Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 79 These are your brothers!

The strong wind from the sky was howling all around, and the bleak autumn wind rushed into the seams of clothes. "Liu Guanzhang" stood in a bamboo basket dozens of meters above the ground, overlooking the vast land.

As the commander defending the city, he will command the entire army from a bird's-eye view.

There are three other players in the same bamboo basket.

One was responsible for shooting from above to accumulate materials for large scenes, one was holding a bow and arrow and shooting downwards, and one was playing the pipa to entertain his brothers in the same bamboo basket.

Countless government troops were active within sight.

At first, the government troops were deeply shocked by the "man-carrying balloon" floating above Xi County, and the follow-up troops were stationed twenty miles away for a whole day.

Only after the government troops confirmed that the "magic spherical kite" was harmless did they gather a large army to surround Xi County.

The number of government troops was huge and terrifying, like a group of migrating yaks, completely surrounding Xi County, which was located south of the Huai River, on three sides.

The warm sun of late autumn shines on the earth, shining on the heavy armor of the government troops, reflecting a cold light that flickers and dims, like a long dragon opening and closing its eyes in the middle of the night.

There were about 60,000 auxiliary troops, militiamen, and combat soldiers, countless battle flags of various colors, and thousands of cavalry and infantry galloping back and forth.

The roars of soldiers, the sound of war drums and horns, the clash of armor, the neighing of war horses, the fluttering of battle flags in the wind, the air was filled with murderous screams.

"Liu Guanzhang" lowered his head and looked around, and an indescribable pressure came over him, making him feel chest tightness, shortness of breath and rapid breathing.

If it were an ordinary rebel army, seeing the formation of tens of thousands of government troops, they would probably be frightened and turn around and flee.

However, commanding the entire army at such a high level always feels like playing a Total War game.

"This is a true decisive battle! This is the strength of the Ming Dynasty that I imagined! This is a peak showdown between tough men! Even from dozens of meters above me, I can still feel the momentum of the government troops. They are worthy of being a unified dynasty. Even when they are almost dead, they still have such a powerful momentum."

"The battle formations of tens of thousands of soldiers are so spectacular! If I were there at the Battle of Xiangji Temple, I'd be so excited that my pants would get soaked!"

A player closed his eyes and fantasized, "I'm the commander of a hundred thousand troops. I stand on a high slope, commanding the view from above, with senior generals serving as mounts for my telescope. When I'm thirsty, generals offer me teacups, and when I'm hungry, generals bring me plates. With a single word, I command tens of thousands of strong men to crush the enemy. The victorious army raises its arms and shouts, then drapes a yellow robe over me and proclaims me His Majesty the Emperor..."

"You are currently acting as a mount for my telescope."

"Gan!"

The player showed a look of astonishment and disgust as if a cockroach was crawling on his shoulder, and quickly shook his shoulders to get rid of the monocular telescope that the new commander-in-chief had set up.

"Chachachacha! I finally managed to create this fantasy character, and you're the one showing off first!"

"Don't worry, brother. You made a telescope mount for the Marshal. According to your own words, you are at least a senior officer."

"Senior officer sounds good. Oh no! You should be the senior officer, I'm the commander-in-chief! Call me commander-in-chief!"

The boy's childish and incompetent rage made the other two laugh so hard that one of them almost jumped over the bamboo basket and fell down.

"See, I told you that words can kill people. You almost made your teammates laugh to death with just a few words." Liu Guanzhang added lightly, but it was like a powerful armor-piercing whisper that went straight to the opponent's weakness.

"Fuck!" The player named "Luo Dachui" seemed to be choked by a mouthful of salt soda and couldn't say a word for a long time.

He held it in for a long while before raising his hand and hitting himself in the face.

This caused the players nearby to quickly persuade him, "Brother Hammer, don't do this, don't do this, people's intelligence is different."

"Nima!"

"Liu Guan Zhang" chuckled and immediately turned his attention to the guards on the wall who were on full alert.

In this battle, the total number of combat troops defending the city was 5,000. The civilians who remained in the county town only helped to chop firewood, boil water, and carry equipment, and were not counted as combatants.

The players on the wall looked relaxed and at ease, looking down on the government troops that outnumbered them by several times. Their minds were filled with the excitement of killing monsters.

Huang Zilong and his friends stayed in the newly built fortress protruding from the corner of the county wall, with hundreds of people around them cooperating in the battle.

"Well, what's that?"

Hearing Huang Zilong's voice, Lu Xiaobu quickly took out a telescope to observe.

The government army's position pushed out several modified shield carts, and the dilapidated wooden wheels creaked as they rolled over the muddy road until they slowly stopped after about a hundred steps out of the formation.

Hundreds of government troops armed with spears and shields surrounded several shield carts.

"Thieves in the city, open your eyes and take a good look. Do you recognize the men in the car? I'll give you half an hour to think it over. If you don't open the city and surrender, your commander will die!"

