Fu Qingyang opened his eyes suddenly and saw the crisscrossing beams and fish-scale tiles. He turned over and sat up, looking around. He was in an ancient barracks.
There are several hard bows hanging on the wall, three swords on the long table, and spears, halberds, shuo and spears on the weapon racks.
His upper body was naked, and his right chest was wrapped in a thick bandage, with faint traces of blood showing through. After gentle pressure with his fingertips, he felt severe pain.
The body was seriously injured, affecting the heart and lungs.
At this time, the "Yanshi" mark on his forehead felt slightly hot, and a fragmented and brief memory came through.
Fu Qingyang's current identity is the youngest hussar general in the Southern Dynasties, a first-rank officer named Yang Ce.
A month ago, the Northern Dynasty gathered 400,000 troops to march south, attacking cities and villages along the way. The Southern Dynasty's army was weak in combat, and they either abandoned the city and fled, or surrendered to the enemy and treason.
General Yang Ce was ordered to face the danger and was granted the title of Grand Marshal. He led the last 50,000 elite troops of the Southern Dynasty to guard Linxia City, vowing to curb the Northern Dynasty's march southward and keep the enemy outside the capital.
There's just so much information.
It turned out to be a "role-playing" dungeon. No wonder the main mission was a "role-playing" dungeon. As an experienced person, this was not the first time Fu Qingyang encountered this type of dungeon.
Role-playing dungeons are usually high-difficulty dungeons.
In addition, this copy has another feature, that is, it is not known what role the teammates are.
[Ding! The main mission is activated, repel the Northern Dynasty army or protect the Southern Dynasty capital.]
"There are no restrictions in the spiritual realm, which means that my identity does not need to be kept secret and can be announced to my teammates. Is it because I am the commander-in-chief of the armed forces?"
Fu Qingyang sensed his body and found that all Yanshi's skills were there, the inventory could be opened, and his skills and props were not restricted. However, the physical injuries were real and seriously affected his combat effectiveness.
He walked to the bronze mirror standing on the table and saw a pale, handsome face.
His appearance is still that of Fu Qingyang, unchanged.
He quickly made a judgment that his spiritual mission did not require decryption, hiding, or intrigue. What he wanted was war, war, and war!
"Succinct and clear main missions often mean that the enemy is terrifyingly powerful, so first understand the current situation before proceeding."
Fu Qingyang skillfully put on the fish scale armor, picked up a sword and strode out of the barracks.
"marshal!"
The two soldiers at the door saw him coming out and bowed their heads in greeting.
Fu Qingyang nodded sternly and looked at the soldiers on the left: "Go and summon all the generals in the army to discuss matters."
He then looked at the soldier on the right: "You lead the way."
The soldier on the left accepted the promise and left. Although the soldier on the right didn't understand why he had to lead the way to the "Military Machine Hall" by himself, he definitely obeyed the marshal's order.
Along the way, Fu Qingyang looked around. This was the barracks in the city. Looking to the north, he could see the towering city walls, hunting flags, and soldiers holding sharp swords.
Not long after, Fu Qingyang followed the soldiers to a building with raised eaves, and the words "Military Machine Hall" were hung under the eaves.
The soldiers stayed outside. Fu Qingyang, with a sword at his waist, pushed open the lattice door, stepped over the threshold, and after a casual sweep, he saw high-backed chairs surrounding a huge sand table.
Behind the marshal's seat hangs a precise ancient map.
Fu Qingyang walked to the map, stared at it deeply, and quickly found the location of "Linxia City" on the map, which was directly north of the capital.
The two cities are forty miles apart. Once Linxia City is defeated, the army will be able to approach the capital of the Southern Dynasties.
Fu Qingyang stared at the map and slowly formed a 3D map in his mind. Mountains, rivers and other terrains emerged in his mind one by one.
In just five minutes, he had the topography of Linxia City within a ten-mile radius imprinted in his mind—if the map was drawn correctly.
At this time, Fu Qingyang heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside the door.
Twelve people, all experts, three earth monster professions, two wood demons, two fire masters. Fu Qingyang turned to look at the lattice door, just in time to see the door being pushed open, a group of people wearing fish scale armor, heavy armor, and light armor
Senior generals cross the threshold and enter the military machine hall.
