The injustice system and the war-mad me

"How many people are here?" Governor Mo Hai, who was dressed in military uniform, climbed onto the mottled city wall and asked his own soldier captain.

"There are about seventy or eighty cavalry." The captain of the soldiers reported: "It is estimated that they are just the leading reconnaissance troops."

"Governor, do you want me to bring someone -"

What the captain of the soldiers meant was that he would take a few hundred people to give it a try. If he could defeat or eliminate these seventy or eighty cavalry, it would greatly boost the morale in the city.

"No." Governor Mo Hai rejected the captain's proposal.

"What if there is an ambush outside the city?"

"There are only so many of us together. Before we know the strength of the Khitan people, we must not act rashly."

"That's what the governor said." The captain nodded, feeling that what the governor said made sense.

In his opinion, troops were being lost everywhere these days. According to common sense, this meant that there was a considerable army hidden nearby.

It can't be a ghost-like army with only a few dozen people, attacking everywhere day and night, and creating the illusion that all enemy forces must be annihilated in every battle.

"And maybe just by relying on the outposts outside, the Khitans can beat their heads to pieces and bleed - wait, what do those Khitans want to do!?"

Under the incredulous eyes of Governor Mo Hai, the Khitan cavalry, which at first seemed to be just wandering around for reconnaissance, unexpectedly launched a charge towards the outpost outside the city!

Not to mention Governor Mo Hai, even the Osman soldiers stationed at the outpost were dumbfounded.

You must know that although the outposts dotted outside the city are only made of wood and soil, they are also extremely strong.

Moreover, there are many defensive measures such as trenches, crenels, and towers, which are comparable to small castles.

If you add the dozens of Osman soldiers stationed inside, it will be enough to make thousands of refugees return without success.

And these Khitan people just rushed to the outpost without bringing any tools?

Are they crazy?

However, these are just the opinions of the Osmans. In Shu Yichao's view, that is another matter.

In fact, after investigating Sochia, Shu Yichao went crazy with joy.

"Originally, I thought I was going to fight Grass Valley for a while, but I didn't expect the castle's defense to be so poor."

"Who can defend such a short pile of wood?"

"The distance between outposts is so far, and their speed is so slow. I'm afraid they may not be able to catch up in even a quarter of an hour - enough for me to kill them three times."

“There are also dozens of soldiers at each outpost—so thoughtful.”

"Let's go!" Shu Yichao raised his machete high: "Brothers, go and open the treasure chest!"

"Oh oh oh!!" the nomadic cavalry roared in response.

In the billowing smoke and dust, Shu Yichao took the lead, leading the nomadic cavalry towards an outpost like an arrow from a string.

He immediately opened his bow and shot an arrow at an Osman soldier on the outpost.

"I can't escape even if I'm hit by an arrow!"

The Osman soldiers who were still firing their bows fell to the ground without even making a sound.

The eyes of the people next to me almost bulged out.

Within a hundred steps, he immediately drew his bow and pierced the heart with an arrow - was this really a human being?

No one answered the questions in their hearts, because the death-like buzzing sound had already arrived!

"Dong dong dong!" Shu Yichao didn't rest at all. Within a moment, he cleared all the arrows in the arrow pot in one breath.

Suddenly, there were only a few soldiers left standing on the outpost.

The remaining people also had a blank mind and could only shout endlessly in their hearts.

How can this be?

how can that be! ?

"Drive!" At this time, Shu Yichao had already led the nomadic cavalry to the outpost.

In the midst of galloping, Shu Yichao suddenly jumped up from his horse.

At the same time, the two nomadic cavalry beside him raised their arms at the same time.

In the horrified gazes of everyone on the city wall, in the stunned gaze of Governor Mo Hai, and in the confusion of the soldiers at the outpost - Shu Yichao stepped on the arm of the nomadic cavalry, as if there were two extra pedals in the air.

"what--"

Fish Leaping Dragon Gate!

The sword is as bright as a torch!

Until their heads flew out, the eyes of the Osman soldiers on the outpost were still full of disbelief - could the Khitans fly up?

"Alas--"

"Sure enough, no matter how good the mod is, the underlying code is still the same."

"Thanks to our excellent physics engine from Alien Beacon!"

Shu Yichao happily cleaned the outpost like a whirlwind.

Shu Yichao went on a killing spree, and the other nomadic cavalry were not to be outdone.

