usatvline Chapter 81 Kill! Kill! The braided thing has been delivered to our doorstep!
Chapter 81 Kill! Kill! The braided thing has been delivered to our doorstep!
Chapter 81 Kill! Kill! The braided thing has been delivered to our doorstep!
"Damn it, someone's sneaking into my house from behind!"
Rock slapped his forehead; he finally figured out what was going on.
You should know that this gold mine not only has a difficult road ahead, but also a much longer but smoother road behind it!
When he sent out cavalry to investigate earlier, he found that the main forces of the three bandits were all here, so he never thought that enemies would suddenly appear behind this gold mine.
But then he thought again, since the enemies ahead had been wiped out but the battle was still not over, where were the remaining enemies?
It must be behind the gold mine!
So there was no time to clean up the battlefield. Rock quickly ordered his soldiers to gather together and head towards the rear before considering anything else.
As for the claim that the battlefield was left unattended, causing the corpses on the ground to mutate into living zombies?
At worst, we can just fight another battle. Maybe after they mutate into zombies, these guys can even bring Rock some extra experience points and rewards!
"Wait a minute, doesn't that mean if I didn't clean up the battlefield before, I could use these corpses to fight another small battle later?"
Suddenly, Rock realized a crucial question!
He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known that his system could be used to exploit bugs in this way, he shouldn't have made his soldiers busy cleaning up the battlefield. He should have waited for the zombies to spawn first!
To others, the undead were a group of thankless enemies.
Not only do they gain no benefit from fighting the undead, but if they're not careful, these things can also inflict significant damage on them.
But it's different for Rock. Since he can calculate battle rewards from the system, it means that his system supports using battle to sustain battle, so wouldn't these zombies be the best experience babies?
Sigh, Rock couldn't help but beat his chest in frustration. He had actually forgotten to nurture these experience babies like monsters and slowly grind them down!
Next time, he should have his soldiers cut off the legs or spines of the zombies, then have them harvest the half-paralyzed zombies and have them fight again.
If you smash his head open, he won't get the reward!
"General, now that we've been ambushed in the rear, should we speed up?"
Just then, a young company commander ran over and asked a question, but Rock couldn't help rolling his eyes and asked in bewilderment, "I don't understand, why do we need to speed up? We can just take our time getting back!"
"We don't have any supply lines behind the gold mine, and we've brought enough dry rations, so we don't need to worry about the enemy cutting off our food supplies. Besides, there's nothing valuable behind the gold mine, so even if the enemy wanted to burn, kill, and plunder, they wouldn't have a chance to do so."
"So just take it slow, what's the rush?"
Upon hearing what Rock said, the young army company commander couldn't help but slap his forehead, realizing that he had really lost his mind just now.
Yes, now, apart from the temporary military camps, all that's left at the gold mine is the ore veins; there's nothing of value or importance there.
Even if the enemy from behind burned down the entire camp, they didn't care, since they wouldn't continue to be stationed here anyway. As for the mine, how could it possibly be stolen?
Once they realized this, Rock's unit immediately stopped feeling rushed, and many soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.
Many of them had previously thought that their retreat had been accidentally cut off by the enemy, but now that they thought about it, it seemed that the enemy who ambushed them from the rear was indeed insignificant.
At this very moment, the force that was launching a sneak attack behind the gold mine was none other than the Qing army led by Akdun and Guo Xingye!
These guys had a pretty clever plan: to snatch the gold mine while the Luo family army was fighting the bandits.
Looking back, even if those bandits wiped out Luo's army, they would be severely weakened. At that point, they would have no room to bargain with them and would have no choice but to accept it.
As for what to do if Luo's army wins?
Most of the Qing army did not believe that Luo's army could win this battle, because they thought that Luo's army was far outnumbered by the bandits, and even if Luo's army had better weapons and equipment, it should not be able to defeat the other side.
Moreover, even if the Luo family army were to win, it would only be a Pyrrhic victory for them. Would they still have the ability to fight against the imperial army?
With this in mind, a group of Green Standard Army soldiers stormed into the gold mine, intending to first set up camp there and then launch a surprise attack when the fighting in front was at its fiercest.
But they never expected that they would be ambushed by the enemy in the mine as soon as they arrived at the gold mine!
