A thousand soldiers.

In the history books, this is a very inconspicuous number - China's wars have always been measured in 10,000, and 100,000 200,000 on the scale of the upper point are commonplace, even if the neighbor's land is a projectile, if there is a slight decent war, at least there will be a scene of 10,000 peasant soldiers filling the scene - whether it can be fought is another matter, at least it is like a superior leader to check, and a book of materials must be prepared neatly.

"I hate the militia!" Gou Debai, the leader of the Yellow Turban players, stood under the "Taiping" banner on the high hill, stared at the battlefield in front of him, and said hatefully, "Zhang Mancheng, that guy, will we die if we are equipped with a little decent soldiers?" ”

"Yes! Even if we are just cannon fodder to delay time, at least we can't send everyone to death so clearly! Standing beside him was a woman with a very cheerful temperament, named Wang Yiqian, she was about twenty-four or five years old, with short hair, healthy wheat-colored skin, and the red mole at the corner of her mouth added a touch of charm to her not very beautiful face, "That's why He Ming, the guy who is full of 'revolution' and 'uprising', will happily go to war...... You can't go on like this! ”

Gou Debai sighed, a slightly old face clouded.

He is not known for his resourcefulness, but because of his age and fairness, he was elected as the leader of the Yellow Turban players, and after the Yellow Turban Rebellion officially broke out, he became a small commander, leading more than 100 players and an army ten times the size of the players.

He really wants to lead everyone to win more battles, but the question is - why did he win?

Since the emergence of a two-five boy Kong Zhang, the players' position within the Yellow Turban has been very embarrassing, and they have always been not trusted.

What's more—there are six classes in the Yellow Turban Army, namely the elite Yellow Turban Warlocks and the Dead Soldiers, the popular short infantry, long infantry and archers, and the most rubbish militia.

After such a long time of fighting, the only people assigned to the players are always the militia!

The militia at the end of the Han Dynasty was not a reserve army with veterans as the core and young and strong men as the main body in later generations, they were simply a group of peasants carrying knives, who had no training at all, and even knew only the simplest "attack" and "retreat" in military orders, and there was no concept of "military discipline" at all......

Win a battle with such troops? That's too much to look down on the enemy in front of you!

The Nanyang Yellow Turban Army, to which the players belong, is engaged in a tug-of-war with officers and soldiers in the Wancheng area, I don't know if the system god is deliberate, and the main force of the West Park Army composed of players has also been transferred here.

The Eighth Army of the West Garden, each with 3,000 troops, a total of 24,000 men, against the 60,000 Yellow Turban Army, counting the geographical advantages of defending the city and the advantages of training and weapons, it was basically a draw.

However, when it comes to various battlefields, the yellow scarves often suffer.

Not to mention the three hundred fierce warriors under Cao Cao's command who are comparable to Spartan red underwear, not to mention the guild players in Yuan Shao's army who have endless strange tricks, even if it is a ragtag army composed of almost all NPCs under Chun Yuqiong in front of him, it is also very difficult to deal with!

On the battlefield where the teeth were intertwined, a battle flag of the Yellow Turban Army suddenly fell, and the soldiers of the Han Army suddenly broke out into a burst of passionate cheers.

Gou Debai stared at the figure who was dressed in red armor, holding a red gun, breaking through alone in the Yellow Turban Army, like entering a no-man's land, gritting his teeth.

"Cheng Peng, bastard! If you put water back once in a while, will you die? ”

At this moment, a yellow turban player with a long stick in his hand rode a war horse and rushed towards Cheng Peng.

"Cheng Peng! Your head, I He Ming accepted it! ”

……

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

This He Ming is one of the only one-star players in the Yellow Turban Army, and he is indeed a master among all players, but it is really not enough to see Cheng Peng, the "No. 1 master in the world".

But he didn't think so himself, insisting that "he was just a little bit luckier than me, and I will definitely win next time"......

