A Big Adventure

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A thousand soldiers.

In the history books, this is a very insignificant number of Chinese wars, which have always been in units of ten thousand. The above scale of one hundred and two hundred thousand are commonplace, even if the neighbor ’s projectile land is a decent war. At least, it will also pull out a thousand children and 8,000 peasants and soldiers to fill the scene. It ’s another matter. At least it ’s like the superior leadership to check. A document must always be neatly prepared.

"I hate the militia!" The leader of the yellow towel player Godeby stood under the "Taiping" under the high hills, staring at the battlefield ahead, and said bitterly, "Mr. Zhang Mancheng, give us some decent soldiers. Are you dead? "

"Yeah! Even if we just came to delay the cannon fodder, at least we can't be so obvious that everyone will die!" Standing next to him was a very temperamental woman named Wang Yiqian, she was about twenty-four or five years old and had short hair. The skin is a healthy wheat color, and the red mole at the corner of the mouth adds a touch of charm to the not-so-beautiful face. "That's why He Ming's brain-filled" revolutionary "and" insurgent "guy will go happily. Fight ... it won't work like this! "

Goudeby sighed, and his slightly old face was covered with a shadow.

He was n’t a man of skill, but he was elected by the yellow towel players as the leader because of his old age and fairness. After the yellow towel uprising officially broke out, he became a small leader, leading more than 100 players and ten times. The player's army.

He really wanted to take everyone to win more battles. The question is why should he win?

Since the emergence of Kongzhang from the second to the fifth, the position of the players in the yellow towel has been very embarrassing, and they have always failed to gain trust. In every battle, they are assigned either to clean the battlefield or to pretend to contain them.

What's more, there are six arms in the Yellow Scarf Army. They are the elite Yellow Scarf Warlock and the Taiping Dead, the popular short infantry, long infantry and bow soldiers, as well as the most garbage militia.

After such a long battle, only the militia are assigned to the players!

The militia at the end of the Han Dynasty was not the backup army of the later generations, with veterans as the core and young and strong men as the main body. They were simply a group of peasants carrying knives. They had not received any training at all, and even the military orders only knew the simplest. "Offensive" and "retreat" and there is no concept of "military discipline". When the situation is favorable, they swarm up and the situation is unfavorable. That is too much to look down on the enemy in front of you!

The Nanyang Yellow Scarf Army, to which the players belong, is in a tug of war with the officers and soldiers in Wancheng District. I do n’t know if the system **** is deliberate. The main force of the Xiyuan Army composed of players has also been transferred here.

The Eighth Army of the West Park, each with three thousand troops, has a total of 24,000 men. Against the 60,000 Yellow Scarves, the advantages of training and weapons based on the city's defenses are basically a tie.

However, specific to various battlefields, yellow towels tend to suffer.

Not to mention the 300 tough men who are comparable to Spartan red **** under Cao Cao, not to mention the guild players in Yuan Shaojun who are endlessly intriguing, even if they are in front of Chun Yuqiong, these are almost all composed of NPCs. Miscellaneous brands are equally difficult to deal with!

On the battlefield with intertwined teeth, a battle flag of the Yellow Scarves suddenly fell down, and a sudden burst of cheers erupted from the Han soldiers.

Goudeby stared at the red armor, holding a Zhu gun, and broke through alone in the Yellow Scarf Army, like a figure of no man, clenching his teeth.

"Cheng Peng bastard! Can you die if you put back water occasionally!"

At this moment, a yellow towel player with a long stick rode a war horse and rushed to Cheng Peng.

"Cheng Peng! Your head, I accept He Ming!"

Seeing that the number one hot-blooded man in the Yellow Scarf Army was once again shot into white light by an old opponent, and hung back to the camp, Gou Debai and Wang Yiqian sighed in agreement.

This He Ming is one of the only one-star players in the Yellow Scarf Army. It is indeed a master among all players, but it is really not enough to look at Cheng Peng, "the world's first master".

But he didn't think so, insisting that "He is just a little better than me, and I will definitely win next time." "Fortunately, this game can't die without experiential skills, otherwise I suspect that he won't reach two stars in his life." Wang Yiqian sighed and ran towards the front. Many injured Yellow Scarves were led by the player and pulled down because of reality The middle is the nurse. In the game, she practiced the Taiping Rune, but she was the only healer in the army. She had to rush to the rescue.

One move does not work. There are two moves. Although the militia's combat effectiveness is very bad, as long as they have sufficient training, they can grow into more advanced arms, especially those soldiers who have been wounded on the battlefield. Both military discipline and combat effectiveness will be improved.

For the current yellow towel player army, this is the most reliable way to enhance combat effectiveness.

Wang Yiqian, who was busy saving lives and helping the wounded, did not know, because she always appeared near the battlefield to treat the wounded soldiers. Now she has won the title of "Angel" among the yellow towel players.

After wrapping up a group of soldiers, watching their status change to "minor injury" Wang Yiqian finally relieved, wiped sweat, and stood up.

At this time, the players' battlefield channel heard Goudby's voice.

"The strategic goal has been completed, let's flash people! Take care to bring the ten people under your hands, don't break up."

Looking back, the figure of the Chijia Zhu gun has broken through the heavy battle formation, killed Gaoqiu, and came to the handsome flag.

"You guys are getting sharper and sharper." Godeby sighed. "Did you die if you laze occasionally?"

Cheng Peng smiled and did not answer.

"Just sell your life to the system, why do you have to be so active." Godby took out a jar of wine and a roast chicken, "let's just sit down and drink two glasses and talk about the future and talk about the ideal. Do you have an ideal?"

Cheng Peng still smiled and shook his head.

"The Xiyuan Army has strict discipline. If you want to drink alcohol and wait to come to Luoyang after the battle, A Tubo has acquired a lot of good wine during this time. Let's drink a little, he won't mind."

