Chapter Seventy-Six: The Enemy Is Heading to the Battlefield
The changes in Anxi, Datang didn't know, but he still felt some clues.
First, the harassment of Tibet on the border gradually decreased, and finally disappeared.
Since two years ago, Tibetan soldiers have stopped appearing, and some slaves have begun to flee to the Tang Dynasty, but they do not know where the Tibetans have gone.
Although he wanted to investigate, there were no available troops in Datang, so he could only put it on hold for the time being.
The soldiers at the border pass began to do nothing, and some farmers even began to farm on the fertile fields outside the border pass, which gradually improved the life of the originally poor people.
After that, the merchant appeared.
The merchants of the Silk Road disappeared for a long time, but unexpectedly, a group of merchants came here across thousands of miles, bringing food and fruits that had not been seen for a long time, and purchasing porcelain and silk as goods to go back.
Seeing the merchant he hadn't seen for a long time, Tang Tianzi personally feasted and learned a news that surprised him greatly.
In the west, an army appeared.
They are like a mountain, coming and going like the wind, wearing invulnerable paper armor on their bodies, and riding a BMW that travels thousands of miles a day under their crotch.
They carried the banner of the sun and the moon, and held spears inlaid with iron spear heads; They were in groups of five, and when they saw the Tibetan troops, they let out an excited roar, and then either charged or harassed.
They were well-trained and physically strong, and every time they fought, they used wonderful firearms to shoot a group of people, and then they stepped forward to mend their swords, and they were never defeated.
In addition to military horses, they also have a large number of civilian officials and technicians, and every time they attack a place, they immediately form a team and play the slogan of recovering the Tang Dynasty, and there are many people for a while.
With the aid of war horses and another strange iron artifact, the five-man squad dared to charge the Tibetan army of hundreds of people.
They were numerous, and the Tibetans were defeated and retreated one after another because of them, and the royal banner of the Tibetans was even captured by this army.
What is even more terrifying is that among them is a man of God, omniscient and omniscient. Every time he fights, he can anticipate the enemy's opportunities, and he has the talent in his mind, which makes Tubo frightened.
In just a few years, Tubo was beaten to pieces, and he was no longer able to harass Datang.
Hearing the merchant's message, Tang Tianzi was excited by the defeat of Tubo and panicked by the appearance of a new neighbor.
Just when Tang Tianzi wanted to ask for more information, an urgent letter from the border gate was delivered.
The Anzai Protectorate is still there!
They even sent people to come and expressed their willingness to return to Tang.
It's just that this time it's no longer a few sporadic messengers.
The passage between Anxi and Datang was opened again, and tens of thousands of iron horsemen rushed to Datang with majestic steps, igniting the glory of Datang again.
Everywhere I went, the people around all responded, eating pot pulp to welcome the king.
The lost land was subdued, the alien race was expelled, and the heavens finally favored the Tang Dynasty again and sent the position of the overlord of the Central Plains back here again.
Surrounded by a group of cavalry, under the reverent gaze of the soldiers, Tang Mo walked into the Tang Dynasty as a general and walked towards Chang'an with his head held high.
Datang, I'm back.
After accomplishing this feat, Tang Mo's live broadcast room erupted in deafening cheers.
While the other players were still struggling to score 100 points, looking for ways to improve their scores, they had already completed the feat of destroying Tibet, restoring the territory, and regaining glory through joint efforts.
Walking proudly on the land of Datang, their final score was as high as 217 points.
This score is not judged by multiplication, but by index score, and 217 points represent an extremely high achievement, indicating that what they have done has surpassed the unknown in history and reached a new height.
[Old Tang, it's not easy. 】
[That's right, but it's also enjoyable.] Although I didn't go to the battlefield in person during the whole process, I just farmed and then climbed the technology tree, but it was cool! 】
[Well, the feeling of using technology to beat each other is really cool! 】
[It turns out that farming is the real gameplay of "The Nameless", but why not talk about the game? 】
[Fang Cheng's old problem, he always likes to hide something, and then secretly pokes and pokes and waits for us to find out. 】
[You say, is it possible that he himself didn't expect this kind of play? 】
[I don't think it's possible. If he hadn't expected that he would add so much near-real technology to it? Will you add a near-real physics engine and gunpowder proportioning method? 】
[Well, all machinery can be restored, so I think this is what Fang Cheng had expected a long time ago. This producer is very bad, and such a fun gameplay has to be hidden. 】
[That's right, it's too bad! To punish him, I decided to buy a copy of The Nameless One and do it myself. Humiliate him by the way I discovered his secret! 】
[Hey, hey, this producer, you don't want your easter eggs to be buried. 】
[Collect the flavor first, sort out the strategy, this game wants to play refreshingly, you still need to do some homework.] 】
Looking at the discussion in the live broadcast room, Tang Mo also felt very comfortable.
In this live broadcast, they played intermittently for a week.
The reason for this is that they have to pause from time to time and then deduce the best course of action for the next step based on historical facts and geography.
And in order to prevent external interference, this live broadcast room is not open to the public, but a private space.
As the first player to discover the farming method and verify its feasibility, Tang Mo is very excited.
At this moment, he is the nameless one, leading the lonely army to rise in the lonely land, and the sense of accomplishment in it is indescribable.
Although the game has been cleared, Tang Mo knows that this is not the end.
There are still many regrets to make up, there are still many details to be excavated, there are more lands to conquer in the north and west, and on the other side of the sea, there is a rich land waiting for them.
There's a lot of potential in this game, and it's a waste to just think of it as a war game.
It should be more of a game of pattern, a game of assumptions and simulations of that era.
The near-perfect simulation gives a better glimpse into the style of the era and allows players to satisfy their own fantasy of time-travel.
Thinking of this, Tang Mo felt his heart begin to beat wildly.
That's right, such a good game shouldn't be buried!
He began to collect materials, and Zhun Ben sorted out his game experience during this period and sent it out as a guide.
This process is time-consuming and laborious, but Tang Mo is willing to do it.
He is willing to contribute to the games he loves.
In Fangcheng Studio, Wang Xiaoying held a pen in her hand, looking at the game data and sighing.
As her first assignment at Fangcheng Studio, Wang Xiaoying was full of confidence in the quality of the game and was full of expectations for the results of her work.
But the result is ...... It's not good.