Prior to this, Rock had recruited three squads of slave rats and had the rat-men grenadiers supervise these slave rats to help him mine.
These slave rats were also very dedicated. After eating what Rock considered to be no different from pig feed, they were all filled with enthusiasm and eager to prove their worth to the new warlord.
Although the Skaven ratmen viewed kindness as a virtue that was largely equivalent to cowardice, these slave rats were still quite grateful when they actually encountered a relatively kind warlord.
In any case, eating better is better than eating junk food all day long, right?
That is why they all desperately try to prove their abilities to the warlord, fearing that the warlord will think they are too useless and not worthy of the "excellent food", and then make them eat the same garbage and feces as before.
But as they dug, suddenly, the rats hiding in the mine smelled a strange odor.
The smell was both familiar and strange to them; its main component was the sweet and delicious taste of human flesh, and that was absolutely true.
Because they rarely detect that salt in the blood of animals other than humans, humans themselves taste delicious to these mice, possessing a unique flavor.
Besides the human scent, they also smelled a strange medicinal fragrance. This smell made the mice feel a little intoxicated for a moment, but to be honest, they didn't really like this strange smell.
They couldn't explain why, but the taste always gave them a very uneasy feeling, as if some strange mutation would occur after eating it.
Just as the rats were wondering who had suddenly come here, a rat-man grenadier who was on guard duty outside rushed into the mine, pulled out a whip, and began to whip the slave rats.
"Get out! Get out now! You lazybones! Useless cowards!"
"Quick! Quick! Those braided devils are attacking! Cut off their heads! Kill! Kill!"
What?
An enemy has invaded?
Upon hearing this news, the group of slave rats were slightly taken aback.
They never expected that they would suddenly encounter invading enemies in the rear. Who knows where these guys came from?
But then, the eyes of these slave rats instantly became red and bloodshot, and their glands began to secrete a pheromone that made the rats irritable, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of all the slave rats.
They were just worrying about how to demonstrate their value to the warlords when, to their utter surprise, meritorious service was delivered to their doorstep!
They didn't know what kind of enemy was invading this place, but there was no doubt that they were the only troops stationed in this area at the moment!
Without any hesitation, the giant rats immediately threw down their pickaxes, quickly picked up their crude spears, and filed out of the mine, charging towards the Qing soldiers who had just arrived.
The Qing soldiers who had just arrived at the mine were exhausted, and almost every one of them was holding a pipe and puffing away on opium.
In order to get here from the rear before the battle ended, they had to carry out a forced march, which left them almost exhausted.
Honestly, if it weren't for the lamas sent by the imperial court providing them with a new type of health-enhancing drug that made these Qing soldiers feel incredibly strong and had seemingly inexhaustible stamina after inhaling it, they would never have been able to carry out any forced marches.
No one knows exactly how magical that tobacco paste was, but along the way they ran, they somehow managed to achieve the marching ability that only top-tier elite soldiers could theoretically possess.
So much so that not only them, but even Akdun and Guo Xingye, who rode over with them, were dumbfounded.
"Hahaha, I never expected that those newly sent lamas from the imperial court would have such a use! This longevity balm is truly miraculous!"
"It's strange, really. I wonder why Lord Wanfu is so resistant to those lamas, even forbidding us from using that 'longevity ointment' freely. Could it be that he wants to keep it all for himself and sell it for money?"
Guo Xingye, holding a pipe, puffed away while asking Acton a rather presumptuous question.
If he were sober, he certainly wouldn't dare to speak ill of Wanfu behind his back, especially not to Wanfu's trusted subordinates.
But in his dazed state, he blurted out what was on his mind.
Upon hearing this, Akdun, who was also holding a pipe, instinctively retorted, "Shut up! Lord Wanfu is not that kind of person!"
"But then again, this general has no idea what's going on either—"
The two had no idea that the reason Wanfu didn't allow his soldiers to use that thing was simply because he didn't want them to ruin their lives by using all that steroids.
He had seen too many Manchu bannermen squander their fortunes on this stuff, even selling their permanent farmland, which is why he was so resistant to it, let alone the brand-new version of the drug with added ingredients.
Just as the two were still wondering, suddenly, a chorus of shouts and battle cries erupted from the mine behind them.
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