Ma Su quickly figured out the limits of the simulator.
Each simulation only takes about half an hour in reality, but ten days in the simulation scenario.
Ma Su shook his head, stretched out his limbs, called his soldiers, and set up camp by the Weishui River.
He bent down and got in.
I plan to compete with the simulator.
As a veteran Krypton gold player who has been in the Bronze 5 rank for eight years, he has been keenly aware of the loopholes in the system from the previous two simulations.
Although you can only simulate ten days in advance at a time, there is a lot that can be done about it.
Now, he wants to verify this loophole... Oh no, is the mechanism of brushing officials and points as he thought?
If it is, then it is developed.
[You spend a little stability value to start the simulation scene.]
[Dream simulation, I am invincible, hahahaha...]
This opening voice is a bit over the top...
The vision dimmed and then brightened again, and the scene quickly loaded.
"Prime Minister, the last general is willing to lead the elite troops back to save Hanzhong!"
"Prime Minister, the last general is also willing to lead the troops there!"
"Prime Minister, the general is willing to go!"
"Prime Minister, I... was just passing by... passing by." Ma Di, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately cupped his hands when Zhuge Liang looked over, took two steps back, and stood apart from Wei Yan, Zhao Yun, and Jiang Wei.
He expressed his attitude that he had no idea about returning to save Hanzhong.
I, Ma Su, am just a subordinate, not qualified to lead an army in a war. The Prime Minister should hire someone else who is wise.
Seeing this, Zhuge Liang's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Then, his eyes wandered back and forth over Wei Yan, Zhao Yun, and Jiang Wei.
After a long while, he sighed: "The responsibility of rescuing Hanzhong is heavy, so don't be hasty. You should step back first and let me think twice."
The three of them looked at each other and reluctantly resigned.
There were only two people left in the handsome tent.
Zhuge Liang looked at Ma Di and stopped talking.
Ma Su looked around, but did not make contact with Zhuge Liang, thinking proudly:
"If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it. This is the eternal truth."
'The Prime Minister wants to use my talents but doesn't want to promote me. He really doesn't regard me, Ma Su, as a human being!'
"The donkeys in the production team don't dare to use it like this!"
The atmosphere froze for a while, and then Zhuge Liang broke the silence: "You Chang, I've been thinking about it, and I feel that you made a great contribution by scolding Wang Lang to death in front of the two armies, but the reward you received seems to be a little less. What do you think?
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"Prime Minister, your feeling is right!" Ma Di nodded firmly, and from Zhuge Liang's tone, he could hear that the latter wanted to promote him.
I was immediately overjoyed.
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang's words changed: "Although the reward for previous achievements is light, there are rules in the army. It is not easy for me, the Prime Minister, to pursue rewards for you for no reason."
Hearing this, Ma Su became anxious: "What should we do?"
"If you don't reward enough for your merits, the soldiers will be disappointed, Prime Minister!"
Well, the main thing is that I feel chilled.
The only thing I need to write on my face is the word "Hanxin". Prime Minister, you can't see it, can you?
No way?
Zhuge Liang waved his hand and said calmly: "If Hanzhong is lost, my army of hundreds of thousands will be homeless."
"Well, well, well, what the Prime Minister said makes sense." Ma Su nodded in agreement, but did not fall for it.
He had already made up his mind that if Zhuge Liang did not give him a promotion today, even if the latter told the truth, he would never take the initiative to go rescue Hanzhong.
Isn't it just a Hanzhong County? If you lose it, just lose it. At worst, we can all play together!
Today I want to see whether you, the Prime Minister, are anxious, or I am anxious.
Zhuge Liang's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "I would like to temporarily appoint you as a partial general to take over the duties of the main general and lead the army back to save Hanzhong. What do you think?"
No matter what! Ma Su curled his lips and said nothing.
Zhuge Liang added: "If you can defend Hanzhong here and have your post as a general promoted to a regular one, if you can defeat Zhang He and then weaken his spirit..."
"How?" Ma Su asked.
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly: "If that's the case, why not make you a general in the formation?"
