Chapter 168: Three Swords and One Book (Part II)

Wang Yao looked at the small soldier unit in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "As before, when the battle starts, the melee soldiers are in front, the magic soldiers are in the back, and the artillery carriage is covering. Scatter! ”

Then, with a wave of his hand, the troops immediately began to enter the grass on both sides in an orderly manner, and himself, after hesitating for a moment, followed them to the grass on the right.

"Hey, Mao, do you have any dry food with you? After a night of driving, I was a little hungry. Wang Yao squatted down to Mao Mao's side and asked in a low voice.

Mao Mao glanced at Wang Yao and didn't speak, as if he knew that Wang Yao would forget to bring dry food, and then took out a salt rice ball from the package on the side, pouted and handed it over.

Ever since she was ridiculed by Wang Yao for her 'object' yesterday, this girl has always had an expression of 'my mother doesn't want to pay attention to you'.

Wang Yao was a little embarrassed, when he was in the seventeenth squad before, Mao Mao took care of him the most, and their relationship was the best, Wang Yao really didn't want to have a cold war with her, but he just couldn't understand what kind of anger Mao Mao was born with......

Wang Yao was silently eating rice balls, while looking at Mao Mao who was squatting next to him, thinking about how to reconcile.

It may be that the morning fog is too great, at this time, the blue cloak on Mao Mao's body is already wet, sticking to her body, it seems that her figure is a little thin, and her black hair is also a little messy, and a few strands fall on her cheeks, lining her cheeks that look a little pale because of the night's travel, there is a delicate and desolate beauty.

"What for?" Mao Mao suddenly turned around and said, as if she noticed Wang Yao's gaze, and there was an uncomfortable flush on her face.

Seeing that Mao Mao was finally willing to talk to him, Wang Yao was a little happy, and said with a smile: "No, I just wonder if you plan to ignore me again." ”

As soon as the words fell, I didn't expect Mao Mao to snort, and he was silent again.

After eating a closed door, Wang Yao knew that Mao Mao's anger had not subsided, so he could only take a bite of the rice ball in embarrassment, and suddenly remembered Su An's matter, so he said again: "By the way, the captain came to our camp yesterday afternoon." ”

"Captain? He came to us? Why don't I know? A hint of surprise flashed across Mao's face.

Mao Mao has always regarded Su An as a brother and father, and when Su An is mentioned, the Cold War or something is directly left behind.

Wang Yao, who felt that he had found the right way to reconcile, responded with the situation: "He is only looking for me, I originally wanted to keep him, but the captain seemed to be in a hurry, so he didn't keep him." ”

"Hmph, what, the captain has always been the most partial to you, I haven't seen you for a month, and I don't come to us." Mao Mao puffed out his cheeks and complained with some dissatisfaction, his expression was like a child who was snubbed by his parents.

Wang Yao couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe he really doesn't have time, but I heard him say that he has now been promoted to the commander of the ninth unit." ”

"Really?!" Hearing the news, a smile immediately appeared on Mao Mao's face.

She privately complained a lot about why Su An was just in the position of the captain, and often felt unfair about Su An's situation, this surprise was no less than a victory in battle for her.

Seeing that Mao Mao finally regained his old smile, Wang Yao was also slightly relieved, so he struck while the iron was hot and said with a wicked smile: "By the way, I also made an appointment with the captain in advance, and when the war is over, he will have to invite us to the best restaurant in Jingzhou for a big meal!" ”

"Of course! After all, the captain has been promoted to a thousand commanders in one go, and he must invite him to this meal! Mao Mao gave Wang Yao a 'well done' look, and his joy was beyond words.

"I haven't told Shiliang Ono about this yet, you can help me convey it to them when you have time." As he spoke, Wang Yao threw the rest of the rice balls into his mouth, and muttered, "Is there any water?" ”

Mao Mao glanced at Wang Yao, and his eyes suddenly became strange.

She has always been quite smart, but now that her joy has passed, she soon thought that Wang Yao deliberately mentioned Su An for her own sake, and suddenly felt deceived, and said angrily: "The water is too heavy, I didn't help you bring it, I only have my own water bag, do you want it?" ”

As he spoke, he angrily untied the water bag he had drunk on the road from his waist and handed it to Wang Yao.

"You're not poisonous, why don't you dare to drink it?" Wang Yao didn't care, he drove all night, and after eating a rice ball, he was very thirsty, so he directly took the water bag in Mao Mao's hand and opened it and drank it.

Seeing Wang Yao gurgling and holding her water bag and raising her head to drink, Mao Mao was stunned, and then a little face suddenly turned red, she silently lowered her head, looked at the woolen carpet-like grass next to her boots, and when no one noticed, the corners of her mouth showed a slightly shy sweet smile......

Although the relationship was eased, Wang Yao still did not tell Mao Mao the specific details about Su An in the end, and he drank sweet water while thinking about the scene of meeting Su An at that time.

He always felt that Su An's changes were a little abnormal, similar to Zhuge Liang who suddenly became ill......

Click-click-click-

At this moment, there was a faint sound of countless armor rubbing in front of him.

