Summon players, rebuild Dawei

On the second day after sending out the request for cooperation, Jiang Shu received a reply from Bai Lanxing. Xun Ling expressed his willingness to ally with him and jointly recover the lost land of Fuxing County and Duanmen County.

In the next two days, Bu Jingyun also successively received the city defense deployments from the [-] groups of player spies sent out.

The situation was just as he had expected. Sheng County and Ningxiang County, which were closest to Miryang and Bailanxing, were the most heavily defended, especially Sheng County, with as many as 3000 guards, and Ningxiang County also had [-] guards. Obviously, the Xiongnu army is outside, and they are always on guard against Xun Ling's army attacking the rear.

To attack the city, Sheng County and Ningxiang County are undoubtedly the most difficult, but apart from these two counties, the defense of the other twelve counties is much looser, and there are at most hundreds of guards in a city, like Luan Yin who is far away. , Songyin, Wuxia, Xunxian and other counties have not even repaired the dilapidated city walls.

After receiving information about the enemy's city defense, Bu Jingyun had a preliminary plan in mind.

On the same day, the mansion held a brief meeting on the siege strategy. After the end, Jiang Shu wrote another letter and sent it to Bai Lanxing.

Immediately, Cangcao and Jincao each received instructions to check and inspect the shipped food, grass and military equipment. The Medical Chamber of Commerce also received the task of Jiang Shufa, and this time it will send a medical team to accompany the army.

In the early morning of the next day, Bu Jingyun led the army to make a military oath in the camp and drank strong wine. In the afternoon, the Miryang army gathered outside the city gate and prepared to go out.

In the last battle of Bailanxing, Bu Jingyun only brought [-] players to help, which was not a real battle.

But this time, the Miyang Army has a total of 2000 soldiers, only [-] recruits are left to defend the city, led by Bu Jingyun, and the remaining [-] soldiers will participate in this battle.

Strictly speaking, this was the first expedition of the Miryang army.

At such an important moment, Jiang Shu, as the prefect of Xingjun, naturally had to go out of the city to see him off in person.

At that time, the warm autumn sun was shining brightly, and the sunlight reflected on the armor and weapons of the soldiers, shining brightly.

Jiang Shu stood on the carriage and looked over. Fifteen hundred soldiers lined up neatly and their morale was high.

Especially the player soldiers who are arranged in the center, everyone wears a black mask on their faces, and their armor is also different from other soldiers, it is mainly black, and they are wearing black robes behind them. They are all red, except for the two rows in the center that are completely black, like ghost soldiers from hell, both terrifying and intimidating.

It was Zhang Zifang's proposal to equip player soldiers with masks.

The player's undead characteristic may be able to hide it in a short period of time, but after fighting more battles, there will always be times when it cannot be hidden, so they simply put a mask on each player soldier, so that others cannot see through their appearance.

In this way, even if the army will never be reduced, outsiders will automatically make up the reason for them.

For example, the name of this army soldier is actually just a code name, the person behind the mask has been changed several times, the so-called undead army is just Jiang Shu trying to create a myth, and so on.

As for the facts, only they themselves know.

The soldiers and players are also quite satisfied with this outfit. Those who got the equipment discussed excitedly on the forum last night, and gave their army countless names, "Ghost Face", "Black Panther", "Photo Ghosts", "Darkbringers"... everything.

At the end of the discussion, most people still felt that the "Ghost Army" was the most mysterious and most in line with their secondary aura, so they named the army the Ghost Army.

Of course, this is the title determined internally by the players themselves, and Jiang Shu still calls them the most common name - Flying Eagles.

At this time, because of wearing this special attire, the player soldiers who usually love to chat non-stop. In order to reflect the mystery of their team, they stopped talking. Admiring eyes from all directions.

Jiang Shu didn't notice these players' embarrassing mentality. He only saw that the army of more than 1000 people was lined up neatly and imposing like a rainbow, and he couldn't help but feel agitated.

Before setting off, he once again toasted the soldiers with a cup of Zhuang Xingjiu.

The autumn wind was blowing the flags and the drums were beating. After drinking a bowl of wine, the throat and chest were scorching hot.

Jiang Shu held up the empty bowl and said, "I am here on behalf of the people of Xing County. Thank you to all the officers and men for not fearing life and death and going out bravely. I hope that our Miryang army will be victorious this time and come back triumphant!"

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Although he was very free and easy when seeing him off, but after returning to the government office, Jiang Shu couldn't help but start to worry again.

He naturally trusts Bu Jingyun's judgment and ability, and trusts him. Even though he knows rationally that they have a great chance of winning this battle, emotionally, he always has concerns.

After all, they were the ones who initiated the attack this time, and they were fighting the most difficult battle to seize the city.

Jiang Shu always had thoughts in his mind from time to time, what to do if something goes wrong, what to do if the spies in the city are discovered, how much will be lost if it fails, and so on.

With this kind of worry in his heart, his work efficiency has also dropped a lot, and he can't help being distracted while looking at the official documents.

Since you can't work well, then do something else to divert attention.

Jiang Shu simply spread out the blank paper and conceived of future newspaper manuscripts.

Creation is something he loves. Once he devotes himself to it, he can forget all the troubles around him.

Maybe it's because he hasn't written for too long, and he misses the feeling of creation very much. At this time, when he starts to write, he is full of inspiration. It took two hours to finalize the outline of the character design, and then began to write the beginning of the novel.

