Late Ming Dynasty: Summoning players from Liaodong to support the Ming Dynasty

The time has come.

Chu Ze turned around and looked at the huge map of Guangning's defenses on the wall. His gaze passed over the blood-soaked walls of Guangning, over the camps of tens of thousands of Later Jin soldiers, and finally landed on a location thirty miles west of the city, heavily circled with a vermilion pen.

That was the supply depot of the Later Jin army on the west side.

It's time for this newly born "undying army" to show its true fangs.

The next morning, Guangning City was deathly silent.

Chu Ze stood on the high platform of the garrison commander's mansion, behind him were Wang Erniu and a group of his personal guards and generals. Below the platform were the few thousand remaining soldiers in the entire city, as well as the thirty "Chosen Ones" with different expressions.

All eyes were focused on the center of the platform.

There stood a huge empty rice jar, its bottom scraped clean enough to reflect a person's image.

"Gentlemen."

Chu Ze's tone was steady, yet it drowned out the howling of the cold wind.

"This is our last meal."

He pointed to the empty vat, tearing open the cruel reality and throwing it in front of everyone.

"Not a single grain of food remains in the city. From today onward, we will only have the northwest wind to drink and the soil from the city walls to eat."

The indigenous soldiers below the stage had lost all color in their faces. Despair, like a plague, spread silently through the crowd. They lowered their heads, their hands gripping their weapons trembling uncontrollably.

For the first time, players truly felt the threat of hunger.

That damned 100% realism was making their stomachs protest, and a real, dizzying feeling of weakness was spreading through their limbs.

"Holy crap, are they serious? Are they really going to starve us to death?" In the team chat, Shi Dali touched his empty stomach and looked pale.

"This game is too hardcore; you can't even get food if you don't complete the tasks."

"Don't panic." Wang Han's voice rang out in the channel, feigning composure. "This is definitely part of the plot; the big boss is about to issue a main quest!"

Just when everyone was gripped by despair and hunger, almost suffocating, Chu Ze's tone suddenly rose, each word as firm as iron!

"But! We haven't reached the end of our rope yet!"

He suddenly waved his hand.

"Look outside the city!"

His gaze swept over everyone, from the desperate soldiers to the restless players.

"The Tartars' supply depot is piled high with grain they stole from our people in Liaodong! It's piled up like a mountain!"

"Instead of sitting here waiting to die or starve, let's charge out with you and take back what rightfully belongs to us!"

These words were like a spark thrown into ashes.

A flicker of emotion crossed the soldiers' blank faces. The players' team chat exploded instantly.

"Stealing food? A PvE dungeon?"

"It's coming! The big one is coming!"

Chu Ze didn't give them much time to discuss. He immersed his consciousness in the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" and activated his GM privileges.

"Wang Erniu!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Bring the sand table up!"

Wang Erniu was taken aback. A sand table? Where in the mansion would you find such a thing?

However, out of absolute obedience to Chu Ze, he still ordered a few guards to carry an empty long table and place it in the center of the high platform.

Everyone was completely baffled.

Just then, Chu Ze reached out and placed his hand lightly on the empty table.

The next second, something happened that shattered the worldview of all the indigenous NPCs!

A soft golden light flowed from Chu Ze's palm, instantly enveloping the entire table. Within the light, the phantoms of mountains, rivers, cities, and camps materialized and took shape out of thin air at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Guangning City, the moats outside the city, the continuous Later Jin camps... everything is perfectly replicated on this three-dimensional "sand table" with unimaginable precision!

Even the patrol routes in the Later Jin army camp were clearly marked with red lines of light!

"This...this is..."

Wang Erniu staggered back a step, pointing at the three-dimensional map that radiated a sacred light, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

Magical arts!

This is absolutely divine magic!

The general... he really is a god descended from heaven!

Every single Ming soldier around him knelt down with a thud, kowtowing frantically to Chu Ze on the high platform and the "miracle sand table." Their gazes at Chu Ze's back were filled with boundless fervor and worship.

On the other hand, the players' reactions were quite different.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"Holographic 3D map! Is this some kind of technology even browser games can have?!"

"This is the official gold-level strategy guide! It even marks the patrol routes! Why bother with dungeons? Just follow it!"

"The GM is cheating! The GM is feeding us!"

Wang Han pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses gleamed with a burning light called "ambition".

Dimensional reduction attack!

This is the most blatant and devastating blow to this era!

Chu Ze seemed oblivious to the shock around him. He reached out and tapped heavily on the 3D map, pointing to the Later Jin camp thirty miles west of the city.

"This is Amin's western supply depot!"

His icy tone, accompanied by a grand system notification, resounded simultaneously in the minds of all players.

