The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 1 The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table
December, Shuangqing City, the center of the world.

The weather was freezing cold, and the ginkgo leaves had turned yellow. The sun, incidentally, shone on the already golden leaves, making them appear even more dazzling. The sanitation workers looked at the fallen leaves with worried faces, but the young women were delighted, posing for photos under the ginkgo trees, their cheerful laughter audible from the fifth and sixth floors above.

Yue Wenxuan had no intention of appreciating all this.

Yue Wenxuan is 23 years old and has just graduated from university.

As we all know, college graduation equals unemployment.

In recent years, finding a job in Shuangqing City is as difficult as jumping from the 32nd floor to avoid death. After hitting a wall several times, he simply switched to a certain audio platform and tried to make some short videos, but after several months, he couldn't find a suitable subject and couldn't become popular.

"It's difficult! If this doesn't become a big hit, I'll just write online novels."

Yue Wenxuan laughed at himself while inspecting his bedroom. There were "display cabinets" on all four walls. Each cabinet was divided into seven or eight layers, and various models were placed in different categories.

Battleships, planes, tanks, trucks, soldiers, and a 2D wife...

Features a complete range of products!
"I'm grateful for the support of my parents. It wasn't until I started trying to make money that I realized what this cabinet model represented."

Yue Wenxuan suddenly remembered that he had asked his mother for some money a few days ago and bought a sand table of Kaifeng Prefecture in the Song Dynasty online, which he had not yet opened.

The delivery box is huge.

Yue Wenxuan quickly opened the package, and what appeared in front of him was a sand table the size of a single bed. However, the sand table was not a model of Kaifeng Prefecture at all, but a small ancient village made of plastic. There was no sign of the prosperity of Kaifeng Prefecture at all.

"Wrong item sent?" Yue Wenxuan couldn't help but curse. "Such a large model, it's so troublesome to return or exchange it."

He took out his cell phone and was about to contact the seller.

Suddenly, a plastic man dressed as an ancient farmer ran in from the edge of the sandbox.

This plastic farmer appeared out of thin air. It ran in from the edge of the sandbox as if through an invisible portal. Its movements were very agile. It didn't move like a plastic toy at all, but like a real human being, swinging its legs and arms, running vividly.

Yue Wenxuan rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. It was indeed a plastic man. Although it was carved very finely and even the details were lifelike, it was obviously the texture of plastic, not human skin.

Interestingly, his joints are very flexible and don't look like stiff plastic at all, and his running movements are no different from a real person.

"What the hell is this?"

Yue Wenxuan became interested.

The plastic farmer spoke, shouting at the top of his voice towards the village: "The wind is blowing! The Jin soldiers are chasing us from the northwest. We can't stay here anymore!"

The voice was not loud, and the accent was strange, with a hint of Shandong accent, but Yue Wenxuan could understand it.

The next moment, the doors of the houses in the village opened one after another, and a large group of plastic people came out.

Their appearances are varied, some are dressed as farmers, some are dressed as merchants, and some are dressed as officials. Among them there is even a plastic woman wearing a set of Song Dynasty armor, with a brow-pointing knife across her waist, and her face is covered by a helmet, so her appearance cannot be seen.

"Female soldiers of the Song Dynasty?"

Yue Wenxuan was a little curious.

The plastic female soldier was obviously the leader of this group. She loudly asked the farmer who reported the news, "How many Jin soldiers are chasing us?"

The plastic farmer said anxiously, "There are at least a hundred of them, all cavalry. We only have about fifty of us. We can't defeat them even if we ambush them. Madam Gong Er, we have to run away quickly."

Yue Wenxuan thought: This plastic female soldier actually has a name, something like Madam Gong Er.

Madam Gong Er frowned and said decisively: "Retreat!"

More than fifty plastic people, led by Madam Gong Er, ran and rushed towards the southeast.

Yue Wenxuan immediately discovered something interesting. The scenery on the sand table began to change. To be precise, his field of vision began to move.

