The torrential rain gradually stopped.

It was almost evening, and the horizon with a few remnants of dark clouds was rendered bright red by the afterglow of the setting sun, looking as beautiful as a jewel and as strange as a curtain of blood.

At this time, in the highland square of Shu Kingdom, the sound of countless metal heavy boots stepping on the floor was one after another, endless......

Three heavily armed thousand-man lines, under the leadership of their respective commanders, lined up in a longitudinal formation, marching slowly towards the outside of the high ground of the three roads.

These were all new troops assembled from Jingzhou.

The air in the canyon after the rain is very fresh, and the young soldiers are infected by it, and they are also radiant and high-spirited. They were neatly armoured and sleek, ready to go into the war in the best possible shape, though for many of them it might be the end of their lives......

Of course, Highland Square is still far from the front line, and during this long journey, it is natural that there will be some whispers in the troops.

"Hey, Jiang Wei."

"What for?"

"Did you hear that? The legendary team we went on the road seems to have been completely annihilated in the Wei Highlands because of a command error. ”

"Oh my God! No way?! ”

The little soldier called 'Jiang Wei' stared at his companion with wide eyes, and his immature and young face under the helmet was full of shock and consternation.

"How not? Do you remember the commander who commanded that strong army, yes, Wang Yao? It seems that it was because of his great joy that he insisted on leading his troops into the highlands of Wei......"

"It's hard to believe it's true, no, I think it's clear that you're talking nonsense!"

"I've also heard from the soldiers of other troops, and this hasn't spread yet, but it's true. Think about it, what kind of place is that on the enemy heights? O Yama Palace! Not to mention that there are tens of thousands of black soldiers stationed there, not to mention those enemy heroes, how can they have a chance to survive if they fall into it? ”

"Alas...... It would be a shame if that were the case. ”

The low voice of frustration, loss, or sigh came from the thousand-strong troops heading to the upper road.

the Upper Road Corps, the Seventh Main Army; This strong army, known as 'Seven', has a terrifying record of almost invincible attack, and has long been the spiritual pillar of all the soldiers in the Upper Road Army, and the commander of this strong army, Wang Yao, who is only 19 years old, once became a popular benchmark model for the people of Shu State, and is extremely prestigious.

But that's not all.

That's right, even the most glorious and legendary troops will die one day. After all, for thousands of years, the talented soldiers who have been submerged and swallowed by the rolling torrent in this cruel canyon battlefield are not the only 'Wang Yao'? Thousands of equally famous soldiers had fallen from the altar and slept forever in the land.

In the end, they didn't even have their names.

But this still can't stop thousands of young and vigorous soldiers from joining the legion one after another, and entering this battlefield of death comparable to a meat grinder.

The death rate of 65% may sound terrifying, but as long as you can keep living, you can gain unlimited status and glory, and even become a 'hero' above the top of the world one day!

The temptation to get rid of the mortal womb and become an omnipotent 'hero' is something that no one can refuse, and this is the reason why the billions of soldiers on the King Continent are willing to fight for it.

The canyon has been full of endless heroic blood for thousands of years.

......

......

Of course, for Jiang Wei, his mood at this time can be said to have fallen to the valley.

He was only a recruit who had just joined the Legion for less than a month, but in private he was extremely concerned about the main force called 'Seven', and it could even be said that the reason why he joined the Legion as a small soldier was largely influenced by the many legendary deeds of this unit.

He longed to join such a powerful force, and even more longed to follow the commander who commanded the army.

As a result, he didn't expect that the first time he entered the canyon battlefield, the first news he heard was the bad news that this unit that he admired was completely annihilated.

"I thought that commander of a thousand would most likely become the first soldier to become a hero in so many years, but I didn't expect to die young, alas, ......" Jiang Wei couldn't stop sighing.

"yes." The companion also sighed: "Seriously, I thought about going to join that army, there are many beautiful women with benefits, especially there is a special unit composed of elite soldiers, which is even more perverted!" ”

Glancing at his companion's fascinated face, Jiang Wei subconsciously smiled, although there was no malice, but there was indeed a hint of mockery in the laughter: "It's up to you?" When the leading commander was just a small soldier half a year ago, he once single-handedly fought with a black army in the dangerous wilderness, and finally came out alive, judging by their standards, even if you want to go, it is estimated that people will not look down on it! ”

"Damn! Your poisonous tongue doesn't bury me all day long, doesn't it make me feel comfortable, right? It seems to say......" The companion was annoyed and angry, and was about to reply when his voice stopped abruptly.

