Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 60 Best of the Match

The armed elements of unknown origin actually broke through the scouts' cordon without any injuries. This is not like the style of the Beggars' Army, which is rough but meticulous!

Li Guo didn't have time to think about it, and immediately called over a hundred elite veterans to surround them, and then asked his adopted son to quickly notify the beggars' army.

As soon as he surrounded the transport team of hundreds of people, he heard the shouts of the beggar army coming one after another.

"Boss Li, you've surrounded the wrong people. These are our own people." Hong Xiuqing trotted over and said, "Tell your people to disperse. Family members shouldn't fight against family members."

"Really?" Li Guo hesitated slightly.

"It's more real than gold and silver." 'Hong Xiuqing' turned to look at the transport team. "You guys are the same. You don't even raise the flag of the beggar army."

"How would I know?" The player in charge of transportation complained. He had never dealt with the NPC army, so how could he know these practical details?

The resurrected players who followed the transport team, the new players who volunteered to fight, and the "tap water players" attracted by the players all joined the beggar army.

At this time, the total number of Beggar Army players reached nine hundred.

"What is being delivered this time?" Hong Xiuqing asked curiously, looking at the goods on the car.

"A thousand dan of grain, several hundred pairs of cloth and straw shoes, as well as chain mail, muskets, and helmets..."

The transport captain watched the NPC general lead his men away, and saw more and more players gathering around him, so he added loudly:

"The people in the house asked me to tell you something. The leader will lead the troops to take over Shangcheng County immediately. He will handle all matters related to the capture of the city. You don't need to fight eastward. Go to the west and north to capture cities and territories. The leader has already opened a mine in the mountains, and the weapons and equipment for secret support in the future will be better.

Also, I have good news for you: the custom suits and CS equipment awarded as main quest rewards are also loaded on the carriage, and new main quests will also have these rewards."

Players have long forgotten about things like "match-fixing" and "the mall needs a guide". Now nothing is more important than giving out rewards!
"Ohhh! Let me see what kind of suit it is!"

The players jumped and danced around the carriages, causing the other transport team members to burst out laughing, as if they were seeing macaques snatching food.

"Dongfeng Express will accomplish its mission! Guys! Those of you who have received your mission rewards, please come forward. I'm giving you my rewards!"

The transport captain howled with joy, then walked to a carriage, lifted the tarpaulin, and unloaded the wooden boxes one by one.

Opening them one by one, they were all standard throwing props, including stun grenades, grenades, incendiary bombs, smoke bombs, and bait bombs, all in sets and boxes.

The second batch of boxes contained stun guns and replacement ammunition batteries.

"If your name is called, please come forward and sign your name here after receiving your reward."

The transport captain took out a list and held a charcoal pencil in his right hand.

Every player whose name was called was beaming with joy, like a hard-working wage earner who heard the ringtone of a text message that his salary had arrived.

After signing his name on the receipt, he immediately hugged the wooden box containing the precious props and felt the envious eyes of his teammates on Zhou Haibian...

As the player felt a comfortable shiver all over his body, he felt that all the hard work and fatigue of working so hard these days were worth it.

"Damn, these look like modern props. The insignificant workshop at the main base isn't even a fraction of what the Peshawar Arsenal has. How could they possibly produce these things?"

"It's the setting, the game setting. The guide summons players using a spell like 'scattering beans to create soldiers.' Do you think the real Ming Dynasty had such fantasy elements? I can tell at a glance that this was a forced setting created by the planners for the sake of game fun. It would be easy to just add some flash grenades and stun guns."

"I think you're jealous of us getting the award, so you have to say something sarcastic."

"I'm not, I don't have it, you're talking nonsense!" The player shook his head desperately, turned around, and whimpered softly, "I want it too..."

Lu Xiaobu was also watching happily when he suddenly heard the name of Huang Zilong being called. Then he saw his good brother happily squeezing out with a box in his arms.

"No, buddy, you also got a special reward?" Lu Xiaobu's eyes widened, and his eyeballs were filled with disbelief.

"It can't be a custom-made suit, right?" Liu Changsheng also felt envious. His sleeves were almost torn off by his teeth. He was afraid that his brother would suffer, and also afraid that his brother would drive a Land Rover.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The breakthrough fighter waved his arms and punched the air in panic.

"Well, it's not a custom suit, but it's a stun gun."

Huang Zilong opened the box, and a flash of golden light blinded his companions' eyes. There was a loaded electric shock gun and three sets of spare ammunition parts.

"Wow! Golden Legend!"

"Fuck fuck fuck! Why isn't it mine? Oh God, you have such a cruel heart!"

With a click, Huang Zilong closed the wooden box. "I've seen enough. I'll let you play with it when I have the chance."

"Wow! Captain Huang, what are your next instructions? Corporal Lu Xiaobu will follow them!" Lu Xiaobu put his legs together and stretched them straight, looking like a soldier receiving instructions from his superiors.