The sound of the loud voices echoed across the flat ground, echoing throughout the battlefield. Several wooden carts were supported by strong hardwood logs, and several ragged men were tied to the logs.

Some people hung their heads as if they had lost their souls, while others opened their eyes wide but showed no sign of pain.

Some were still conscious, yelling, "Damn you lackeys of the imperial court! My righteous brothers will defeat you in no time! You think this little torture will make me surrender and cry out for the door? Wishful thinking! I'm not the Emperor Zhu Qizhen!"

The man was swearing, and the surrounding soldiers couldn't stand it anymore. They picked up their spears and stabbed them into the man's calf.

However, this penetrating wound, which is extremely painful for ordinary people, did not cause any pain to the man, and he even wanted to do it again.

The man suddenly lowered his head as if he had fainted, but after a moment he regained his energy and started cursing.

It's just that the amount of curse words used this time was particularly shocking. "Your Zhu Ming dynasty will not last for many days. I, the Qihuo Army, am here to punish the criminals and resist the Zhu Ming tyranny. This is truly the will of heaven!"
You, Zhu Ming, have turned our ancestors' foundation into a piece of junk today. You are collecting empty salaries and sucking the blood of soldiers. The poor people have no money, but you still try your best to squeeze their money. Zhu Baba will be so angry that he will jump out of his coffin!

"Quickly take off your armor and kneel down to surrender to our righteous army, and when the new dynasty is established, you will not lose your title of nobility, and the army will be safe and the people will be happy. Isn't that wonderful!"

"Kill him quickly!"

The general supervising the battle was deeply shocked by this outrageous statement.

He did not want to maintain the emperor's dignity, but was afraid that the words of drawing empty salaries, sucking the blood of soldiers, and extorting money from the poor would resonate with the soldiers from the lower classes.

As several spears pierced into Hong Xiuqing's buttocks, the latter's head tilted and he died completely.

"Oh my god, Hong Xiuqing didn't forget to persuade the enemy to surrender even in a desperate situation, and he was able to maximize his own value before his death!"

Huang Zilong couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Which one is you?" Lu Xiaobu looked at Zhang Xianzhong beside him.

Zhang Xianzhong, who had sacrificed his life and resurrected, quickly rushed to Xi County. He searched carefully and pointed at the third person from the left, "Here he is."

"It seems that if you abandon your old number, you won't die unless you're killed. You'll just lose consciousness, just like a robot losing power."

"Can you still switch numbers?"

"No." Zhang Xianzhong said firmly.

"Good boy, you've even tried it. Let me interview you. Looking at your familiar body from your past life, does it feel like Zhu Bajie eating a pig's trotter?"

"No." Zhang Xianzhong said this on the surface, but in his heart he felt a strange feeling as if someone was calling his name on the street and found that it was someone with the same name and surname.

Half an hour passed quickly. "Don't you care about your commander's life or death?!"

The government troops were somewhat puzzled. They were obviously threatening the life of the Beggar Bandits' commander-in-chief. Even if the Beggar Bandits elected new generals, some of the former commander-in-chief's confidants would be shaken, right?

However, this beggar not only did not care about the lives of the generals, but instead ordered his men to shoot arrows in protest, as if the bandits were enraged by the atrocities and their morale was even higher.

Another "hostage" who was AFK quickly regained consciousness, as if the previous stabbing death of Hong Xiuqing gave him great courage, or inspiration.

Yang Wenli proudly raised his injured head and shouted at the beggars in the city, "Brothers, leave us alone! Fire at us! Fire at us!"

Yang Wenli's firm and loud roar moved the militiamen to tears.

The militiamen knew that the Marshal had organized a group to assassinate the governor, but they never expected that the Marshal was taken to the front of the battlefield and tortured by the government troops, and he was still thinking about his teammates and the future of the Beggar Army!

Even the former government troops and current auxiliary troops who had been reorganized not long ago could not help but empathize deeply with the Beggars' Army, and an angry spirit of revenge surged in their heads.

Revenge for the Marshal!
"Let's use this crossbow as a sacrifice in its first battle... Oh no, let's fulfill the sincere wishes of Yang Wenli and others!" Dozens of players began to operate artillery and crossbows.

"You guys are firing at me, don't let me look down on you, at..."

As Yang Wenli roared his final cry, several cannonballs and crossbows were fired, and one of the cannonballs hit the wooden cart under Yang Wenli's feet.

The wooden carts shattered, the generals fell, and the "buffer" between the government army and the beggar army completely disappeared.

"Woo woo woo—" The sound of the battle horn resounded through the sky, and the government troops who had been waiting quietly suddenly became agitated.

The artillery in the government army's position opened fire first, and the shells streaked across the sky, leaving behind black trails.

Like an invisible network connecting all the player captains, the voice of Commander Liu, Guan, and Zhang resounded, "Watch out for the shells!"

(End of this chapter)