Wang Yao was excited, his dark eyes looked motionless through the gap in the grass in front of him, looking at the mist in front of him, and at the same time stuffed the water bag back to Mao Mao next to him with his backhand.

"What's wrong?" Mao Mao leaned up and asked.

"The Black Soldier is coming." Wang Yao's eyes were sharp, and when ordinary soldiers couldn't see clearly, he saw that in the hazy morning mist, the black soldier unit armed to the teeth was slowly coming out from behind the enemy's first defense tower.

"You can see that? All I could hear was voices. Mao Mao said with some surprise.

"Do you think I'm the No. 1 soldier in the canyon for nothing?" Wang Yao smiled, but his eyes were just staring straight ahead from beginning to end, like a goshawk, searching for prey in the air.

There are no heroes!

Wang Yao was stunned, and then he sensed it without giving up, and found that there was indeed no trace of the enemy hero's haunting, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that he would meet Lu Bu again, or other top-list heroes on the Wei side, but he didn't expect that only a wave of troops would come.

Isn't this giving money away for nothing?

A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Yao's mouth, and he said to Mao Mao beside him: "The enemy's artillery carriages and magic soldiers are concentrated in the middle, and after a while, Shiliang Xiaoye and they will attack, you can order our artillery carriages and magic soldiers to concentrate their firepower to cover the middle part of the enemy's line." ”

"What about enemy heroes?" Mao Mao asked a little nervously.

"The enemy hero didn't come." Wang Yao thought for a while and said quite seriously: "I think I should have overslept, right?" ”

Mao Mao couldn't help but laugh, glanced at Wang Yao and said, "Do you think that others will oversleep every day like you?" ”

Having said that, Mao Mao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In fact, except for Wang Yao, all the soldiers of the seventh main force are very apprehensive in their hearts, no matter how good the tactics are, in the face of absolute strength, they are just fists and legs.

After all, in this world, heroes are the best!

Soon, when the black soldiers completely entered the encirclement, the earth-shattering shouts of killing suddenly sounded from their rear, and countless blue soldiers poured out of the endless grass like evil tigers.

The Black Soldiers were immediately in a state of panic and commotion, seemingly stunned by the sudden attack.

The person who was going to sneak up on him was now attacked!

"Don't mess around, defend! Magic Soldier Fireball Cover! "A commander of the Wei State in black armor was in danger and immediately began to command the enemy.

But at the same time, Mao Mao beside Wang Yao also stood up, and without saying a word, a fireball smashed towards the enemy's commander.

Rumble! With a bang, the fireball smashed into the ground, bursting with dazzling sparks and scorching heat.

The commander of the Wei State, who had rich combat experience, narrowly escaped the fireball sent out by Mao Mao at the last moment, and was getting up from the ground in embarrassment.

But that's not the end of it, Mao Mao's fireball is just a flare, followed by two hundred magic creeps and five artillery carts!

Countless sharp sounds piercing the silence of the first morning in the canyon.

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The battle that followed was actually lackluster, under the first wave of targeted firepower, the black soldiers of Wei were caught off guard, and their two types of magic soldiers and artillery carriages were directly drowned by the sea of fire, and only a few people survived.

In the absence of hero leadership, and the loss of the cover of long-range firepower, the black soldiers are almost no different from the fish on the chopping board, in the face of the menacing Shu troops, there is no parry at all, as soon as they make contact, the whole army will collapse directly.

Even Wang Yao only had time to pick up 37 black soldier heads with the Armor-Piercing Bow and Endless Blade, and the battle was already over, worthy of the name of cleaning up the line!

Of course, Wang Yao was not in the mood to care about the issue of gold coins.

Accustomed to the leisure and peace of Jingzhou, the sudden bloody killing, although he could no longer cause any psychological trauma to the current Wang Yao, he still couldn't adapt to it all of a sudden.

Real war and imagination or games are always two different things, and the black soldiers who were eliminated by them, there are also many young girls in them, and there are also young people in the prime of life, when their desperate screams, moans, and cries for help resounded throughout the battlefield and filled the entire auditory system, only people with distorted psychology will feel a strong sense of conquest.

Wang Yao's psychology is not distorted, at least not yet.

The pungent smell of blood, the piercing screams, the tear stains that still hung on the pale face that had no breath, every time, was still tormenting his soul.

However, even so, he would not give up the fight, because someone had to protect the land beneath his feet, even if it was in the most brutal way......

As soon as the battle ended, Wang Yao left the land that had been completely stained red with blood, and after slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, he took out his mobile phone directly from his arms regardless of the blood stains on his body.

The balance of gold displayed in the equipment purchase screen is: 1110.

Looking at the interface of the mobile phone, Wang Yao pondered for three seconds, then stretched out his finger and clicked on the 'Iron Sword' on it to buy it three times, and then clicked on the 'Spell Book' to buy it once.

After the operation, Wang Yao turned his head and looked at the troops in the distance.

The minions of the seventh main force are mending the black soldiers who are not dead on the battlefield. couldn't tell who was with whom, so he shouted: "Mao Mao, Fei Yi, Shiliang Ono, you four come here!" ”