"Me too!" The other teammates stood at attention beside Lu Xiaobu and answered in unison. "Yeah, yeah, not bad, not bad. We have nothing else to do right now, so let's all retreat."

As soon as Huang Zilong finished speaking, he heard a cry of surprise from the nearby players.

"Hurry, hurry! The MVP selection is about to begin, and the custom suits are about to be distributed!"

"Oh my god, hurry up and grab a good spot to watch!"

Lu Xiaobu ran away, and when he turned around, he swayed his body, and his swinging elbow accidentally and accurately hit Huang Zilong's cheek, making the latter's face chubby for a moment.

Thanks to his good balance, Huang Zilong did not fall down, otherwise it would have been terrible if the stun gun had been broken.

Damn it, Lu Xiaobu, he elbowed me accidentally on purpose, right?
The lively selection activities immediately attracted a large number of players. The players who hosted the event played suona, struck gongs, and some even performed street dance and acrobatics to enhance the atmosphere.

Even the Northern Army and the Beggar Army militia were attracted by the noisy and cheerful atmosphere of the players.

Li Guo finally discovered that this group of veterans from the Beggar Army could always find ways to have fun whenever they could, and every time they did, there was some fun.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by! The exciting selection event is about to begin! The mysterious custom suit will be revealed soon! Will this be a victory for the warriors, or the home turf for the European emperors? Will it be a feast for showing off, or a place for the unlucky ones to cry? Stay tuned for this selection event, and Sai Ma Lang will be your friendly commentator!"

The loud-voiced "horse racer" walked back and forth, holding a simple metal megaphone, to liven up the atmosphere.

He was originally an undercover player lurking at the grassroots level, but because he had a loud voice and was good at hosting events, he was forced to host several events.

He had previously held several "production and construction" evaluation conferences at the main base, and was now joining the transport team to attend them.

As the instrumental teams took the stage one by one to play elegant music, Saima Lang also looked at the "virtual list" projected on his palm and sang, "In the recent series of battles, the third best individual is Jiancao!"

The brother who "borrowed arrows with half his body" deliberately tied arrows on his legs, and the honorary title soon appeared above his head.

[Pretending to be awesome: showing off in front of the most people, and succeeding]

"Jiancao" felt like he was wrapped in a warm summer breeze. He excitedly rushed to the host, grabbed the loudspeaker and began to thank his parents and friends.

"Give it to me." Saima Lang pressed Jiancao's face and pushed him away, quickly retrieving the megaphone with his right hand. "How can I let you snatch away a professional host like me... The third prize is a set of fine cloth armor."

"Ah? Where's the custom suit you promised me?"

"No third place."

"Boiled!"

Jiancao's expectations were dashed, and he stamped his feet in anger, but the surrounding players all laughed out loud. They just liked to see others feel embarrassed when they were trying to show off but got caught in the middle of it.

Second Place - Su La

A sturdy, well-built man quickly rushed to the podium. He was carrying a musket, a bow, and a grappling hook. A sword and a crossbow were slung across his waist. His shoulders were covered in a layer of crude iron armor, making him look like a fully armed elite warrior.

[Jedi Man: Kill the most enemies and survive when surrounded by enemies]

Huang Zilong thought to himself, could this person be the "death soldier" who followed him to fight as a vanguard?
"This is your custom-made suit." Saimalang handed over a small wooden box and reminded everyone in front of him, "Watch the seal on the box to make sure it hasn't been touched."

"Thank you." Sula took the wooden box and examined it carefully. It didn't seem strange that a suit covering his entire body could be stuffed into the palm-sized box.

"I have to remind you, you have to think carefully about where you put it on. Once this thing is activated, there's no way to put it back. If it gets broken or damaged, there's no way to repair or replace it."

"Thanks for the reminder." Sula didn't choose to open it on the spot, but stuffed it into the wooden box and made plans later.

"Oh my! The runner-up actually chose to wear it later!" Saima Lang exclaimed excitedly, "Now let's give a round of applause to the final best individual winner—Wang Tutu."

[Benevolent and righteous, leading the team in kills and assists, and practicing a new interpretation of the teachings of Confucius and Mencius]

Huang Zilong was stunned when he heard this name. How come this guy always gets the first place?
Also, the best data is the best, what the hell is this new interpretation of Confucius and Mencius's teachings?

Is it the "righteousness" of smashing someone's head into their chest, or the "benevolence" of cutting someone in half with a knife?
Then Wang Tutu got the custom-made gift set that everyone envied. He should have opened the box to satisfy everyone's curiosity, but he stuffed it directly into his arms, just like Sula, trying to whet everyone's appetite.

Silent pretense is even more deadly.

"Impressed."

Huang Zilong, who didn't see the effect of the customized suit, felt as if ants were crawling all over his body. He looked down at the wooden box held against his chest, and suddenly felt that his electric shock gun was no longer effective.

"The awards ceremony isn't over yet. The best individual awards are complete. Next up is the new round of awards: the team with the best overall stats – the top-ranked team!"

"Huh? There's more? It's a team competition?"

(End of this chapter)