"Fortunately, this game can't lose experience and skills, otherwise I suspect he won't be able to rise to two stars in his life." Wang Yiqian sighed and ran forward - many injured Yellow Turban soldiers were led by the player to retreat, because in reality they were nurses, and they practiced Taiping Fu in the game, and she was the only healer in the army, so she had to rush to treatment.

Although the militia's combat effectiveness is very bad, as long as there is sufficient training, it can also grow into a more advanced branch of the army, especially these soldiers who have been injured on the battlefield, after being cured, they will become veterans, and military discipline and combat effectiveness will be improved.

For the current Yellow Turban player army, this is the most reliable way to increase combat effectiveness.

Wang Yiqian, who was busy saving lives and helping the wounded, didn't know that because she always appeared close to the battlefield to treat wounded soldiers, and now she has earned the nickname "Angel" among the Yellow Turban players.

After bandaging a group of soldiers, watching their state turn to "minor injuries", Wang Yiqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her sweat, and stood up.

At this moment, in the players' battlefield channel, the voice of Gou Debai was heard.

"The strategic goal has been accomplished, let's flash people! Pay attention to bring the dozen or so people under your command, don't break up. ”

Looking back, the figure of the red-armored vermilion spear had broken through the battle formation, killed the high hill, and came to the front of Shuai Qi.

"You guy, you're getting sharper." Gou Debai sighed, "Is it possible that if you are lazy once in a while, you will die?" ”

Cheng Peng smiled and did not answer.

"It's just a matter of working for the system, so why be so aggressive." Gou Debai took out a jar of wine and a roast chicken, "Why don't we sit down and have a drink or two, talk about the future, talk about ideals—na, do you have ideals?" ”

Cheng Peng still smiled and shook his head.

"The military discipline of the Xiyuan Army is very strict, if you want to drink, when you come to Luoyang after the battle, Atubo has purchased a lot of good wine during this time, let's drink a little bit, he won't mind."

"You're okay after the battle, I'm busy!" Gou Debai's face was full of bitterness, and he nagged, "I have to calculate everyone's DKP, then distribute supplies and soldiers, and I have to grind my teeth with the NPC generals to fight for the logistics share, and then discuss what to do in the next battle...... I'm busy! ”

"Then why don't you hurry back? I've been chatting with you for two minutes, which is enough to give you face. ”

"Why are you so shrewd? Once in a while, if you are deceived by me once in a while, and delay a little longer, will you die? Gou Debai's face was full of depression, "Forget it, the two armies are fighting, each for its own master." As he spoke, he pulled out his saber from his waist, put his hand on his neck, looked around the battle situation that had been defeated on all fronts with sad eyes, and yelled at the sky, "Long live the yellow sky!" And he wiped his neck.

"It's just hanging it once in the game, as for being so impassioned as a martyr...... Cheng Peng picked up the "Yellow Turban Handsome Flag" that Gou Debai burst out, and complained with a wry smile.

But when he turned around and faced the Han army, his face was already full of excitement, and he couldn't see the slightest depression.

Life is like a play, and games are even more so, since you are on stage, you have to play your role well, this is not hypocrisy, but for the good of everyone.

Just like him and Gou Debai, what the Han army needs is warriors who charge into battle and take the lead, and what the Yellow Turban Army needs is martyrs who are not afraid of generosity and righteousness in the face of danger.

He laughed heroically and raised the spear that had been upgraded to a "blood-soaked five-hook spear" above his head because of the large number of kills, and greeted the soldiers who were rushing over.

For a while, the sound of cheers resounded in the sky.

Waiting for the battle to be completely over, Cheng Peng gave orders to the main general Chun Yuqiong, returned to the barracks in the admiring eyes of the soldiers, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Xu Tu who was chatting privately with people.