The air after the rain in the canyon has a refreshing coolness, but I don't know when it started, but this coolness slowly turned into a chilling cold.

Jiang Wei also felt this strange and cold aura rushing from the direction of the front almost at the same time, and instinctively stretched his neck to look over.

I saw that under the blood-red sunset, a tall figure was stepping into the ground of this highland square alone from the direction of the upper road.

It was a wounded soldier who looked like he had been run over several times by a gun truck, with bandages on his body in many places, quite mummy-like, but the most attractive thing was the face of the wounded soldier.

On a young face that could barely be glimpsed, a white bandage soaked in blood was wrapped around it, and along with the position of the left eye, it was bandaged, revealing only a ferocious and cold right eye like a beast.

That look, like the bloodiest hell I've ever seen, has lost all its waves, and even like the pupils of a dead man, there is no color, and some are just downright gloom and frost!

At this moment, the thousand-man line, which was still a little noisy, fell silent.

Is there really such a thing as murder in the world?

Many people think that the so-called murderous spirit is just an abstract illusion in form, and this embodiment must only appear if you are familiar with the background. For example, when you know that the person in question has been tragically killed, and finally finds the enemy after many years, that kind of empathetic anger can naturally give onto the illusion of murder in the onlookers.

However, at this moment, the little soldiers in this highland square really experienced what the murderous spirit was going on in the body of this unknown wounded soldier.

At the intersection of the highlands, the wounded soldier with a long body walked in step by step with an expressionless face, although he did not say a word, but it seemed that the temperature of the entire highland had dropped several degrees suddenly, and the metal green boots on his feet kept making a crisp "click" sound on the floor, which was as shocking as a drum, and it was very heavy.

The wounded soldier was like this, passing by the soldiers of the army step by step, but wherever he walked, people were all silent, as if they couldn't bear the overwhelming cold, they lowered their heads one after another, and didn't dare to look at it again, just wanted to take two steps faster away from this strange wounded soldier with a haze on his face.

Everyone felt as if they were walking under the feet of a grinning behemoth, creepy and terrified.

The vast and boundless Highland Square is dead silent, and the falling needles can be heard.

After a short time, after the wounded soldier passed by coldly, a small soldier breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought that the eyes of Master Zhang Fei, who commanded the lower road army, were scary enough, but I didn't expect the eyes of this wounded soldier to be even more scary, Jiang Wei, do you say he is a dead father or a dead mother?" ......”

"I don't think this wounded soldier is an ordinary soldier." Jiang Wei turned his head in a daze, looked at the back that was gradually moving away, and muttered.

"How?" Jiang Wei's companion asked subconsciously.

Jiang Wei pouted in the direction of the back: "He is dragging a fourth-level inscription representing the identity of a thousand commanders in his hand." ”

"You're very observant." The companion looked back, anxious to take another look.

However, the wounded soldier had disappeared into the depths of the high grounds.

......

......

Wang Yao returned to the highlands of Shu, he raised his head and looked coldly at a huge military tent located in the deepest part of the square, and his murderous aura was fully displayed.

Wang Yao knew very well that he didn't come back to Zhuge Liang to ask for warmth when he came back to the highlands this time, so he didn't bring Luna back, but after the girl helped him bandage his wounds, he found an excuse to send her back to the middle to guard the line.

Sonorous!

"Stop! Who are you? What for? Suddenly, a vigilant shout and the sound of a blade unsheathed sounded in my ears at the same time.

Wang Yao didn't know what he looked like now, but in his eyes at this time, there was only the empty curtain of the military tent not far away, so when he came back to his senses, he found that he had been surrounded by six small soldiers with extremely nervous expressions.

These small soldiers should be the soldiers guarding Zhuge Liang's camp.

Wang Yao squirmed his lips, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely hoarse, and they were full of irrepressible killing intent: "I'm here to find Zhuge Liang." ”

"Presumptuous! How can you call the name of the military advisor?! Which unit are you from? What the hell are you doing here! The soldiers guarding the tent seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then their faces changed greatly, and one of the leaders directly put the shiny long knife in his hand on Wang Yao's neck.

