Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 66: Evil thing, die! die!

As the Qihuo Army flags were hung throughout the city, the Battle of Xinyang ended with the Qihuo Army's complete victory.

The messenger immediately went offline to exchange information, and by the way, exported a batch of "handsome moments" taken during the battle, and then went online to inform teammates in the same group.

Although Xinyang City was the farthest from Shangcheng, the Western Expedition Corps was the second to capture the city.

The last in the ranking is the infantry regiment that attacked Gwangju, which only just broke through the city gate.

In just ten days, the Qihuo Army successively captured five cities: Guangzhou, Guangshan, Luoshan, Xinyang and Xixian.

The most inward-looking one was the Northern Expedition Corps, which not only took Luoshan County at the speed of light, but also crossed the Huai River to seize Xi County, which was outside the mission, and the nearby Zhenyang Inspection Office.

This "professionalism" is comparable to working overtime late at night in the hot summer without turning on the air conditioner, not eating the company's meals, and even not asking for overtime pay.

This makes other players, especially the "Gwangju Corps" which is the worst at siege, look very weak.

"Okay, okay, even without rewards, we still have to compete, right?"

Lu Xiaobu commented that these players are "playing thieves" and are even more hateful than labor scabs.

"After taking these cities, what should we do next? The main quest seems to be unchanged, and the objectives are still to capture cities and digest the territory."

Players who like to use their brains in the "Western Expedition" gathered on the wall to discuss how to deal with Xinyang City and its surrounding rural areas.

Although everyone usually talks about Paradox games, strategy games, Mount & Blade games, and political events in great detail, they all wish they could paint all the land on the earth the same color.

But when it came time for them to come up with ideas, they were all speechless.

After all, managing the territory is a serious matter—

Few players have worked as organizers during their student days, and few have become small supervisors in medium or large companies, managing dozens of people.

The reason why most players give up the "decision-making power" is not because they are afraid of being laughed at for their childish and stupid remarks, but because they don't want to become the material for "professional bosses" to show off and get slapped in the face.

The player’s life motto is to prevent others from showing off successfully.

"We have captured several cities in succession. The reputation of the Qihuo Army should spread throughout the Central Plains. I believe that heroes from all walks of life will soon come to join us, and we will continue to grow bigger and stronger."

"If Zhu Youjian, the master of micromanipulation, got wind of this, he'd be furious and force the government troops south to attack us... I heard that Xiong Wencan, the premier of six provinces, has over a hundred thousand troops under his command. Even if he sent a few tens of thousands of them to attack us, we wouldn't be able to withstand them."

"How about confiscating their property and taking a bunch of money and grain, then breaking up into a dozen guerrilla groups and going around hunting down the local tyrants?"

"That's too tiring. It would be more interesting if we could unite as a main force and confront the enemy head-on."

"Some people suggested building a bastion on the north bank of the Huai River, so that the main force of the government troops would be killed under the bastion."

"You're overthinking it. It takes at least half a year to build a bastion, and this is a small one."

"Instead of building a new one, we're fortifying the newly conquered county town on the north bank of the Huai River and deploying a bastion defense system around the city."

"Then the question is, suppose I were the government army, and I used 10,000 men to pin down your bastion, and the main force crossed the Huai River to attack your base, how would you respond?"

"Then I will crawl out through the tunnel and launch a surprise attack on the siege troops. Once the siege troops are dispersed, I will turn around and reunite with my allies to attack your government troops from both sides."

"Ridiculous! How will you respond if I activate the long-held 'Homecoming Group' trap card? When the government troops cross the Huai River, all the gentry and landlords loyal to the Ming Dynasty will riot."

"Then I'll activate my magic card to negate your trap card. Every poor person is our helper!"

"You're quite right, but how are you going to summon a high-star monster using a bunch of low-star monster cards?"

"Activate all magic cards in your hand! Eliminate land annexation, punish corrupt officials, carry out extensive propaganda at the grassroots level, and establish literacy classes to improve literacy rates."