Fu Qingyang's eyes narrowed and he saw a few familiar faces - Lingjun, Zhao Chenghuang, and the world returned to fire.
The appearance of the three people has not changed. At this time, they are looking curiously, observing the environment and their companions, and carefully hiding their "new arrival" status.
At this time, the three of them also saw Fu Qingyang, their expressions were happy, and they immediately suppressed it.
Fu Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the senior general who entered the room, and said calmly: "Sit down!"
The nine native generals naturally found their positions. Upon seeing this, Lingjun, Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo occupied the remaining three positions.
Before Fu Qingyang could speak, a strong man with a rough face and slightly red eyes snorted:
"Marshal, the army is approaching and we have many things to do. If you have anything to say, just say it, but don't act rashly again and harm the soldiers of the three armies."
When the strong man spoke, Fu Qingyang was keenly aware of the expressions of disgust, disdain or hatred on the other generals' faces, and was extremely dissatisfied with Yang Ce.
He couldn't help but look at Lingjun.
Lingjun was worthy of being Mr. Qian’s old love (old partner). He understood it and said in a deep voice:
"Marshal, you ignored the opposition of all the soldiers and led your troops out of the city to attack the enemy camp the day before yesterday. Unexpectedly, you were ambushed. Everyone tried their best and lost 3,000 troops to rescue you. The commander-in-chief is so reckless.
I am ashamed of my trust in the imperial court, I am ashamed of my trust in the people, and I am even more ashamed of the soldiers who died because of you."
The generals stood in awe and looked at Lingjun with admiration.
Fu Qingyang looked at everyone with an expressionless face, already understanding the first dilemma he faced - people's hearts were distracted.
A commander must have the prestige of surrendering the three armies. Without prestige, he cannot command troops. Once he goes to war with the enemy, he will definitely lose.
The first task now is to establish prestige and gather people's hearts!
Fu Qingyang pondered. Generally speaking, the quickest and easiest way is to lead troops out of the city to fight a victorious battle. But now he is a marshal who cannot convince the crowd, and because he led troops out of the city without permission the day before yesterday, the Southern Dynasty army suffered heavy losses. If it happens again,
If it is repeated again, the soldiers will be resentful and have no chance of winning.
To leave the city is to seek death.
As his thoughts flowed, Fu Qingyang said calmly: "I have realized my mistake. I have called you here today just to listen to your opinions. The enemy is besieging the city and Linxia is surrounded by dangers. How should we break the situation?"
He planned to obtain detailed information about the enemy before making any further decisions.
Hearing this, all the generals showed surprise. This young marshal who thought highly of himself actually admitted his mistake?
The sun comes out in the west?
Fu Qingyang looked around and said coldly: "What, you are just a loser and have no plans?"
Incited by this, the fire master among the generals could not help but stood up and started talking loudly about his strategies and ideas.
Fu Qingyang was in the top position, leaning on the table with his elbows, listening with a cold expression, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head.
Not long after, under the guidance of several generals, Fu Qingyang figured out the enemy's situation. The commander of the Northern Dynasty army was Tuoba Guanghe, who was known as the strongest man in the north.
This man aspired to be the strongest in the North more than ten years ago. Ten years after his debut, he killed all the major sects in the North and trembled. After becoming invincible, he entered the court as a general, formed a "giant" army, and dominated the world.
Invincible.
The most glorious achievement was six years ago, when he led an army of 500 giants to attack the barbarians in the north, spanning 800 miles, and fought all the way to the royal court of the barbarians in the north. He finally put an end to the barbarians for the Northern Dynasty, and was able to concentrate on the southern expedition and complete the unification of the world.
Hegemony.
According to legend, Tuoba Guanghe has a body like an iron tower, three heads and eight arms. He can stop a million troops by himself and will never tire. The same is true for the giant army he led. During the eight hundred miles of grassland battle, this army
There is no need for food and grass supplies at all.
The ancient god of war, the giant army under his command is composed of bewitching demons. Fu Qingyang's handsome face revealed a hint of solemnity.
The ancient God of War was born for killing and war. What's more, this ancient God of War also formed an army of bewitching monsters, whose combat effectiveness can be imagined.