"A gentleman's word?"
"Hurry up and whip your horse!"
Ma Su was overjoyed and took the military order from Zhuge Liang's hand, cupping his hand and saying: "Prime Minister, wait for my good news!"
"I have nine ways to defend Hanzhong and defeat Zhang He!"
"Nine types!"
Ma Su turned around and stepped out of the tent proudly. For a moment, he felt that his figure must be extremely majestic.
The wind is rustling...Bah, bah, bah, go to Hanzhong to show off your fame, and kill Dai Ling with ten thousand flags!
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"Kill!"
"Kill all the Shu soldiers and capture Hanzhong!"
At the south exit of Chencang Road, there is still a familiar scene and the familiar shouts of Wei soldiers.
Ma Su was wrapped in a robe, stretched out one arm arrogantly, ignored the 20,000 Wei soldiers rushing over the mountains and plains, and gestured to Dai Ling on the hillside: "You, come here!"
Dai Ling was startled, and quickly raised his hand and pressed it down.
The charging Wei soldiers received the order and stopped involuntarily. They turned back to look at their general.
In his life, Dai Ling has seen many people who are not afraid of death, but those people are usually talented, bold, and brave characters who are not afraid of death.
Those who are brave have confidence, and those who are brave are natural.
But he had never seen anyone like Ma Su, who was so powerless, fell into an ambush, and dared to be so arrogant in the face of thousands of troops.
The most important thing is that this person is still wrapped in a thick robe on a hot day.
It's really weird.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Dai Ling panicked for no reason, and inexplicably thought of the scene at the street pavilion. At that time, Ma Su was standing on the mountain, trapped in death, and he was also so arrogant.
Later, it was proved that he did have the capital to be arrogant.
The Wei army was defeated again and again.
Before Dai Ling could figure out the reason, his cheek felt painful, numb, and then cold.
Snow particles slanted down from the sky, and the sky and the earth suddenly became blurred, and everyone was shivering from the cold.
Dai Ling was startled again and seemed to understand why Ma Su and the Shu soldiers wore such thick clothes.
The other side comes prepared!
Canglang——
Dai Ling held a spear in one hand and pulled out a long sword from his waist with the other hand, waiting to urge the soldiers forward to fight for his life in a bloody battle.
Unexpectedly, the long sword came out of his hand and flew a long distance before falling to the ground.
His hands were numb from the cold.
Half an hour later.
The Shu army won a great victory, wiping out 20,000 Wei soldiers without spending a single soldier.
One day later, Zhang He led 30,000 troops to support him.
The two sides were in a stalemate at the Chencang Road crossing.
Another month of chaos.
Zhang He repeatedly attacked the Sichuan stronghold and was unable to defeat it. After losing nearly 10,000 soldiers, he had to retreat in embarrassment with the remaining 20,000 soldiers and horses.
After his two defeats in Jieting, he lost to Ma Su twice more.
A fatal nemesis, a lifelong enemy, nothing more than that!
This time, Ma Su decisively chose to pursue the victory.
There is a saying in the art of war: one can make a strong effort, then it will weaken, and three times it will be exhausted.
Zhang He's fierce attack failed for a month, and his morale must have sunk to the bottom.
If we don’t catch up now, when will we wait?
As a general, you should treat the enemy as cold as winter!
With this in mind, Ma Su led his army, bravely rushed out of the camp, and quickly pursued Zhang He in the direction in which he retreated.
Half a day later, the Shu army entered Zhang He's ambush.
In the chaos of the battle, Zhang He rode his horse and rushed over quickly. The long knife in his hand swung out a dazzling cold light, crossing the distance of time and space, and went straight to Ma Su.
Ma Di was frightened by this scene and murmured to himself: "Is this how taking the heads of enemy generals among thousands of armies is like picking out objects from a bag?"
Very strong and sassy!
I am the enemy general.
As soon as the thought comes up, the simulated scene falls apart in an instant.
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"ah!"
In the tent by the river, Ma Su screamed and sat up, gasping for air, touching his neck with both hands, and found that his head was still there, and he returned to reality.
