Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 58 Transport Captain

"Lü Xiaobu" took a closer look and saw that the muscular men who were bending over and squatting on the ground to pick and choose had " " on their heads. They must be players or someone else.

It should be noted that players will only plunder the battlefield in an unorganized and undisciplined manner under one circumstances - when the war ends.

"Damn! The battle is over, there are no more heads to be salvaged!"

Lu Xiaobu took off his helmet and threw it to the ground.

He had previously logged off to ask his group members, and the response he got was that the game hadn't started yet. But now it was already over, and all his enthusiasm for running all the way here was wasted.

"Why the hell! Why don't you wait until we're all here before fighting?"

"Fortunately, it seems that our sacrifice has been effective." Liu Changsheng felt very relieved.

"Oh my God, if I had known earlier I wouldn't have given away my life during the reconnaissance. Looks like I won't be able to get the limited edition custom suit." Wu Litou sighed bitterly.

"Be optimistic. You won't get the limited prize even if you join the battle, and you won't die in battle and waste your life." Lu Xiaobu's comforting words made "Wu Litou" stiffen his fists.

"Although we didn't participate in the decisive battle, we did put in a lot of effort in the armed reconnaissance. Is it okay to share some of the spoils?"

The breakthrough player rushed into the battlefield on his own, randomly selected a dead soldier to start looting, and other newly arrived players also started "new battles".

Lu Xiaobu originally wanted to get some good stuff, but during the previous reconnaissance operation, he lost the chain mail he had worked so hard to get, and now he was in a weak state without armor.

He glanced up and saw a familiar name above a player's head.

"Huang Zilong"?
Lu Xiaobu looked at it in surprise for a while. The "clay man" covered in mud was squatting in front of a corpse and searching it.

"Hey, brother!"

Lu Xiaobu patted his brother's shoulder. The latter turned his head and saw that except for the eyes and nose, the rest of his skin was covered with mud.

"Why, why did you come after the battle?"

"You think I don't want to come earlier? The main base is too damn far from here."

"You guys are late. Everyone has basically looted all the spoils." Huang Zilong said.

"Damn! Our team needs to buy a few horses from now on, and preferably a carriage too. Then we can hire a few NPCs to drive for us. While they're on their way, we can just hang out and play other games. Hey, wouldn't that be wonderful!"

"You can brag all you want. This isn't a horse-producing border area. Inside the border, an ordinary horse costs 10 to 20 taels of silver, and a good one starts at 50 taels. If you want to carry several people, you'll have to use two horses in rotation, and then you have to factor in the carriage and the driver's wages. Tsk tsk..."

"Look at the bigger picture. What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?" Lu Xiaobu said. "Besides, every time we turn in the spoils of war, each person gets a few taels of silver. Sometimes it's more than ten or twenty taels. We can save it up. It's enough for everyone to share among the group."

"But this time, the beggar army really made a fortune - the government troops, like the transport captain, sent us supplies, mules and horses, and also sent us a group of well-trained soldiers."

Huang Zilong pointed to the overturned supply carts not far away, the mules and horses grazing on weeds, and the piles of weapons and armor piled up like mountains.

One can tell at a glance how rich the harvest of this battle is.

"What do you mean? How many surrendered soldiers did the Beggar Army take in this time?"

"It seems to be around 4,000 people. There are less than 1,000 battalion soldiers and more than 3,000 local militia."

"Why only 4,000? Didn't the chat group say the government army had 12,000 soldiers?"

"They all ran away. We have no cavalry, so we can't catch many of them." Huang Zilong squatted down again and fumbled in the arms of the corpse.

"Oh, what did the allies say? How much did they get?" Lu Xiaobu also squatted down.

"They didn't ask for a share of the prisoners, just some weapons and food supplies. They said we started the battle, and they were there to help, so they didn't ask for more troops."

"Wow, this army is quite sensible."

"Oh, right." Huang Zilong seemed to remember something and took out a package from his pocket and handed it over, "Here, your things."

Lu Xiaobu took it and looked at it. Although there was some mud and dirt on the outside, it was generally intact. The only thing missing was the Molotov cocktail... "Don't look at me like that. The fight was too intense and some things were broken. I'll just have to use it."

Huang Zilong thought that he just used the Molotov cocktail casually, and as for the barbecue ingredients, sugar and other things that were damaged in the containers, it was because he deliberately used the packages to block several attacks.

"I didn't expect you to have kept it well. Okay, okay, okay."

Lu Xiaobu smiled faintly, then took out a well-packaged candy from the package and stuffed it into Huang Zilong's arms.

Then he added quietly, "Shipping fee for the courier."

"Oh?" Huang Zilong weighed the sugar. It was worth a lot of money.

Looking at Lu Xiaobu's slightly embarrassed expression, Huang Zilong smiled knowingly, and everything was said without words.

"Go wash up quickly. You're all dirty. If the sugar is covered in mud, you won't be able to sell it at a good price." Lu Xiaobu snatched the candy bag from Huang Zilong, which was still wet in the paper.

"Fuck you! Just giving me a good time is your reward, right?"

"Haha, I'm Lu Xiaobu, the one who talks a lot of nonsense and rarely tells the truth. If I don't lie to you a few times, it would be a deviation from my character..."

"Hey, kid. I told you once, and you still hold a grudge!"

Huang Zilong went to the river and took off most of his clothes, scrubbing off the mud while tidying up his appearance.

"By the way, what are they doing?"

Lu Xiaobu stuffed the prop package into his arms and gestured to the scene a few hundred steps away.

Thousands of people of unknown origin, mixed with the noises of players, slowly gathered into several hollow square formations. In the formations, temporary platforms were built with wooden boxes, and players with loud voices stood on them.

"We've just recruited the surrendered soldiers, so naturally we need to reorganize them. It's time for us to advance into a regular army..."

The militia suffered little loss in this battle, and players who suffered heavy losses were resurrected immediately after death, and would be able to rush over and reunite with the main force in a few days.

After incorporating the surrendered soldiers, the total strength of the coalition forces reached 10,000 people.

Both the coalition's command system and the organization issues from the players down need to be resolved urgently.

According to the "keyboard politics expert" who often talks about military affairs in the chat group, all 10,000 coalition forces have been reorganized according to the main base model.

There are ten people in a group, three groups form a team, three teams form a sentry, three sentries form a battalion, but five battalions form an infantry regiment.

Each infantry regiment included auxiliary personnel and officers, totaling about two thousand people.

The coalition forces are divided into five infantry regiments, one of which is commanded by the ally, and the remaining four are controlled by the player.

In addition, the ratio of food and weapons for soldiers must be subdivided, and all personnel under the coalition forces must be divided into different treatment levels.

From low to high, they are militia/village soldiers, auxiliary soldiers/mortal auxiliary troops, combat soldiers/infantry attendants, temporarily divided into three sequences.

After all, there are no soldiers who have reached the level of "infantry attendants" at the moment, and even the newly recruited battalion soldiers can only be counted as auxiliary soldiers.

Since the allies claimed to be from northern Shaanxi but did not reveal which specific rebel army they were from, the players unanimously decided to call them the "Northern Army."

After rectifying the command and organization issues, the allies also decided to follow the players and cause trouble in southern Henan in the name of "Beggar Army".

A victory is certainly cause for celebration, but it can also lead to even more terrifying threats.

The Ming court will send stronger and more numerous troops to encircle and suppress the Qihuo Army, whose prestige is growing.

A huge strategic problem lies before the players.

How should they deal with the encirclement of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops?

(End of this chapter)