When the legion battle between the middle and lower roads was in full swing, the entire canyon, except for the upper road, there was no fighting.

At this time, if you look at the upper road of the canyon from a high altitude, you can clearly see countless blue soldiers, like the sea blocked by the embankment, gathered behind the first defense tower on the upper road.

However, the seemingly peaceful road was shrouded in a heavy smell of gunpowder at this time.

"I advise you not to take yourself too seriously! The entire Upper Road Army, regardless of seniority, will not be able to command our ninth main force as a newcomer! A two-meter-tall burly commander roared angrily, and in front of him was a small soldier who was a cut short of him.

This soldier is tall, not thin, but definitely not strong, with a little heroic in his facial features, especially white and delicate skin, like a woman who has lived in the boudoir for a long time, in stark contrast to the rough skin of ordinary soldiers who have been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time. If it weren't for the level 4 talisman worn on the waist and representing the identity of a commander, it is estimated that anyone would subconsciously feel that this is not like a commander who can take charge on his own.

But these are not the point, the point is that the commander of the ninth unit believes that in the upper road legion, except for the commander of the 'one horse is a thousand', no one can give him any orders, especially such an incomprehensible order!

"I'm not directing or ordering you, it's just a small suggestion from me." The soldier said lightly as he looked out of the tower, the seemingly calm horizon.

"Suggestions?" The commander of the ninth division smiled coldly, "The soldiers on the middle and lower roads are fighting with their lives, fighting bloodily, at this time of life and death, the eldest husband does not go to the battlefield to throw his head and spill his blood, and win a chance for the victory of Shu, but he wants our army to hide behind the defense tower like a turtle with a shrunken head?" That's what you're suggesting? ”

The soldier didn't speak, didn't even look back, just stared ahead in thought.

Feeling as if he had been despised by someone, the commander of the Ninth Division suddenly scolded angrily: "If you coward are afraid of death, let the people of your troops get out of the way immediately, don't block our Ninth Army to the front line!" ”

"How do you speak!" A black-haired magical female soldier next to her was about to go berserk, but the little soldier stopped her first, and then turned his head to stare at the commander of the Ninth Army, and smiled: "I admit that I am afraid of death, and there is nothing ashamed to say this, but on the other hand, I also think that fighting is not about two or three people fighting, it is about the life and death of the three thousand soldiers present, if you only know how to do it, no one can afford the consequences." ”

"Ha, it's the first time I've heard someone talk about cowardice so high-sounding! So, are you stubborn on not giving way? The commander of the ninth division laughed angrily, turned back to the other commander beside him and said: "Wei Yan, we can't let the soldiers of our two troops accompany this coward like this anymore to delay the fighter, since they refuse to give way, let's rush over together, if the high-level investigation is carried out afterwards, I will be responsible!" ”

Next to the commander of the ninth division was Wei Yan, the commander of the thirteenth legion, although his appearance was a little rough, but his sunken eyes faintly revealed an elusive depth.

From beginning to end, Wei Yan just watched silently from the sidelines.

Looking at the little soldier in front of him with a strange silver bow on his shoulder and a long sword at his waist, Wei Yan always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of oppression in the little soldier's body, this feeling had only been experienced in the heroes, and this also faintly made Wei Yan's heart palpitate.

"Wei Yan!" The ninth commander shouted again.

Wei Yan seemed to have just come back to his senses, but he didn't even glance at the ninth commander beside him, he just stared at the young soldier in front of him seriously, and said modestly: "I am Wei Yan, the commander of the thirteenth main force, and you are Wang Yao, the commander of the seventh main force, right?" It's really better to be famous than to meet, I have long heard that we have been promoted to a thousand commanders in the army on the road, and today I can finally see the dignity, but I didn't expect you to be so young, it seems that you should not be 20 years old, right? ”

The commander of the ninth part, who was still stupid and ready to build momentum, was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the humble Wei Yan in disbelief, and the information revealed in his eyes was very obvious; It's all like this, are you still in the mood to talk here?!

Wang Yao, on the other hand, glanced at Wei Yan with interest.

For this kind of non-heroic, but very famous figure in history, Wang Yao has long been surprised, he just thinks that this kind of historical figure, although not a hero, is obviously more talented than those soldiers who can only shout and kill and mechanically obey orders, such as Ma Chao, who is also a thousand-commander, he is also this kind of person.