"Then you're making an enemy of the gentry and landlords. This is the seventeenth century, when the gentry shared the world, not the twentieth century, which has been influenced by new ideas for over a hundred years."

"No! I summon the ultimate monster card - the Fourth Calamity! Each of us players is a seed of thought. One person can inspire ten or a hundred people. How many more people can we inspire with more than a thousand people, and even more players in the future?" "Damn it, you actually found my flaw! Then I will activate the magic card fusion, and fuse the gentry and landlords who defected to the Qing Dynasty with the traitorous profiteers to become the strongest monster card.

Hahaha, the whole world will be plunged into the vast ocean of war between barbarian nobles and gentry, and I will have the strongest homecoming group! "

"What's there to fear from a cricket, a paper tiger? I'll also activate my Fusion Card to summon the strongest monster. The Chuang Army and the Western Army will inevitably become allies in the face of a common enemy, and they will eventually fight together under the command of my Beggar Army. Let's see who's stronger, you barbarians and gentry, or the Ultimate Forms of our peasant army!"

"Ta! Ta!"

The two players were hit on the head one by one.

"If you want to play cards, go offline and play instead of going crazy here."

"Sorry, we were just addicted to playing cards and couldn't help ourselves."

"Let's get back to the point. We've interrogated several officials from the Ministry of Experience, and we've discovered that 75% of the Xinyang Garrison's farmland has been appropriated—garrison officers, local gentry, even the princes have gotten involved. Everyone wants land, but the military households are few and far between."

"Seventy-five percent? Are you sure you're right?"

"It's absolutely true. We've already sent people to the surrounding areas to verify the encroachment. We'll just have to wait for the data to be compiled."

"Then you must be careful to protect the archives. Those landowners are sure to cause trouble."

"Don't worry, the actual location where the data is stored is not public. Even among us, few people know the exact location."

"But it's not a big deal. If all the information is burned, then it means the other party is ungrateful. We can immediately make a list of suspects and start a counter-terrorism roll call, and kill them all."

"It's time to hold a meeting to put a damper on the arrogance of the powerful."

……

Xinyang of the Western Expedition Corps was the first to organize the conference.

On that day, a five-foot-high wooden platform was built near the official road outside Xinyang City. It was long and wide enough for twenty people to stand on the same platform.

Soldiers and civilians who heard the news came from all directions and surrounded the wooden platform tightly. The lively and noisy scene was like a festival celebration.

The people all wanted to see what a spectacle it would be when the Beggars' Army executed the criminals.

There was a surge of people outside Xinyang City, and the players responsible for maintaining order had to form a human wall and draw a cordon to prevent people from approaching.

People were also sent to use lime powder to divide the area near the trial platform into observation areas, leaving clear aisles.

Those who are close to the water get the moon first, and the first to grab the best viewing positions are local urban and rural residents.

Seeing that the front row of venues was full, people later simply climbed onto the roof of the gatehouse outside the city, or climbed onto the branches of the trees to look into the distance. Even the city walls were crowded with noisy spectators.

The sharp-tongued vendors squeezed in and out of the crowd, loudly hawking all kinds of refreshments, snacks, and daily necessities. Some even carried "yellow" pamphlets, cautiously revealing a corner and asking the onlookers one by one if they wanted any.

Estimating that the time for the public trial had arrived, the host of the conference walked out of Xinyang surrounded by dozens of armored players.

Seeing the leader of the Beggar Army appear, the people who were originally testing the restricted line took several steps back and consciously made way for a wide pedestrian passage.

Following closely behind the player's team are officials of all ranks, gentry and landlords, as well as some ruffians who have been causing trouble for the people for many years.

The sinner's clothes were torn to shreds, and his unkempt hair was scattered like a ball of black hay.

If anyone stopped, they would be beaten hard by the accompanying players, "Stop pretending to be dead, move on!"

"Zhang Shaoping, you old thief, you will die a horrible death!"

A young soldier raised a stick high in the air and roared with extreme hatred, startling the people around him.

(End of this chapter)