The already tense atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant, and the soldiers in charge of the guards also had a big intention of correcting Wang Yao on the spot if they didn't agree with each other.

Of course, Wang Yao was not afraid, he just turned his head slowly, and looked at the little soldier in front of him with his lifeless right eye, and he saw a strange face that suddenly became very frightened: "I'm looking for Zhuge Liang, what's the matter with you?" ”

After saying it coldly, before the little soldier could react, Wang Yao quickly grabbed the blade of the little soldier with his backhand, folded it slightly, and with a "ding" sound, the long knife made of pure iron was suddenly broken into two parts.

Wang Yao's current defense and attack power are no longer something that ordinary soldiers can hurt, and after breaking the opponent's weapon, Wang Yao did not hesitate, and directly raised a foot and swept it on the opponent's ankle, the soldier was caught off guard, and immediately fell to the ground side, but before his head hit the ground, he was kicked in the face by Wang Yao again, and the fierce and unparalleled strength directly made the leading soldier fly out more than ten meters away with a whirl!

"Bold!"

"How dare you beat our five chiefs?!"

", on!"

Wang Yao suddenly made a ruthless move, which immediately angered the rest of the soldiers around him, and in the roar, they all frantically pounced on him.

In the face of five tall and sturdy soldiers, Wang Yao was still expressionless, but the anger he desperately suppressed had almost burst his chest, causing him to decide to use violence to solve the problem for the first time.

The right leg kicked in the air on the chest of the first soldier who rushed on, and after kicking it out far away, Wang Yao bent his arm, hit an elbow and picked it up, and slammed it on the chin of the second soldier, knocking it so that the front teeth were loose and fell to the ground.

"Wooh!!" The third creep screamed and hugged his thighs and lay straight to the ground.

"!" The fourth soldier was red-eyed, raised the long knife in his hand with a roar, and tried to slash from Wang Yao's back, but was also kicked in the chest by Wang Yao's swift kick, and flew out with blood.

The four sturdy soldiers killed Wang Yao directly in just three seconds!

Seeing this, the remaining fifth soldier only felt that the back spine was cold, at first the six of them saw that although Wang Yao's momentum was terrifying, but the bloodstained bandages on his body were obviously seriously injured, so they thought that six dozen and one could cover it, but they didn't expect that five people were directly killed in one instant!

Is this a creep?!!

Driven by fear, the fifth soldier turned pale and retreated again and again, but before he could take two steps back, a flower appeared in front of him in front of him, and raised his hand to jam his neck, directly picked him up with one hand, and then cleanly, turned around and smashed the little soldier headfirst on the ground!

Bang Ka –

Like a watermelon that had fallen from a great height, the head of the fifth creature smashed through the hard floor, and blood mixed with brains splattered all over the ground like flowers!

After brutally killing the last soldier on the spot, Wang Yao got up, didn't even look at the rest of the soldiers lying on the ground and groaning in pain, stepped directly over them, walked in front of the military tent, raised his hand to pick up the tent cloth and walked in.

The extremely wide military tent is slightly dim, this is the third time Wang Yao has come to Zhuge Liang's military tent, the same scene, but the people are different.

At this time, at the top of the military tent, Zhuge Liang sat behind a handsome case, with one hand on his forehead, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Wang Yao looked at this man who was known as a peerless resource, but he threw his entire army on the enemy's high ground and ignored it, causing nearly a thousand of his subordinates to die tragically, and he was angry on the spot, and he was angry on the spot, and he was angry with his heart, and he threw the fourth-level inscription that had been holding in the palm of his hand almost with all his strength!

Boom –

Under the monstrous rage, the power of this throw exhausted all of Wang Yao's strength, and it was merciless, although its power was not as powerful as the arrow of the armor-piercing bow, it was not far behind!

However......

only heard a crisp sound of "pop", Zhuge Liang, who was supposed to be closing his eyes and recuperating, just raised his hand lightly, and easily caught the fourth-level inscription that came directly at the door in front of him.

"You...... Is it coming? ”

With a somewhat weak voice, it came from a low-hanging face.

Zhuge Liang opened his eyes, slowly raised his head, and looked at the little soldier standing below, who was already full of anger and unrecognizable.

(End of chapter)