So Wang Yao backhanded and said: "I'm just a fluke, in terms of seniority, there are many small soldiers in our army on the road who are more qualified than me to serve as a thousand commanders, of course, some small soldiers are not at all." ”

As if he heard the sourness in his words, the face of the commander of the ninth division suddenly turned red with a pig's liver, and he was about to have a seizure, but Wei Yan took the lead and laughed: "Brother Yao is really joking, I believe that there must be a reason why Master Junshi promoted you up, and you must have a special talent that we don't have." ”

After a pause, Wei Yan continued: "But actually, I still have some questions, why do you suggest that we stay in the defense tower? This doesn't seem to be in line with the standard behavior of our minions. ”

Wei Yan's steady and mature speech and demeanor made Wang Yao feel good.

In fact, the reason why Wang Yao blocked the line of troops on the road in the defense tower was because he believed that at this time, 'responding to all changes with the same' was the best choice.

Wang Yao didn't know what the situation was on the other two roads, but Wang Yao knew that on the upper road, the reason why Wu's troops did not appear for a long time was probably because Sun Shangxiang, who was the main hero, was not there, as for the reason, maybe Sun Shangxiang really ran to see Liu Bei on the lower road? So at this time, the enemy hero Wang Yao faced should be only Da Qiao.

And Da Qiao, as a veritable auxiliary hero, attacking the tower is definitely not her strong point, so Wang Yao guessed that the line of Wu should be ambushed outside, just waiting for the line of Shu to go out by itself, after all, the plain war is easier than the tower attack battle with the defense tower, as long as the line of Shu is solved outside, then it will be easy for Wu to capture the first defense tower of Shu.

This is the same as pushing the tower with the troop line.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if you keep it or hide it, or even if you are said to be a coward who is afraid of death. The war has come to the present, and it is no longer about strength, but about who is more patient, and besides......

"Our hero has been out for seventeen days, and now he should be on the way back to help, so we are more advantageous in terms of time, the longer the time drags on, the more Wu Guo has no chance of winning, in this case, why should we sacrifice the lives of the soldiers in vain?" Wang Yaodao.

"I see." Wei Yan pondered for a moment and nodded: "Brother Yao's analysis is very reasonable, and our thirteenth unit is willing to cooperate with your arrangement." ”

"Thank you for your understanding." Wang Yao chuckled and nodded in response.

And the commander of the ninth part, who had long been stunned on the side, looked at Wei Yan's 'defection' in a daze, and after a while, he scolded angrily: "Wei Yan, I didn't expect that you are just a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" ”

"I think Brother Yao's statement is very reasonable, at this time, there is really no need for us to go out and die in vain." Wei Yan said calmly.

"Huh, ambush? It's just an excuse for you cowards! The eyes of the commander of the ninth division were full of disdain, "Forget it, our ninth main force is in battle, and we small soldiers will only stop advancing when we die, you all let me go!" ”

After speaking, the ninth commander had a hideous face, and at the same time, a calloused hand was also pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and the meaning was already obvious.

Just like in the game, the saddest nature of the minions is that they will not look back until they die.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Wang Yao secretly sighed, and then silently raised his right hand.

Seeing this, Mao Mao beside him had a hint of complexity in his originally resentful eyes, but in the end, he still ordered the seventh main force blocked under the defense tower to make way of a passage from the middle.

In this way, a thousand small soldiers of the ninth main army, led by their commander, slowly passed through the passage, and when they passed by, both sides saw a pity in each other's eyes.

After the soldiers of the ninth main force were out of the locked range of the defense tower, Mao Mao said to Wang Yao stupidly: "See? When they look at us, their eyes are full of contempt and pity. ”

"Because they think we've turned our backs on the honor of being creeps." Wang Yaomu shook his head meaningfully as he sent the Ninth Unit away.

......

"These cowards who have completely lost the honor of small soldiers, when I go back, I must find the military master to remove them!" Leading his troops forward, the ninth Qianfu gritted his teeth and cursed.

Just kidding, how can you stand still as a creep? What's more, I've been gone for so long, and I haven't even seen a ghost, so sure enough, the ambush or something is an excuse for cowards!

Just when the commander of the ninth division was filled with righteous indignation, a wet wind suddenly blew in front of him.

The wind was gentle, but it was like a rain wind, cold and heavy with moisture.

The troops stopped, and the commander of the ninth division also looked ahead in confusion.

I saw a slender shadow suspended in the air on the distant horizon, slowly 'floating' towards them, like a lonely fallen leaf in the wind, but it heralded the coming rainstorm.

The earth began to tremble slightly, and the sound of the waves came from far and near.

There are no ambushes, but an enemy hero is coming.

The ninth commander slowly widened his eyes, and from his pupils, what was reflected was an overwhelming sea tide.

(End of chapter)