Yasuo was wearing his western cowboy skin, and his face was mottled with blood, which was most likely from his enemies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a deep wound in his abdomen, which had been briefly bandaged, but it was clear that the gradual smearing of blood on it meant that the bandaging had not been successful.

Of course, in such hunted conditions, no one can do a good job of bandaging a wound that will not crack the wound.

In the alternation of movement and stillness, a slightly healed wound presents a process of healing, tearing, healing, and tearing, and the pain will definitely make any iron man feel that life is worse than death.

However, Yasuo is harder than iron.

Yasuo's appearance is very similar to that in the game, at least to the point of eighty percent, and the subtle difference lies in the slight detail difference between the picture and the real thing, which is why Zhang Chao can recognize him at a glance.

Zhang Chao looked around, the chase would definitely continue, maybe he put Yasuo back in the sand, this indomitable man would still be able to survive, but this would go against his mission, at least he would not be able to get benefits from his men.

This is realistic, but in fact, it is indeed my luck to have a chance to save this hero.

He carried Kiasso, put him in the chariot, and dug out of the sand the sword that was only a few remnants of his life, and placed it beside him—I think any peerless swordsman loves his sword.

"Then, next, Brother Yasuo, let's start a battle royale!" Zhang Chao smiled slightly, he was cheering himself up, everyone knew that this guy was a hot potato now, like a piece of meat in the sea, which could attract countless sharks.

Fortunately, if this piece of meat can be recovered, talk to be a prehistoric giant whale and crush all these so-called sharks!

The cannon cart didn't need to be driven by himself, he only needed to give instructions with his consciousness, so Zhang Chao took out the wound medicine directly from the supply bag, sprayed it on his wound, and then took out a bottle of water and handed it to his mouth.

This supply pack can also be regarded as a black technology item, at first glance it is only the size of a palm, but in fact, there is a lot of things inside, and it can be regarded as a space equipment.

However, the medicines, food, etc., are gone after they are used up, and the next time he enters the solo scene, he will need to purchase and replenish them in reality.

The chariot was starting, the smoke and dust were billowing up, and as for whether it would leave traces to be pursued by the enemy, then he could not think about it - at least, in this kind of yellow sand-covered weather, this trace could only survive for less than half a day at most.

Speaking of which, the space in this chariot is really a bit cramped, and Zhang Chao has to curl up in it, otherwise he will have to sit on Yasuo's body - I don't think any man (except) would want to have such intimate contact with other men.

Zhang Chao took out a piece of gauze from the supply bag and put it on Yasuo's head, another thing that has been criticized by himself about this cannon car is that this guy is a convertible car, not to mention the poor protection, even the wind, sand, rain and snow can't stop it.

If it weren't for the protection of a piece of alloy equipment, Zhang Chao wouldn't have been able to stay in the car at all, so he had to clean up the sand that entered the cabin from time to time.

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", if you don't get up again, little brother, I'm afraid my little life will really have to be explained. Zhang Chao looked at a team of mercenaries charging on camels in front of him, and his face darkened a little.

He casually patted the bloodstained armor, and the hole of the gun cart and the hole of the alloy energy cannon in his hand began to charge at the same time, and as the light blue light condensed and deepened, two energy bullets, one large and one small, flew out with a bang.

Suddenly, the roaring camel cavalry turned on their backs, and they didn't know how many died, anyway, under the smoke and dust, he couldn't really see it.

But what is certain is that it is absolutely impossible for the other party to hurt his muscles and bones in these two moves, so he hurriedly turned the body and rode in the other direction, running very quickly.

Just kidding, how can we charge against a bunch of muscular men who use cold weapons.

However, in the next moment, the worried look on Zhang Chao's face, which was not heavy, instantly turned into a bruise.

Because, in the direction behind him, another group of camel cavalry charged, and that's it, among them, many of them drew their bows and arrows and aimed at Zhang Chao.

Zhang Chao hurriedly lowered his body, and by the way, he put Yasuo under him, changed direction again, and broke through to the side where no one was.

During the march, Zhang Chao also fought back from time to time, and it was said that he could not hit it, mainly to stir up the wind and sand and cover the sight of the opponent's archers, after all, if it was not a projectile, it would be quite difficult to hit Zhang Chao in the cabin at such a distance.

However, after Zhang Chao drove over a dirt slope in front of him, his whole person was in a state of despair, because in front of him, there was also a group of soldiers waiting for him, especially in front of that formation, an old man in a mysterious pattern mage robe was glaring at them with his cloudy eyes.

"Magician?" Zhang Chao's pupils shrank, and he immediately reacted, and shot at him.

The old man did not dodge or dodge, there seemed to be a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the top of the staff he held in his hand, a huge flame energy converged, and the energy cannon fired at Zhang Chao was blasted.

The fireballs and energy cannons canceled each other, but then, a rain of arrows seemed to obscure the sky, and they flew towards him.

Zhang Chao was stunned, he really had no choice, unless he put Yasuo on his head, he might be able to save his life, but after that, it was still a dead word.

"System...... Am I going to hang up?"

The system didn't speak, but Zhang Chao already knew his answer, because he saw Yasuo beside him, his big scarred and powerful hand gripping his sword.

"Face the wind!" a hoarse voice sounded, like the whisper of a demon, which, although far away, could actually easily reach the ears of everyone on the battlefield.

The earthy yellow color of the wind and sand gathered, a wall gathered by the swift wind crossed in front of them, and those arrows hit the wall, but they could not stir up a wave, as if the water drops were like the sea, and there was no change in the slightest.

"Thank you, my benefactor, for your help, so today, leave this waste to me to dispose of. Yasuo's figure flew out of the chariot, and at a speed that Zhang Chao couldn't make out at all, he came to the old mage in a moment.

There was a gurgling sound from the old mage's mouth, he didn't have time to chant the spell, and he didn't have the chance to do so, because his throat had been torn apart.