Just like dragging the field of view in StarCraft, the field of view displayed on the sandbox moved south along with the fifty or so people...

Outside the village, there are vast barren fields, with small plastic trees growing on the ridges and dead plastic bones lying on the roadside.

Yue Wenxuan suddenly discovered that his vision was not moving with this group of people, but with Madam Gong Er.

Because no matter how the vision shakes, Madam Gong Er is always in the center of the sand table.

Yue Wenxuan patted his head. What on earth does this sand table mean?
At this moment, the plastic figures on the sand table suddenly exclaimed in unison: "There are also Jin soldiers ahead."

"Why are there some here too?" "The Jin soldiers have discovered us."

"Damn it, how many teams did they send after us?"

"The cavalry is coming!"

"You can't hide anymore, grab your weapons!"

Yue Wenxuan's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but look in the direction the plastic people's faces were facing. The next moment, he saw a team of plastic light cavalry running into the sand table.

This team of light cavalry consists of about a hundred people, all with strange hairstyles. You can tell at a glance that they are not of our race. Gong Erniang and her group said that they are "Jin soldiers". Could they be the "Jin Kingdom" of Wanyan Honglie in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?
A closer look reveals that these Jin soldiers are made entirely of finely crafted plastic. Even the manes of the horses they ride on are made of plastic, and instead of fluttering in the wind, they remain clumps of plastic. Despite being made of plastic, they move with remarkable agility, running like real horses.

The plastic cavalrymen babbled in a language Yue Wenxuan couldn't understand, brandishing swords and spears, drawing bows and arrows, and charged towards Madam Gong Er and her group...

From a distance, both sides started shooting arrows.

Every Jin cavalryman had a bow, but Gong Erniang and her group only had a dozen or so bows and crossbows.

After a round of arrow shooting, several people on Madam Gong Er's side were injured.

In the blink of an eye, the Jin Dynasty's light cavalry arrived in front of them, waving their spears and knocking down several plastic militiamen in one encounter.

The plastic militia fought back with inferior hunting bows, inferior spears, machetes and other weapons, but it was difficult to hurt their opponents.

The militiamen roared loudly, their voices filled with grief, anger and helplessness.

"Second Lady, please leave quickly! I will come to the rear."

"I fought them."

"We can all die, but you can't. You are Big Brother's only flesh and blood."

"If you die here, the Jimo Righteous Army will be finished."

"Let's go!"

Yue Wenxuan couldn't help himself when he saw this...

Although he still didn't understand what was going on in the sandbox, he could no longer sit idly by.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and grab the Jin soldier in front.

However, the next second, his palm actually passed through the Jin soldier. The Jin soldier was obviously made of plastic, but it was like a holographic projection without substance, and could not be grabbed or caught.

Because of this delay, the Jin soldiers turned their horses around and fired another shot, knocking a militiaman to the ground.

The remaining militia formed several circles, facing outwards and with their backs inwards, protecting Madam Gong Er in the center. Nearly a hundred Jin Dynasty light cavalrymen rode their horses and circled around outside, laughing loudly and strangely.

Yue Wenxuan looked at his hands...

Can't help yourself?

Think about it for a tenth of a second.

This sandbox doesn't allow me to directly interfere with what's happening inside!

What about indirect interference?

The sandbox is full of plastic people. What will happen if I throw a plastic person in?

Yue Wenxuan's eyes turned to his display cabinet, where various plastic models were displayed in different categories.

The fifth one in the first row of cabinet number three is a mighty and domineering red-faced general, riding a red rabbit horse, holding a Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and with a long straight black beard.

Martial Saint! Lord Guan!

Just you!
Yue Wenxuan quickly grabbed the Guan Yu model and placed it on the sand table: "Go and defeat the Jin soldiers."

　PS: One of the rules for using the sandbox: The protagonist cannot directly interfere with the world in the sandbox, reach in, shake the sandbox, pour water into it, set fire... No matter what operation is done, it will not have any impact on the world in the sandbox.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)