefield music that beat like drums seemed to hit his heart, gradually evoking the fighting spirit and excitement deep in his soul.

This reminded him of the high blood of the "retreating dwarves" who killed the giant.

"The county soldiers are coming!"

Huang Zilong beside him tried his best to suppress the volume of his voice. His trembling voice was mixed with nervousness and excitement, like a tiger crouching in the grass, trying hard to suppress its hunting instinct.

Liu Changsheng gripped the steel knife tightly and took a few steps forward, arriving at a relatively dense area. At this point, he could clearly see the enemy soldiers' formation with his naked eyes.

Hundreds of armed county soldiers swept through the corridor between the mountains and forests for hundreds of meters, like a black fish gradually diving into a yellowish bamboo basket.

Half of the soldiers in the county have entered the circle!
This was the first time that Liu Changsheng participated in a 99.9% realistic fighting battlefield. He couldn't help but breathe in excitement, and his limbs were trembling from the burning hot blood.

He gripped his sword tightly and began to warm up on the spot.

The exciting and passionate music echoed in his ears. He kept standing up, squatting, twisting his wrists and ankles, and every joint in his body felt the warmth brought by the warm-up movements.

Lu Xiaobu and Huang Zilong beside him whispered quietly. Huang Zilong patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. This is just a game. Turn down the pain so that it won't hurt when we fight later."

"Yeah." Liu Changsheng nodded, but he did not lower his pain sensitivity.

He was not afraid, and was even eager to try. This was a sensory test for him to regain his legs, so how could he let it go easily?

He looked around and saw that all the players were ready for battle, holding their swords, guns, and bows tightly.

Some people were gasping for breath due to extreme excitement, some could not suppress the murderous intent rising in their hearts, and some had ferocious faces and tightly grasped two iron axes, their chests rising and falling with their breathing, and the impending ambush made them tremble all over.

Until most of the county's troops entered the encirclement coverage, the player's roar resounded, "Kill!"

Along with the deafening shouts and cries of killing, several violent explosions suddenly sounded in front of the county soldiers' road. Several tall tree trunks fell one after another, piling up in front of them to form an insurmountable obstacle.

(End of this chapter)