[Epic Team Mission: Supply Raid]

[Mission Brief: An army marches on its stomach. Cutting off their supplies is like severing their limbs. The Later Jin's western supply depot is the lifeline for maintaining the enemy's western siege.]

[Mission Objective: Successfully burn or seize all grain and provisions within the western supply camp of the Later Jin.]

[Mission Rewards: 500 Merit Points per person, right to exchange for a full set of standard leather armor, Guangning Warrior title (rare)]

After a brief silence, a thunderous cheer erupted from the players!

"An epic quest! I'm not seeing things, am I?! It's epic!"

"Five hundred merit points! And a full set of leather armor! That's practically graduation gear!"

"Titles! There's actually a title system! 'Guangning Warrior'! That sounds awesome!"

The players had gone mad. Their breathing was heavy, and greed and fanaticism were written on every face. Hunger? Exhaustion? All of that was utter nonsense in the face of such a generous reward!

Wang Han was so excited that he trembled all over; he reacted almost immediately.

This is the first large-scale PVE event since the game's launch!

This is a golden opportunity for him and his future guild to make a name for themselves and establish their dominance in the server!

He didn't even wait for Chu Ze to finish speaking before jumping out from the crowd and raising his arms in a shout.

"Brothers! Anyone who wants to eat! Anyone who wants to upgrade their gear! Anyone who wants to get a title! You all better step forward!"

Based on the prestige he had accumulated from his previous analysis videos, and the reputation of his ID "I am the King of Hardcore Gamers" in the hardcore gamer community, more than twenty players responded instantly and gathered around him.

Without uttering a single wasted word, Wang Han quickly began arranging his troops. His shrewd and efficient demeanor transformed him from a lazy, nerdy guy into a masterful PvP commander.

"Meat Bro!" he pointed at Shi Dali.

"Here!" Shi Dali replied in a deep, muffled voice.

"You're tough and resilient, and you were the first man to experience resurrection, so you're the bravest! You'll be the tank, charging to the front, responsible for drawing fire and creating chaos!"

"Alright!" Shi Dali patted his chest and readily agreed.

Wang Han's gaze then shifted to a tall, slender female player dressed in red, carrying a long spear, at the edge of the crowd. That was Xiao Ran, the PVP expert who had just joined their group, known as "Crimson Phoenix."

"Sister Xiao, you have great marksmanship and plenty of PvP experience. You should be the main DPS, following behind Brother Meat, and specifically pick off those officers and shamans!"

"No problem." Xiao Ran nodded crisply, twirling his spear in his hand with a flourish, exuding a heroic aura.

He then looked at Qin Jue, the black-clad player who remained silent in the corner, seemingly out of place with the surrounding noise.

"Brother Ying, we all know your stealth skills. You'll be Scout, scouting ahead to find out their sentries and defensive weaknesses, and then signal us."

Qin Jue simply nodded slightly, then quietly retreated, disappearing into the shadows.

Although Zhou Keke didn't sign up because she had to overcome the technical hurdle of "cement," she still joined in, pointing to several corners of the supply camp on the 3D map, and quickly said, "The foundations of the arrow towers here are unstable; they can be destroyed by impact with heavy objects. And their fences are made of wood; if you pour kerosene on them, they'll catch fire instantly..."

A lavish pioneering team took shape in just a few minutes.

Chu Ze, standing on the high platform, took in the entire scene.

profession.

While these players may seem silly, their professionalism and organizational skills when faced with actual "game content" far exceeded his expectations.

He nodded in satisfaction, but a slight unease remained in his heart.

These fearless lunatics are capable of anything once they go berserk. There needs to be a "fuse".

His gaze fell on Wang Erniu, who was still immersed in the shock of the "miracle" and hadn't come to his senses yet.

"Wang Erniu".

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant is here!" Wang Erniu replied hastily, startled.

Chu Ze pointed at the group of screaming players below the stage and spoke in an authoritative tone that left no room for argument.

"You, take a squad of personal guards and go with them as the supervisor."

"Huh?" Wang Erniu's face instantly fell, his bushy beard filled with resistance and embarrassment. "General, this...this group of people...they..."

"That's an order," Chu Ze interrupted him. "Your task isn't to command them, but to keep an eye on them. Make sure the supplies are destroyed successfully, and then bring them back alive."

Looking at the group of "heavenly soldiers" below the stage, excitedly discussing bizarre tactics such as "human bombs" and "cliff-jumping attacks," Wang Erniu felt a chill run down his spine.

He had a premonition that this would be the craziest and most outrageous night of his life.

He took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a heavy fist salute to Chu Ze, and his rugged face was filled with the tragic solemnity of someone going to their execution.

"This humble general... obeys!"