The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

[Maybe…]

Should you get in touch with them?

[It may bring you unexpected gains.]

"I-----" Shu Yichao pondered for a moment.

"This hint means that completing the mission will give you new technology?"

[Yes, yes, yes!t!!]

System 12345 heard Shu Yichao's words and nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice, speaking repeatedly.

【Host!】

[That’s right!!]

It’s for new technology.

【And it's a new technology in warfare. 】

After saying that, System 12345 quickly displayed a portrait.

There was a young woman with red hair like burning flames and a pretty face like a juicy peach. She was wearing a Western military uniform, looking heroic and full of exotic charm.

[Host, this is Alexia Pereira.]

[A pirate merchant active along the coast. ]

[She is not only a shrewd and capable sea merchant, but also a brave and courageous female captain.]

[Hey, hey, a shrewd and capable female pirate and businesswoman. Among her friends, there are also many missionaries who possess advanced knowledge.

[It’s simply a romantic legend of this era!]

[Host, as long as you can recruit her...]

[Not only can you obtain lucrative trade routes, but you can also unlock new war technologies.]

[Host, are you tempted?]

"oh?

"Oh, I see." Shu Yichao expressed his interest.

"Then it looks like I have to go."

"It just so happens that Guangxi has also been painted clean."

"Then go and have a look."

When the news came that Shu Yichao had captured Guilin in one battle and killed Sun Yanling and his wife, as well as Ma Xiong and his son, the whole of Guangxi was in a state of panic.

Before Shu Yichao led his army to Guangxi, people from all over the country sent envoys to surrender, and the entire Guangxi was conquered by the order.

Of course, Shu Yichao would never think that a place without garrisons would truly belong to him.

So, under the resentful gazes of countless people, he stationed his troops at various checkpoints and passes, and then began to remeasure and redistribute the land.

These actions still took Shu Yichao some time.

If he does this, it will definitely make many people dissatisfied.

However, considering that the heads of Sun Yanling and his wife, and Ma Xiong and his son, were still placed on the top of the Jingguan for people to see, these people were silent and dared not say a word.

In this way, after sorting out the internal affairs of Guangxi, Shu Yichao sent troops to Guangdong and attacked Pingnan King Shang Kexi with great momentum.

Guangzhou.

Wangfu.

Shang Kexi was cursing at his eldest son Shang Zhixin.

"Let you go to support!

"You actually ran back halfway?"

"Now that Guilin has been lost, Guangdong has fallen into the hands of bandits, and the entire Lingnan region is in turmoil!!"

"All this is because you are afraid of fighting-

"You still have the nerve to come back!?"

"Now the bandit army is heading towards Guangdong. What should we do next?"

"I don't understand what you are saying, father." Shang Zhixin retorted with his neck stiff.

"Rescue Guilin?"

"How can our tens of thousands of soldiers and horses save them?"

"Ma Xiong was not afraid of fighting and went with more than 30,000 people to provide support."

"The results of it?"

"Including his son, and 30,000 of his men were ambushed by the Dian King and all became his victims."

"If I hadn't run so fast..."

Shang Zhixin said indignantly.

"We have to throw all our men in there."

"Father, your order is totally inappropriate!!!"

In a word, he did nothing wrong.

"You, you, you!!" Shang Kexi was so angry that he was fuming, but he had no way to deal with his son.

Shang Kexi paused and spoke again.

“So what should we do next?

"Do you think we can defend Guangzhou City with our current military strength?"

"We must not let down the Emperor's grace."

"If it's just us..." Shang Zhixin was direct.

“No chance.

Shang Kexi was furious.

"I see that on ordinary days, when you are drunk, you bully this person and beat that person, and you are quite brave!

"Why, once you get to the battlefield you become as cowardly as a sick chicken?

"How can you be a general at all?"

"You still want to inherit...

Realizing that he had spoken out of turn, Shang Kexi shut his mouth, because Shang Zhixin, who was sitting opposite him, had eyes that were almost blazing with anger.

Shang Kexi didn't like his eldest son and had thought of replacing him as the crown prince more than once. Shang Zhixin knew this very well.

Therefore, the relationship between father and son is very tense.

And this time, Shang Kexi's slip of the tongue completely ignited Shang Zhixin's anger.

"snort!!"

"Father, this is too unreasonable."

"Since the Dian King's troops left Yunnan, they have been victorious in every battle and every attack, and they have been unstoppable and unstoppable along the way."

"Wu Sangui, Li Benshen, Hong Chengchou..."

"Which of these big names hasn't been slaughtered like pigs and sheep by him?"

"In the two battles of East Sichuan and Yuezhou, even the Jianzhou Eight Banners, which boasted an invincible force of ten thousand, were wiped out by twenty to thirty thousand. The total losses were estimated at three to four hundred thousand."

"All those generals and commanders-in-chief are dying one after another..."

"And now, my father actually wants me to lead 30,000 or 40,000 soldiers to fight against the Dian King's million-strong army?"

"What?" Shang Zhixin sneered.

"My father is so brave that he doesn't even take the imperial court and the Wu clan's army seriously?

......." Shang Kexi's face turned red and then pale when he heard this.

"Then what do you want to do?" After a long silence, Shang Kexi asked dejectedly.

"I think it's better to surrender directly..." Shang Zhixin said without hesitation.

"Anyway, I think this Daxuan looks like he's about to be doomed."

"We should also consider a way out."

"As long as we still have these tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in our hands.

“Wherever I go, I am always a guest of honor.”

"Father, look at Ma Bao, Li Laiheng, and others. Aren't they all crowned kings and dukes?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" Shang Kexi's saliva almost flew onto Shang Zhixin's face.

He knocked on the pillar of the pavilion and pointed to a newly built building in the distance.

"Do you see that Jinzhong Building?"

"I have received great favors from three dynasties. Now that the situation has come to this, how can I surrender to the southwestern bandits?

"Neither this nor that is allowed." Shang Zhixin was annoyed.

"Then if you have the guts, go fight the bandits yourself!

"Isn't he too old to ride a horse?

"Or are you afraid of death?"

"You rebellious son!!!"

In this way, Shang Kexi and his son had a big quarrel and could not reach any consensus on how to fight against Shu Yichao's invading army.

Guangzhou City.

At this moment, the streets were solemn, with soldiers on martial law patrolling everywhere.

They watched the pedestrians' every move with vigilance, fearing that these people would cause some unrest.

When a large army approaches, it often means the outbreak of rebellion.

However, some people who are more familiar with the city and have more connections don't care about this.

In a teahouse somewhere.

"Lord Pereira, I'm back."

A burly French man with a beard lifted the door curtain, walked into a private room, and spoke respectfully to the woman inside.

"Oh?"

"How's the news going?"

Alexia Pereira, who was instructing the maid to add ice cubes to her wine glass, paused slightly, and her charming eyes almost narrowed into slits.

"As you guessed, my lord," replied the Frenchman.

"The Prince of Pingnan and his son must have had a big fight."

"From a distance, I could see the Prince of Pingnan rushing out of the palace in anger."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Alexia took a sip of the cold wine, then spun the glass and said casually.

"It seems that they have very different ideas on how to deal with the King of Dian."

"Oh, by the way." Alexia put down her wine glass and asked with interest.

"I heard that the King of Dian from Yunnan has a million-strong army under his command?"

"Who knows?" The French man shrugged.

"Your Majesty, you are aware that the information gathered on the battlefield is always distorted."

"Furthermore, these Orientals like to spread false information, making it unclear to everyone how many soldiers they have sent out."

"However, the number should be quite a lot."