I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 230 Chaos (Part 1)

When players decide to create something, almost no one can stop them, and their abilities are exceptionally outstanding.

There are always people who think they are trash. However, players who have completed compulsory education, even if their exam scores are not very good, are still people who can read, have received education, have learned about China's long history, and have undergone standard military training.

They might jokingly call themselves "clumsy" or "unlucky," but their eyes light up like a scanner when they watch strategy videos.

These souls, forged by compulsory education, have long since developed the survival instinct of quick retrieval and cross-validation through the sea of ​​questions.

Back then, I could accurately locate similar question types in a stack of "53" question banks; now, I can pinpoint the key to a problem from a vast sea of ​​questions.

Every player has their own unique strengths. Some excel at strategic planning and can quickly find a breakthrough in complex game situations.

Some people are skilled at teamwork and can bring together players with different personalities and skills to maximize their combat effectiveness.

Others possess keen observation and reaction skills, enabling them to seize every opportunity in a rapidly changing game.

What type of operation is it to hack and slash down an entire street?
He is a decisive player who can accurately identify key points and then go all in without hesitation.

Just like now, when Kanjie sees an opportunity, he immediately mobilizes his friends and those of the players around him to invite them to participate in this "robbery".

What is the story of over thirty fully armored players in Waterladnoy?
It's a man-eating tiger.

More than thirty tigers travel together, and apart from an army and another tiger group, there are basically no groups that can stop them.

And when these tigers also lead a large pack of hungry guard dogs, they become even more ferocious.

The first prey of this group of man-eating beasts was a large grain store just three streets away from Old Jack's house. It had a three-story building with a shop in the front and a warehouse in the back, and could accommodate more than a hundred customers at the same time.

Such shops are basically products of noblemen and gentry; ordinary rich people and merchants cannot afford to set them up.

The reason is simple: they don't have that much grain. Only those with large tracts of land and countless hired laborers, tenant farmers, and serfs can have such power.

So when Kanjie led his men into the area that occupied almost half the street, they were met by about a hundred merchant guards wearing chainmail and equipped with muskets and longswords.

Half of these people were thugs employed by the business, "henchmen" kept by a certain member of parliament, and the other half were foreign mercenaries who were paid to fight for them.

The former are not good at fighting, but are extremely loyal and are equipped with arquebuses, while the latter are a group of desperate outlaws who are willing to risk their lives for money and are equipped with swords, shields and chainmail.

Just as Kan Jie got a clear look at them, a series of somewhat disordered gunpowder explosions came straight at him.

The smoke from the matchlock gun filled the air, carrying a pungent smell and scorching heat. A dozen bullets whistled through the air, two of them grazing past Kanjie's ears and hitting the crowd behind him, eliciting screams.

The player who slashed through the street was lucky; he wasn't hit by any bullets while running in the lead. However, the other players to his left and right, as well as the hungry dogs behind him, weren't so lucky.

Amidst the crackling sounds of impact, sparks flew from some players' armor and shields, and one of them let out a muffled groan, suddenly becoming so weak that he couldn't control himself and knelt on the ground.

Further back, among the "spectators" who had come with Old Jack to fish in troubled waters, one unlucky fellow fell forward without a sound, while another unlucky fellow rubbed his shoulder and sat on the ground howling.

This sudden long-range attack startled the "hungry dogs" following behind the player, causing them to pause in their tracks.

Players, however, are not afraid of such attacks. On the contrary, they notice the enemy's bluff from the gunfire.

A light drizzle was falling from the sky, and there were at least forty or fifty matchlock guns on the other side, but only a dozen or so were able to fire... What does this mean?
"Charge!" Kan Jie shouted, and his already unstoppable pace quickened even further.

More than ten armored warriors charged forward, startling the merchant guards who were about to continue firing. They hurriedly grabbed their muskets and ran back.

The captain of the merchant guild's guards shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Musketeers retreat, swordsmen and shieldmen hold... Ah!"

A javelin embedded in his chest interrupted the captain's words, and he fell backward, spitting blood.

This is a javelin thrown by a man who had been running all over the street. He was carrying a bag of javelins and was throwing them at the crowd three times in a row, knocking down three people in succession.

Inevitably, the swordsmen and shieldmen who had formed ranks were startled by the javelins flying towards them and momentarily lost their footing.

The players seized on this opening, charging forward in unison with their shields raised, knocking down a row of sword-and-shield soldiers. They then raised their longswords, axes, and other weapons to slash and smash in all directions, crushing the resistance of these sword-and-shield mercenaries in almost a minute.

The "hungry dogs" following behind originally wanted to run away, but when they turned around and saw how brave the black-armored warrior leading them was, they quickly turned back, grabbed sticks and bricks, and came up to beat the drowning dog.

The guards of the grain merchant were quickly driven away, and the people they were protecting soon swarmed in and smashed open the gates with all sorts of tools.

Some impatient people rushed in first, ignoring the players who were leading them, and forgetting the rules set by the latter.

"Damn it, a bunch of ingrates!"

Kan Jie, seeing the situation, knew what was about to happen, and turned to his brothers, saying...
"Go in a few people and teach them some manners!"

"Ok, no problem."

Ten players ran inside laughing and joking, while the others stayed outside.

Soon, shrill screams and pleas for mercy echoed from inside the grain store, but these sounds quickly faded away.

Before long, someone walked out. A player carrying a longsword that was still dripping blood came out and nodded toward Kanjie.

Have they been taught the rules?

“I taught them, but some people still tried to use strong alkali on the women inside. I chopped off their dicks.”

"We have a good relationship, and there are a lot of idiots here too."

"How could it not be?"

"Ha ha……"

As the players chatted, the hungry dogs who had rushed in began to line up to come out. According to the rules set by the street-chopping organization, each person could carry a bag of food. If you were capable, you could carry a large bag. If you didn't have that strength, you could only leave with a small bag on your back.

Regardless, everyone gets one bag, no more and no less.

(End of this chapter)