Warhammer Fantasy: I Have Total War System

Just as Li Lin was about to sign up, a voice came from inside the camp gate first.

"Oh dear, don't be so nervous."

A young man dressed in a silk jacket, with an abacus and jade pendant hanging from his waist, strode out, waving to the guards with a broad smile: "Let him through, let him through. Commander Yu has given the order."

The young man approached Li Lin, cupped his hands in a respectful bow, and said, "Brother Li, you've worked hard! My name is Gu Ying, from the Gu family of Shangyang. We met at the spring banquet in Nanli."

Li Lin stared at him for several seconds before retrieving the person's information from the original owner's memories.

This person is Tianfu, one of the Six Young Masters of Nandou in Shangyang City. He is of the same generation as me, and we were fellow disciples who practiced martial arts together back then.

He came from a wealthy family, was the son of a rich merchant, and had a very shrewd and sophisticated personality. Almost everyone with a bit of reputation in the Weibei and Weixi provinces had met him.

"I remember," Li Lin nodded. "Thank you for coming out to greet me, Brother Gu."

"Not at all." Gu Ying smiled and turned to lead the way, her eyes subtly glancing behind Li Lin.

Damaged supply wagons and a large number of deserters who appeared to have been disarmed.

When she looked away, Gu Ying's smile remained, but the eagerness in her eyes had faded slightly.

When businessmen assess someone, they first look at their financial situation.

Those who managed to escape to this place were all accompanied by their families. If managed well, they could turn danger into opportunity and make a fortune.

Li Lin's wealth... is definitely not worth the effort.

However, he has other value.

"Brother Li, your journey has been truly perilous," Gu Ying said with concern as they walked.

He gave Li Lin a brief overview of the situation inside the fortress.

Almost all the border troops, merchants, citizens, craftsmen, and farmers who remained loyal to the Dragon Emperor and his sons in the three cities of Shangyang, Qinling, and Nanli gathered here.

There are three military envoys and six generals of the Heavenly Emperor, totaling nine large armies stationed here to protect the people.

The rest are small groups like Li Lin who come seeking refuge.

"When the cavalry returned from Lushun, they reported that the tyrant's corpse on the battlefield was a full three meters tall, burned to a crisp, and his head hung from the gun barrel like a hammer."

He turned his head and casually flattered, "Was it your wife who did it? Brother Li is truly blessed to be able to assist a descendant of the dragon."

really.

The victory was attributed to that dragon descendant.

Li Lin had anticipated this and replied expressionlessly, "The tyrant was killed by my men. That dragonborn fled midway through the war when he saw the situation was turning against him."

Gu Ying paused, turned around and looked at Li Lin in surprise.

"They...they ran away?" This time, he didn't even bother to hide. He peeked at the group behind Li Lin and, after confirming that there were no Dragonborn figures, quickly put on a reassuring smile.

"Look at this mess, they are your... Anyway, there must be some misunderstanding."

"This place is heavily guarded by Commander Yu and several generals, so it's very safe. Brother Li must be tired from your journey; you can have a good rest tonight."

As he spoke, he abruptly changed the subject, reverting to his usual shrewd and charming demeanor.

"By the way, there are a few of our old acquaintances in the camp."

"Shen Du from the Shen family, Ma Mingyuan from the Ma family, and Yue Pengrui from the Yue family were all your fellow disciples when you came to Shangyang to learn martial arts."

"Let's get together after the military meeting tomorrow morning, so we can look out for each other."

Memories of these names surfaced one by one from the depths of Li Lin's mind.

All three were among the Six Gentlemen of the Southern Dipper, and together with Li Lin, they studied under Pei Yue, a military general under Binlong known as the "Martial Arts Maniac".

Li Lin wasn't close to any of them; their camaraderie was more superficial than genuine.

The main reason was that the original owner was far inferior to the others, and had never won a martial arts battle within the sect. He was just a background figure to highlight the geniuses.

They probably don't even remember ever having competed with you, let alone how many times you've defeated them.

"I understand," Li Lin replied briefly.

Gu Ying led Li Lin around the camp and arranged his caravan in a tent area at the very edge.

The tents were small and old, and judging from the neighbors coming and going in the left and right areas, they were clearly for the vassal corps and servants.

