Blood sprayed out from the back of a cannoneer's head as he fell to the ground.
Several artillery soldiers near the cannon shivered, shocked by the sudden death.
Fear and doubt lingered in their hearts. They widened their eyes and looked outside. The charging pirates and their own soldiers met with blades. The musketeers pulled out the short swords at their waists and fought bravely with the enemy. For a moment, gunshots rang out. White fog sprayed out of the barrels from time to time. The pirates roared in a language that they could not understand.
"Target hit." Tao Yao reported the results of the battle calmly.
Wang Kaizhi stood up and loaded the shotgun with Mini bullets. This was the disadvantage of loading the shotgun. He couldn't lie on the ground to load the ammunition because the gunpowder had to sink into the back of the gun to be safe.
Almost every time he loaded the gunpowder and installed the fire…It took half a minute for Wang Kaizhi to kill the enemy with his rifle, spreading death to the building again and again.
It was probably because he controlled the android's limbs to kill the enemy, as if he was wearing a clown mask, so that Wang Kaizhi could not feel the real feeling and natural guilt of killing for the first time.
Tao Yao's crisp voice echoed in his ears. He was like a natural sniper, skillfully taking the lives of the Dutch soldiers.
There was no suspense in the battle between the 500 players and the 200 Dutch soldiers. The players with the lowest pain level were all extremely brave, comparable to fanatical warriors who were fearless of life and death.
If their weapons were knocked away, they would use their fists to beat them up. If their enemies grabbed them and pressed them to the ground, they would fight desperately with their enemies. There were even players who had their chests pierced by short swords, but they desperately grabbed the arms of the Dutch soldiers and bit them hard.
The players did everything they could, even if they had to bite their teeth or hit their foreheads, to defeat the enemies with red marks on their heads. This was because the combat merit points meant that they could exchange for more, cooler, and more dazzling weapons and equipment!
The Dutchman, who was quickly dying, realized that these pirates were definitely crazy! No one could defeat an enemy that could never be defeated.
The morale of the Dutch soldiers collapsed. They threw away their helmets and weapons and fled desperately, trying to escape through the open wooden door to the merchant house to defend themselves.
"Damn it! Close the door!" Hans shouted at the top of his voice, but the soldiers did not have time to close the door because the defeated soldiers rushed up and broke the line behind the door. Any soldier who tried to close the door would be punched.
"D * mn, what are these idiots doing!”
Wang Kaizhi could not believe his eyes.
More than a hundred idiotic players actually stopped in their tracks and began to search for loot on the battlefield that had yet to end!
Some people bent down to search the clothes of the dead to see if they could find some silver coins or other small props. Some people picked up a few muskets. One musket was equivalent to one tael of Ming Ping silver, which was equivalent to earning a few taels of silver in an instant. Some people secretly hid a purse that they had just picked up, which contained twenty Dutch guilders.
(Note: 1 tael of silver = 3 guilders)
Wang Kaizhi thought to himself," They're just a bunch of money-grubbing bandits. If it weren't for a bunch of hardcore players supporting the battlefield, this situation would have been ruined in an instant."
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the government troops that suppressed the peasant army encountered the " treasure trap " used by Li Chuang and were almost powerless to resist. When the peasant army turned around and attacked, the government troops that had originally won a great victory instantly became a tragic failure.
Originally, Wang Kaizhi felt that the historical records were a little exaggerated, but he did not expect that it was really the case. The players were good citizens who "followed the law". The corrupt government troops at the end of the Ming Dynasty probably performed worse than the players.
In order to prevent this group of players who were obsessed with loot from being killed, Wang Kaizhi immediately issued a new mission:
The first three legions to attack the merchant house will be rewarded with 200 taels each!]
Although the total value of silver stored in the vault of the main base did not exceed 1,000 taels, there was the money of the Dutchman in the merchant house! Wang Kaizhi felt that it was a good idea to steal the Dutchman's money to pay the players.
"Money! Money! Money!
Money makes the world go round, money makes people work overtime
There was a good joke that said, I'm the boss 'father with a monthly salary of one or two thousand. 5,000 a month, I go to work normally.
With a monthly salary of 10,000, I can work overtime.
50,000 a month, the company is my home.
A monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, I'll work for the boss.
In the early stages of the closed beta, players who could earn one tael of silver would be considered as "the king of Europe is alive". Now, a sudden small role appeared.
200 taels of silver!
The players who weren't interested in loot and were focused on raiding dungeons felt that they had made a huge profit.
The Roman Guards and the Red Mohist Army rushed the fastest, and the "Fire Battalion" and "Divine Arms Battalion" followed closely behind.
Liu Qi and Ding Xiu were not noble people who did not want to snatch the spoils of war, but they really could not squeeze past those professional plunderers. They were forced out of the battlefield where the spoils of war were scattered, and had no choice but to join the team that chased after the defeated soldiers. Who knew that misfortune and fortune were intertwined, and they accidentally got lucky.
The fewer people in the army, the more " game coins " each person could get. That was 200 taels! Each person in the fire brigade would get at least 16 taels!
Money encouraged the players to rush into the door of the merchant house. Although dozens of Roman guards were killed by a row of muskets as soon as they rushed into the merchant house, the Red Mohist Army and the Firefighting Battalion who took up the position behind them were killed.
The Dutchman, who had finished shooting, fell to the ground. He rubbed it hard.
As more and more players swarmed into the merchant house and occupied every corner, Hans, who had been hiding in the warehouse for half an hour, finally could not help but order the soldiers to raise the white flag and surrender.
This war, which had no tactics to speak of and could be called a brawl, came to an end just like that. There was no tactical confrontation that required one to rack their brains, nor was there the scorching heat of a rain of bullets. There was only a brief period of simplicity.
The moment Wang Kaizhi and Tao Yao followed the players into the merchant house, everyone who was marked red in the eyes of the players turned yellow.
Out of a total of 1,000 people, there were only 700 or so members left. They were red-haired soldiers, sailors, Fujian fishermen, foreign merchants, missionaries, doctors, Han craftsmen, servants, and workers.
Wang Kaizhi did not have enough medical personnel and medicine on hand. The seriously injured Dutch soldiers could only give them a quick death with spears to avoid dying in pain.
New missions kept appearing. Clean up the battlefield, repair the damage to the buildings, transport the dead bodies into the sea.
Collect all the valuables in the building and gather them in the open space outside the building according to their categories.
Escort the sailors to a nearby area to control the warship. Wait for the blue name character to come and receive them.
The rewards for each mission were different, especially for the second mission. Wang Kaizhi was not afraid of the players stealing. Not to mention that they had already filled their pockets with the loot from the battlefield, so they could not take more.
Players can also report and supervise each other. Those who successfully report will receive Reputation and Merit Points. Thieves will be severely punished by the army they belong to.
This can make the army
The members of the team supervised each other to prevent any greedy players who liked to court death from taking it even if they could not.
"The high official has been snatched away."
Hans Putmans, who had been taken captive, felt a chill in his heart. He could already foresee the violent reaction of the company when they learned of this.
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