Chapter 140: Strange Breath

The sky that had been clear suddenly darkened.

For the soldiers of the Ninth Main Army, the scene in front of them was like an apocalyptic disaster triggered by the fury of the gods of the Nine Heavens.

I saw that the dry and cracked plain, which had not been moistened by rain for a long time, actually pulled out a monstrous wave out of thin air, pouring out with the power of destroying the world, its scale was so vast and the momentum was so great that it had even covered half of the sky, covered the bright sun, and cast a shadow on the frightened faces of the soldiers.

The endless waves, like a mountain that broke off from the middle part, fell violently with the roar of ten thousand horses galloping!

In the face of such a huge tsunami, the soldiers of the ninth main force did not even have time to react, only felt that the strong wind was blowing in their faces, and as soon as they breathed, a large amount of water was forcibly poured into the trachea and abdomen.

The raging tide swallowed everything in the blink of an eye.

In the midst of the monstrous waves, shields, helmets, long knives, broken stones and broken wood, mixed with dense thousands of small soldiers, rushed into the distance together.

Ten seconds later, the deafening sound of the tide disappeared, and all the scenes that could be seen around were already unrecognizable, as if the loess road had been splashed with a bucket of water, and people and things were all mixed together in tatters, and the earth was in shambles.

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A storm with heavy moisture blew violently against the towering towers, leaving sliding water marks on the walls of the towers.

"What, what's the situation?!" Standing in front of the tower at the very top of the First Defense Tower, Wei Yan's sunken eyes flashed with a look of horror that did not match his calm image.

The scene just now happened too fast, Wei Yan, who was still watching the departure of the ninth main force from the tower, suddenly saw a white line appear out of thin air on the horizon in the distance, looking at the past, this white line seemed to tear apart the earth and the sky as terrifying, and before he could come back to his senses, he was already awakened by a thunderous sound that came slowly from that direction.

Rich battlefield experience and intuition as a soldier told Wei Yan that the Ninth Main Force in the position where the White Line appeared was likely to have an accident.

"It should be Big Joe." Wang Yao stepped out of the shadows in the tower behind him.

"Enemy heroes?!" Wei Yan looked back at Wang Yao in astonishment: "How can you be sure?" ”

"I guess." Wang Yao turned around and walked down the tower as he said, "Let's go down together and organize your troops to prepare for battle." ”

"What's wrong?" Wei Yan chased after him, his face was not very good.

"Enemy heroes shouldn't have that much patience."

Since Da Qiao took the initiative to expose his location, it was naturally impossible to continue the ambush, but would choose to bring the soldiers of Wu State to forcibly demolish the tower.

To some extent, as a friendly army, the ninth main force is completely a pit, if they don't get out of the tower, maybe they can delay a little time, but now it's good, the whole army not only gave their lives in vain, but also forced the enemy heroes to attack the tower.

Wang Yao didn't say what he thought in his heart, and it was pointless to complain in many cases.

Straight to the defense tower, Wang Yao called Mao Mao, Shi Liang Ono and Fei Yi and other centurions, and explained one by one: "Let all the soldiers below you be arranged in a trapezoidal shape to defend, the sword and shield soldiers are in front, the magic soldiers are in the middle, and the gun carriage is behind, no one is allowed to step out of the defense tower, just fight within the attack range of the defense tower, even if the enemy is defeated and retreated, it is not allowed to chase deeply." ”

"Yes." The centurions dispersed and neatly carried out Wang Yao's orders.

"Well, you also let your troops prepare, if Wu Guo forcibly breaks through our defensive formation, the work of guarding the tower will have to be handed over to your thirteenth troops." Wang Yao turned back to Wei Yan and said.

And Wei Yan just looked at Wang Yao, who was extremely calm, in a daze.

After several years of fighting on the battlefield in the canyon, Wei Yan was still the first time to see the soldiers who knew that the enemy hero was coming, but he was still able to be calm and calm, and even prepared to resist it in an orderly manner.

"Yes." An inexplicable sense of convincing arose in Wei Yan's heart, so much so that he didn't realize that he had almost instinctively obeyed the command of the commander of the same rank.

After Wei Yan left, Wang Yao, who felt a little thirsty, was about to untie the wine bag hanging from his waist, and at this time, Zhao Yun, who had been hiding in the troops, quietly appeared behind him.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yao raised his head and took a sip of the spirits, and said without looking back.

"There's a strange aura behind us that is approaching here." Zhao Yun said in a low voice.

Wang Yao was stunned.

The 'breath' in Zhao Yun's mouth actually refers to the unique energy wave on the heroes' bodies, under normal circumstances, heroes rely on this kind of induction to predict the location of approaching enemies, and this kind of sensing ability Wang Yao can also do, but the range of Zhao Yun's induction is several times larger than his, so Wang Yao did not perceive it.

"Can't you tell which hero it is?"

"It's a strange breath, and I've sensed it for the first time."

Hearing this, Wang Yao shuddered inexplicably.

Seeing that the enemy's Da Qiao was about to take Wu Guo's troops to forcibly attack the tower, at this time, a strange 'breath' came out from the rear, is this just a coincidence?

Front and back bag clips!

When these four words flashed through his mind, Wang Yao's heart was faintly panicked.

A scene like this is no stranger to Wang Yao, who is well versed in the glory of kings, to put it simply, a certain hero of Wu State bypassed the wild area, planning to unite with the frontal Da Qiao to cut off their back road and catch turtles in an urn!

Could it be that he is the only little Joe who has never met?

Thinking about it carefully, with Zhou Yu's resourcefulness, it is not impossible to arrange this pair of sisters who have been famous for the ages to fight back and forth and break the defense tower on the road!

"I'll take a look." Wang Yao frowned deeply and pulled out the endless battle blade hanging from his waist.

The troops in front are Mao Mao, led by Shi Liang Xiaoye and Fei Yi, and they should not be defeated by Da Qiao in one face, and if it is really Xiao Qiao who comes from the rear, then no matter what, the two sisters must not be allowed to unite together, otherwise it will really be a doomsday disaster movie where storms and tsunamis converge!

Thinking of this, although he was a little stunned in his heart, out of consideration for the overall situation, Wang Yao still decided to go to the rear immediately to intercept it. As for Zhao Yun, he silently led the soldiers of the ten special attack teams to follow five meters behind Wang Yao.

"I'm not sure if this hero is friend or foe, anyway, you try not to go out of the range of my ultimate, I will protect you." Zhao Yun's calm voice followed the breeze from behind him to his ears.

"Okay." Wang Yao nodded without looking back, with a pair of dark eyes, just staring at the front.

After walking about two hundred meters away, Wang Yao really sensed a strange aura that was different from the past, he stopped, and at the same time focused his mind on the skill frame in the lower corner of his vision, and waited for it, thinking that if a huge peach-colored folding fan was cut in front of him, he would immediately 'flash' to dodge.

After a while, in the distance, a shadow finally appeared in front of him, however, to Wang Yao's surprise, the person who came was not the pink little Lori he imagined.

It was a tall, muscular man with a bronzed complexion.

He has an old but majestic face, judging from the already gray beard and hair, this man must be sixty years old, but such a man who is much older than Wang Yao's father has a strong body that is not inferior to Mr. Bodybuilder, so that it seems that every step of his foot has a sense of steel-like heaviness.

And the most important thing is that on his muscular right arm, there is still a retro-style giant metal cannon, this cannon is beyond imagination, Wang Yao even feels that if he puts it on the ground and stands upside down, it may be comparable to his own height!

Soul Burning ...... Heavy artillery?!

(End of chapter)