Li Lin stood in front of the tent, glanced at the brightly lit central command tent in the distance, and didn't feel much resentment at being slighted.

He really didn't have much to offer that made him worthy of attention.

After politely seeing Gu Ying off, he turned to Xing Ganqi beside him and said, "Set up camp, have people take turns resting, count the number of the remaining soldiers, write down the troop organization in a booklet for me, then gather the wounded together to treat their injuries, and just go to the logistics department to get whatever they need. Also, write down the missing supplies and medicines in the booklet and report to me tomorrow."

"Yes." Xing Ganqi accepted the order and left. He had now become Li Lin's de facto new deputy.

Back on the Sinan wagon, after closing the iron door, Li Lin instantly collapsed to the ground, drenched in cold sweat.

Whether it was a hallucination or not, he heard the echoing sound of a showerhead running inside the truck.

[Side Quest 1 Completed: Rendezvous with Yu Chengyou's troops. Gained 200 experience points.]

[300 experience points needed to reach the next level]

The system was his only support in this bloody Warhammer world.

Li Lin quickly opened the skill tree to consider how to allocate skill points.

The general and strategic paths have made the two individual paths look bleak, with all skills except for the [Tactical Expert] only unlocking at level eight and level twelve respectively.

He can only choose between the red line of dedicated combat and the blue line of specialized management.

Both storylines begin with only one basic skill to choose from:

[Imposing (red line): Some people are born with strong leadership qualities. The power, confidence, and charisma they exude greatly encourage their followers to continuously become stronger, to achieve great things, or to commit heinous crimes.]

[Effect: Allows troops and military service officers to gain experience points, their experience point acquisition rate is increased by 100%, and your leadership on the battlefield is increased by 8]

[The Traveler (Blue Line): Your knowledge of astronomy, geography, and the management of military supplies far surpasses that of ordinary people.]

[Effect: When you personally participate in planning marching routes and coordinating military supplies, army maintenance costs are reduced by 15%, and marching speed is increased by 20%]

Actually, when Li Lin first unlocked the [Tactical Expert] skill, he noticed that the system skill's stats were at least twice as strong as those in the game.

However, he recalled the close call when the cannibalistic tyrant almost killed him.

Reality is far more unpredictable than games. Even with these enhanced skills, it wouldn't be surprising if he died tonight.

After the two required basic skills, there are many options, but the values ​​given are very stingy.

For example, the red line skills that buff infantry only give +4 attack and +4 defense per skill point, while the blue line skills that reduce the cost of recruiting troops only reduce it by 10% per skill point.

Li Lin decisively unlocked the most profitable skills, [Majestic] and [Traveler], instead of specializing in the front line.

The moment the points were added, his drowsy mind felt as if it had been injected with a refreshing spring.

The core military coordination knowledge, such as terrain mapping, supply allocation, and fodder consumption, which the original owner was already familiar with but could not use freely on the battlefield, has been etched into his mind like an instinct.

After a brief moment of reflection on the dilapidated camp outside, he quickly estimated that it would cost at least five hundred taels of gold to replenish military supplies.

"what?"

The sound of running water inside the car stopped.

A misty vapor drifted outwards, and the curtains inside the room were parted by a delicate hand.

Yi Ge walked out barefoot, wearing a thin shirt, water droplets sliding down his collarbone to the ground.

She looked around curiously, as if searching for something, and happened to meet Li Lin's gaze.

The scene was enchanting.

However, Li Lin, whose mind was preoccupied with military supplies calculations, reacted with fury upon seeing Yi Ge, who had just emerged from her bath: "No way, girl, we're in this situation, and you still dare to waste water taking a bath?!"

Yi Ge neither screamed nor tried to cover himself up.

She calmly watched Li Lin until he finished cursing, then stepped forward and carried the exhausted commander to the soft silk bed.

Only then did Li Lin realize how alluring the scenery before him was.

His gaze swept uncontrollably over her figure, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Unfortunately, before he could have any more romantic thoughts, the moment he touched the bed, his tense nerves relaxed, and everything went black as he fell into a deep sleep.

In the last second before he lost consciousness, he saw Yi Ge begin to undress him, his expression playful.