He couldn't stop writing this, until it was dark, he was still sitting in the official office writing hard.

This is what Xie Yin saw when he came in.

In Nuo Da's main hall, only two candles were lit on the desk in front of it. The dim yellow light reflected the young man's clear and fair face, and the floor around the desk was covered with white paper filled with writing.

The little book boy in the hall was kneeling and drowsy, while the young man sitting in front of the desk was full of energy, holding a pen in his hand and writing continuously, writing quickly. When he was young, he finished another sheet and put it aside to hang.

Because I was so focused, I didn't even notice that someone came in.

Xie Yin had no choice but to take the initiative to speak out: "Haven't you gone back yet?"

Jiang Shu trembled all over, and wrote a typo directly.

He casually erased the typo, looked up and saw Xie Min standing in front of him, he put down his pen and exhaled: "Brother Xie, next time you come in, you should step harder, I can't stand the fear."

"It was my negligence." Xie Min quickly apologized, then glanced around, paused for a moment on a certain piece of paper, and asked, "Is this writing Zhiguai Zaji?"

"It's just a fictional story." Jiang Shu explained.

Writing in ancient times, many themes and backgrounds were naturally restricted. In this era, there were no mature novels like later generations, and there were only short and simple narrative novels such as "Zhiguai" and "Zhiren".

Jiang Shusi thought about it, and felt that the subject that is more suitable for people's reading tastes in this era is about cultivating immortals, so she decided to try to follow the traditional mortal cultivating immortals. Anyway, when it is published later, she will choose a pseudonym randomly, and no one will know it is him. Written, the players probably thought it was written by their own people.

"Brother Xie came at the right time. I'm a young man, and my writing is too long and straightforward. It would be great if Brother Xie could help me shorten my words and phrases." After speaking, he got up and picked up the manuscripts one by one and folded them in a stack in order.

Xie Yin looked at the half-palm-thick paper and said, "Are there so many stories?"

Jiang Shu shook his head: "No, there's only one article here, and it's just the beginning. Brother Xie, do you want to read it?"

Xie Min was curious, nodded and said, "Okay."

Jiang Shu handed over a stack of manuscripts, Xie Min took a look at it, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The first thing he noticed was the many small symbols in the text that indicated sentence reading. After studying their respective functions for a while, he paid attention to the content of the article itself.

Jiang Shu is not self-effacing, the words and sentences he used are indeed too casual and lengthy, and only a long paragraph at the beginning describes an environment.

Xie Yin was a little uncomfortable with this style of writing at first, feeling that it was too loose and lengthy to read, but after reading a few pages, he was gradually drawn into the context, no longer obsessed with words, but focused on the story itself.

Regardless of the thick stack of papers, it only takes Xie Yin a quarter of an hour to finish reading.

As Jiang Shu himself said, this story has just begun.

However, just such a beginning really surprised him.

Different from the myths and anecdotes he knew, this story fabricated a country where everyone has the aptitude to cultivate immortals.

Some people are born with extraordinary talents, and they are born to be the favored children of heaven, while some people have mixed talents, and they can only be mediocre in their lives.

The protagonist of this article is an ordinary person who was born in a family of immortal cultivators. He should have a noble status, but because of his low qualifications, he is ridiculed and trampled by others.

This is actually the most common beginning of modern cultivating novels, and Xie Yin found it extremely novel because he had never read such a genre before.

At this time, he had completely ignored the discomfort in the diction. Seeing the protagonist being bullied in various ways at home, he couldn't help frowning, suppressing his faint anger and continuing to read, until the plot changed, and several immortals came to the family to take him away. As an apprentice, although the protagonist knows that he cannot cultivate, he still tested his aptitude with a glimmer of hope.

Xie Yin couldn't help but come up with an idea, is it possible that the protagonist can reverse his life here?

At this moment, the story came to an abrupt end. After Xie Yin finished reading the last picture, he found that it was gone, so he raised his head and turned his attention to Jiang Shu.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Jiang Shu was waiting for his comment, but Xie Min asked, "What happened after that?"

"what?"

"He went to test his aptitude, then what?"

Jiang Shucai realized that he was asking about the plot, and saw that he was frowning just now, and thought that his writing style had made the other party so unbearable that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Brother Xie, do you want to know the follow-up?"

"nature."

Jiang Shu couldn't help laughing, and said, "I'll write the follow-up tomorrow."

Xie Yin felt a twitch in his heart: "Aren't you going to write today?"

"I won't write anymore, I still have a lot of official documents to read." Jiang Shu smiled and asked again: "Brother Xie, can you simplify the sentences for me? Otherwise, it will be too wasteful to print the manuscript in the future."

When Xie Yin looked at him for a while, seeing that he was really not going to write any more, he had no choice but to agree: "Okay."

Immediately, he fetched a pen and paper and edited it for him on the spot.

The two of them sat in the official office, one was approving official documents, the other was correcting manuscripts, quietly spending the gradually deepening night.

On the other side, in the open field, the moonlight shone on the tents of the camp, and the candles in the tents of the Chinese army burned all night.

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The next day, the sun was weak and the autumn wind was bleak.

After several hours of rushing, the assembled army finally arrived outside Sheng County.

Xun Ling looked up at the Xiongnu army on the city wall who were ready to defend the city, and issued an order: "Set up camp and rest, and attack the city in the afternoon!"