Of course, Fu Qingyang is not afraid, because Yanshi is also born for war. To use the description in ancient novels, it is the southern Yanshi and the northern war god. The two brothers are at odds with each other.
Then, Fu Qingyang made a detailed understanding of the enemy's and our own military services, his own supplies, equipment, the number of people in the city, the storage capacity of the granary, etc. Lingjun, Tianxiaguihuo and Zhao Chenghuang listened very seriously.
After every general expressed his opinion and proposed his own strategy, Fu Qingyang said loudly:
"I will keep your wise words in mind and I will think about them hard at night. You are busy with military affairs. This is the end of today's discussion. Let's go back."
Although there was no result from the discussion, several generals got the opportunity to express their feelings and left with satisfaction, having somewhat changed their views on the proud Yang Ce.
"You three stay here for a moment." Fu Qingyang called out to Lingjun and the others.
Tianxiaguihuo took the initiative to close the lattice door, and Lingjun immediately returned to his lazy posture, almost putting his feet on the sand table.
Fu Qingyang didn't talk nonsense: "What information did you find out?"
Zhao Chenghuang put it bluntly:
"What I hear the most is the slander against you by the lieutenants and officers in private. Yang Ce is a son of a powerful family, and his sister is the queen of the dynasty. He relied on family background and nepotism to become a hussar general. This time the Northern Dynasty invaded, that person in the capital
This foolish king listened to the queen's advice and actually appointed an inexperienced son of a noble family as his commander to fight against the Northern Dynasty's 400,000-strong army and against Tuoba Guanghe, the top master in the Northern Territory."
Tianxiaguihuo added:
"I have observed the soldiers in the barracks. I can only say that they are a qualified army, but they are far from being called a tiger and wolf army. They will definitely lose against the Northern Dynasty's cavalry. In addition, Tuoba Guanghe is bloodthirsty and warlike.
Whenever the city is breached, there will be a massacre, and the people in the city will be in panic. If the army had not guarded the city gates and fortified the walls to clear the fields, all the people in the city would have fled long ago."
Lingjun sighed with emotion: "The morale of the army is lax, the morale of the people is lax, 50,000 versus 400,000. Alas, if it were a confrontation on flat ground, the Southern Dynasty would have been destroyed. Fortunately, I used the flying bird to observe the terrain of Linxia City. It is surrounded by mountains in the south and water in the north.
It’s high and easy to defend but difficult to attack.”
After speaking, he added: "Well, our only advantage is the city wall."
After Fu Qingyang listened silently, he also handed knives to his three teammates: "I speculate that Tuoba Guanghe's level is at least the peak of the eighth level, and most likely the early ninth level, and this does not include the other rulers of the Northern Dynasty.
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"Fuck!" Lingjun stood up suddenly and bared his teeth: "I'm just a saint."
The faces of Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang were more solemn than ever before. The former hesitated and said, "My main mission is to survive ten days, what about you?"
"Same!" Lingjun and Zhao Chenghuang said at the same time.
"My main mission is to repel the enemy or protect the capital." Fu Qingyang said.
Lingjun cast a look of pity on his best friend: "As promised in advance, I will withdraw from the spirit realm immediately after ten days. Don't even think about me staying to help you."
Fu Qingyang said coldly: "I don't need cannon fodder."
After a pause, he said, "Have you seen Yuan Shi and other members of Return of the Dead?"
The three of them shook their heads slightly, and Lingjun said: "I don't know where that kid is. Yes, find them quickly. Only with them here can we fight this battle."
Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang thought the same way. In such a difficult copy, Yuanshi Tianzun could bring them a sense of security.
Fu Qingyang sneered:
"This copy is called The King of Subjugation. Now that we are in the barracks, who do you think the Hun King will be?"
The three of them looked at each other, and Lingjun said loudly: "Retreat to the capital immediately."
At this time, a deafening roar exploded in the barracks, and the sound was rolling.
The expressions of the four people in the military machine hall changed slightly. Fu Qingyang strode out, looked at the soldiers on duty outside the door, and said in a deep voice:
"Go and explore immediately."
The soldier didn't move, and looked as if he was not surprised: "Marshal, this is the prisoner from the Northern Dynasty who is yelling. It is like this every day. Have you forgotten?"