They threw out ropes one by one and tied them to the crenellations of the city wall. Then they stepped onto the ground and climbed up to the outpost as if they were walking on flat ground. They followed Shu Yichao and waved their scimitars.

Crying, whining, begging for mercy, they started briefly and ended quickly.

A seemingly solid outpost lasted less than 5 minutes in Shu Yichao's hands.

There was deathly silence at the top of Sochia.

"Click--" The doors of other sentry posts were opened, and the Osman soldiers inside ran towards Sochia City as if they were going crazy.

run!

Run!

Run desperately!

In this case, the so-called outposts are simply living coffins!

However, their escape could not be hidden from Shu Yichao's eyes.

"Want to run?" Seeing the light spots on the screen moving, Shu Yichao quickly scolded the nomadic cavalry around him.

"Don't grab it."

"Go kill all those guys first and then come back to get them."

"Open the city gate quickly, open the city gate quickly!"

When smoke and dust rose into the sky, all the Osman soldiers who planned to flee into the city desperately anticipated their own end.

From a distance, they shouted loudly, hoping that some reinforcements could be sent from the city.

However, no one on the city wall responded.

"surrender!"

"We surrender!"

A terrifying whirlwind swept through, and the soldiers who lost their will to resist threw away their swords and raised their hands.

however……

"What's the use of a prisoner who can't be sold for money?"

"It's all cut."

Death hurricanes come and go even faster.

All that was left was the miserable wind and rain all over the city.

"If only a small group of Khitan warriors would be so powerful."

After a long time, Governor Mo Hai spoke slowly, his voice hoarse as if he had aged ten years: "So how long can we resist after their army arrives?"

The captain of the soldiers was dizzy at the moment, and he was holding on to the mouth of the stack with his hands to prevent him from falling.

Hearing his boss's words, he wanted to say something, but in the end he just moved his throat and couldn't say anything.

"Send someone in disguise and leave the city." Finally, Governor Mo Hai made a decision: "Ask the Sultan for help."

"We have to persist for one, no, half a month no matter what."

"Eh? Can the arms be upgraded?" At the same time, Shu Yichao clicked on his personal interface.

Chapter 8 - Player Characteristic Siege

Upgradeable unit: Steppe Archer

Long-range kill: 65-75

Melee kill: 65-75

Armor: 25-45

Shield: 25-35

Speed: 200-300

Morale: Good

Discipline: Average

Supplement: 15-25 per day

After these days and nights of chopping and slashing, Shu Yichao's nomadic cavalry was finally upgraded to grassland archers.

And as long as he is willing to spend money, he can directly recruit upgraded troops. He no longer has to lead the nomadic cavalry to kill people to gain experience.

"Phew—there are usable troops."

"The attack and defense of 70 is quite satisfactory, and the armor of 30 is acceptable for a cannon fodder unit."

"Just this price...the recruitment fee is 550 dinars, and the weekly salary is 250 dinars?"

Shu Yichao was making small calculations.

"Let's upgrade next week."

"You can save thousands."

"Then spend all the remaining money on recruiting grassland archers."

"I will have almost two hundred horse archers by then."

"At that time, we can attack the city directly."

Two hundred versus one thousand, Shu Yichao felt that he had given the Osmans a lot of face.

However, some people don't want him to give this face.

"Where did these people come from?"

While Shu Yichao was waiting for the week to pass, he was extremely surprised to find that countless beggars in ragged clothes, carrying various flags, and holding scraps of metal appeared around him.

And among them were acquaintances he had met before.

"Khitan Batulu." Mrs. Marty led a group of people to Shu Yichao and saluted solemnly.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

These days, she is using the twin daughters of Governor Mohai as bait to contact the former Norma remnants, the locals who were slaughtered by Osman and demoted as slaves, the young adults whose homes were burned, and the persecuted priests——

The final result made her sincerely lament the lack of virtue in Osman's local area. In just a few days, she unexpectedly managed to gather 4000 people to add insult to injury.

Although it's suspicious for them to be called strong men, at least they have this air.

Many people in the team looked at Shu Yichao excitedly and enthusiastically - many people had witnessed Shu Yichao's wild gesture at the gates of Sochia a few days ago.

Such a fierce general's morale improvement in the era of cold weapons is unparalleled.

"You are such a discerning businessman." Shu Yichao jumped on their wooden cart and looked at Mrs. Marty condescendingly.

"Knowing how to bring so many porters."

Yes, in Shu Yichao's mind, those people were porters.