"You are okay after the battle, I can be busy!" Gou Debai looked bitter, nagging, "I have to calculate everyone's DKP, and then allocate supplies and soldiers, and have to grind teeth with the NPC generals, Fight for the logistics share, and then discuss what to do in the next war ... I'm busy! "

"Then don't you go back quickly? I have been chatting with you for two minutes, enough to give you face."

"How is your kid so smart? Occasionally, I was deceived once, to delay some more time, will it die?" Gou Debye was depressed, "Forget it, the two armies are fighting, each is his own." With that, he pulled out the saber from his waist, put his hand on his neck once, looked at the battlefield that had been defeated across the board with sad eyes, and shouted at the sky, "Long live the sky!" Wiped his neck.

"It's just hanging once in the game. As for being as generous as the martyr's righteousness ..." Cheng Peng picked up the "Yellow Scarf Flag" burst from Godeby and grumbled.

But when he turned around and faced the Han Army, he was already excited, and he couldn't see the slightest depression.

Life is like a play, especially in games. Since you are on stage, you have to perform your role well. This is not hypocrisy, but for everyone ’s good.

Just like him and Goudeby, what the Han army needs is a warrior who is in charge, and the yellow towel army needs a martyr who is in danger and not afraid of generosity.

He laughed magnificently, raised the spear that was upgraded to "Blood Soaked Five Hook Gun" because of the large number of killing the enemy, and paid tribute to the soldiers who were rushing over.

For a time, the sound of cheering resounded through the clouds.

Waiting for the battle to be completely over, Cheng Peng paid the order to Jun Yuqiong, and returned to the barracks in the admiring eyes of the soldiers. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xu Tu who was chatting privately with others.

"Your clerical work actually moves faster than me ... You are really just an engineer in reality, and you don't have a part-time job like a trapeze?"

"Is that kind of thing possible to get a part-time job?" Xu Tu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile in his eyes. "Let's gossip less, we have business."

"Oh? What's the deal this time?"

"Godby intends to buy some wine." Xu Tu said, "he needs some wine to hold a banquet to enhance the morale of the army."

Cheng Peng was really taken aback this time and asked in surprise: "How is this guy going to pick up the goods? Is it really necessary to sneak into Luoyang? Even if he is not afraid of death, those wines can't be brought back in the inventory."

"So it's going to trouble you." Xu Tu took out the map with a smile. "You have to be responsible for delivering the goods to Hongnong. There will be someone there to answer that I have asked Li Wei to hang it back directly to prepare the vehicle. According to the time estimate, you Quickly whip, you should have time to run. "

"In other words, I have to ride back to Luoyang, then **** the truck to Hongnong, and finally have to rush back before the next war tomorrow, right?"

"Well, you are a general. There will be a system prompt if you hang up, so you can only run back." Xu Tu smiled and patted Cheng Peng's shoulder. "You can work hard if you are able."

Cheng Peng twitched his lips twice and asked, "Aren't Wen De and Xiao Xiao also there? Why can't they be responsible for escort? By the way, can't Li Wei **** directly?"

"Li Wei is stupid, I'm afraid he will be fooled by old dogs even with wine; Wende's hands are too soft and may be robbed by the robbers on the road; Xiao Xiao ... in case the other party receives the goods It ’s He Ming, you ’re not afraid of him, the 'dark man who hurts people with a dark arrow', let the hot-blooded man chop? On the kid's blacklist, you two are definitely ranked first and second. "

"Then let them go together ..."

"Please! Let's do business, women should be used as men, men should be used as animals, one person can be scored into several people, how can there be free time for the three people to work together for an errand!" Xu Tu hates iron and steel The tone of the voice said painfully, "You're free to chirp here, you might as well hurry up and get on the road, one hundred thousand people a minute!"

"I see." Cheng Peng sighed weakly. "So return the soldier symbol to me first. I can't take the truck by myself alone."

Xu Tu looked at Cheng Peng and seemed surprised.

"You don't want me to use a jade to chase a horse-drawn carriage? Old dogs are said to have tens of thousands of people. It can't be said that they have to get a dozen carts.

"Why are you pulling the car?" Xu Tu asked suspiciously.

Cheng Peng froze.

"I have let Wende circulate rumors that you have taken a hidden mission and can bring low-priced spirits to Hongnong to sell high prices, and at least three times the profit of a round trip. When you return to Luoyang, there should already be enough Players gather with spirits at Luoyang City Gate and wait for you to lead the way ... "

"Then what do you want Li Wei to go back to?"

"Please! Others are not fools! We do n’t prepare wine ourselves, who would believe you took the task of selling wine?" Xu Tu said, "When Luoyang, players see you with a car of wine, naturally believe it, At that time, they will definitely fight to help you pull the car.

Cheng Peng finally understood half of it, so he asked the last question: "Aren't we making money for ourselves? Those players brought wine, what else do we make?"

Xu Tu sighed with a helpless face.

"Who told you to pay the money in one hand and deliver it in one hand? Once you get there, you throw the truck, and you just kill yourself out of the yellow towel. I will settle the payment with Goudeby afterwards ..."

"You are a demon!"

"How is it possible! I'm just loyal to the big man!" Xu Tu immediately corrected his image. "The players lost money and naturally want to retaliate, so they will actively fight against the yellow towel; and when the evening is over, the yellow towel should also be Drunk, and then we go to camp ... We are ambushed by the yellow towel, we have to get revenge, right? You think about it with your conscience, don't all my plans are for the overall benefit of all big players? "

Half a minute later, a white horse of supernatural power rushed out of the barracks, carrying Cheng Peng, who was uneasy in conscience, and ran away in the direction of Luoyang.

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