History Park: Starting with the Imjin War

Chapter 41 Crossing the River



Chapter 41 Crossing the River

At this moment, the public channel is filled with rapidly scrolling text.

Everyone is like an accountant, calculating with perfect precision.

The calculations are simply about which side has more people, which side survives longer, and which side is more likely to win.

Mo Qin felt a tightness in his chest.

These people seem to have forgotten whose land this river is beneath their feet and whose land it is behind.

Lin Jun was right next to Mo Qin, and as a player, he naturally saw the faction statistics as well.

She didn't say anything.

On the opposite bank of the river, the Ming army's flag was still planted there.

The wind is very strong, a typical level 7 northwesterly wind typical of Northeast China.

The wind speed of fourteen meters per second caused the flag to be almost unfurled horizontally.

The flag bearer looked like he was about to be blown over, but he stubbornly didn't fall.

Mochin stared at the flag, lost in thought.

All remaining Ming Dynasty players have been locked in.

The return route to the park is closed.

From this moment forward, you will each bear the responsibility for your own lives.

Not a single player from the Ming army was missing.

Wolong's private message popped up again.

[Wolong is from Chengdu: You idiot. I told you to withdraw, but you wouldn't.]

[Wolong is in Chengdu: Okay.]

[Wolong is from Chengdu: Then don't die.]

The coach also sent a message.

[The Head Coach of 800,000 Lolis in Tokyo: I really don't know, is it better to say you're stupid or you're idiot?]

Monkeys are quick-witted and outspoken.

[Among all the monkeys on the mountain, my bottom is the reddest: After we take Pyongyang, I'll treat you to a drink.]

Mo Qin laughed, "No problem, I'll treat you to spicy hot pot!"

Seeing Mo Qin's infatuated grin, Lin Jun urged:

"How long are you going to laugh before crossing the river?"

Mo Qin slung the white wax spear across his shoulder.

"Walk!"

"Beat those damn Japanese bastards!"

"Um."

A work chant came from ahead.

"The vanguard has crossed the river!"

"Hold it down!"

"Recognize the flag!"

"Don't panic!"

Wang De's cursing soon rang out from the side of the group.

"Don't let the shield slip from your shoulder!"

"Whoever slips, grab the rope!"

"Don't look at the bottom of the river, look ahead!"

Liu Gao hugged the shield and took a deep breath.

"Brother Qin."

"Um?"

"This ice, is it solid?"

"If you don't jump around recklessly, you should be quite sturdy."

"Then I'll try my best not to jump."

Lin Jun said from the side:

"You can also crawl over there."

"That won't work."

Liu Gao was very serious.

"I'm a swordsman and shieldman now, I have to maintain some decorum."

Mochin laughed heartily and stepped onto the ice.

At the same time, a very faint sound of ice came from beneath my feet.

Across the river are Uiju, Anju, and Pyongyang.

Amidst the wind and snow, torches blazed like dragons, and a forest of guns gleamed like snowf


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