"You're a clerical who moves faster than me...... Are you really just an engineer in reality, and you don't have a part-time job like a 100-meter trapeze? ”

"Is that something possible to work part-time?" Xu Tu's eyebrows raised slightly, with a smile in his eyes, "Don't talk about it, we have business coming to the door." ”

"Oh? What is the deal this time? ”

"Godebai is going to buy some wine." Xu Tu said, "He needs some wine to hold a banquet and boost 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?" Do you really want to sneak into Luoyang? Even if he wasn't afraid of death, he wouldn't be able to carry it back in his inventory. ”

"That's why I'm going to trouble you." Xu Tu smiled and took out the map, "You have to be responsible for delivering the goods to Hongnong, and someone will pick it up over there - I have asked Li Wei to hang it back directly to prepare the vehicle, according to the time estimate, you should have time to make a trip." ”

“…… In other words, I have to ride back to Luoyang, take the truck to Hongnong, and finally run back before the next battle tomorrow, right? ”

"Well, you're a general, and if you hang up, there will be a system prompt, so you can only run back." Xu Tu smiled and patted Cheng Peng's shoulder, "If you can work hard, you can work hard." ”

The corners of Cheng Peng's mouth twitched twice, and he asked again: "Aren't Wen De and Xiao Xiao also there, why can't they be in charge of escorting?" By the way, can't you just let Levi escort you? ”

"Levi is stupid and big, I'm afraid he will be fooled by the old dog with wine; Winder's hands are too soft, and he may be robbed by robbers on the road; Xiao Xiao...... In case the other party receives the goods from He Ming, aren't you afraid that he, the 'despicable guy who hurts people with dark arrows', will let the hot-blooded man chop up? On that kid's blacklist, the two of you are definitely number 1 and 2. ”

"Then let the two of them go together......"

"Please! When we do business, women should be used as men, men should be used as livestock, and one person should be divided into several people, how can there be spare time for three people to join forces to do an errand! Xu Tu said bitterly in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel, "If you have time to chirp here, you might as well hurry up and get on the horse and hurry, more than 100,000 yuan a minute!" ”

“…… I understand. Cheng Peng sighed weakly, "Then return the talisman to me first, I can't transport the truck away alone." ”

Xu Tu looked at Cheng Peng and seemed surprised.

"You're not going to want me to chase the horse-drawn cart with jade, are you? They are said to have tens of thousands of old dogs, and they have to have more than a dozen big cars, and they can't pull it when they are tired! ”

"Why are you pulling a cart?" Xu Tu asked suspiciously.

Cheng Peng was stunned.

"I've gotten the rumor out that you've taken on a hidden mission to bring low-priced spirits to Hongnong and sell them at a high price, a round-trip profit of at least three times...... When you return to Luoyang, there should already be enough players gathered at the Luoyang City Gate with spirits waiting for you to lead the way......"

"Then what do you want Levi to go back for?"

"Please! Others are not stupid! If we don't prepare our own wine, who will believe that you have taken on the task of selling wine? Xu Tu said, "When you arrive in Luoyang, the players will naturally believe you when they see you carrying a cart of wine, and they will definitely compete to help you pull the cart - after all, they can't be so thick-skinned that they take advantage of it." ”

Cheng Peng finally understood half of it, so he asked the last question: "Aren't we here to make money for ourselves?" Those players bring wine over, what else do we earn? ”

Xu Tu sighed, his face full of helplessness.

"Who told you to pay with one hand and deliver with the other? When you get there, throw the truck away, and kill yourself out of the Yellow Turban. I will settle the payment with Gou Debai afterwards......"

“…… You're a demon! ”

"How is that possible! I'm just loyal to Dahan! Xu Tu immediately corrected his image, "Those players suffered losses and naturally wanted to retaliate, so they would actively crack down on the yellow turbans; And by night, the Yellow Turbans should get drunk, and then we'll go to the camp...... We were ambushed by the Yellow Turbans, so we have to take revenge, right? If you think about it with your conscience, aren't all my plans for the overall benefit of all Han players? ”

Half a minute later, a white horse with a divine horse rushed out of the barracks, carrying Cheng Peng, who had an uneasy conscience, and galloped in the direction of Luoyang.