Chapter Seventy-Six: I'm Your Little Kitten

In this way, the angry Zhang Squid hissed and roared, and the infantry holding the fire spear and fire shield stood on tiptoe to observe and watch, and neither side dared to act rashly.

"Infantry, listen to me. One, two, three, projection! Zhou Yu took the lead in picking up the quenched spear that had just been knocked over by the soldier and aimed it at Zhang Squid's eyes, and threw it with all his might. For a time, thousands of spears were like an impermeable net, which could seal the outer circle of Zhang Squid. It just wants to go back underground, and it has to take some time to clear the sand and mud beneath it.

The sound of "brush, brush, brush" sounded in his ears, and the quenching spear shot like a rocket towards Zhang Squid. Although the slave soldiers were extremely powerful and threw spears with great power, they were shot on Zhang Squid's hard and iron-like skull, but one by one they were bounced away, and only a very small part of them hit the eyes that grew into a circle under its skull, and the fire of the human race touched Zhang Squid's eyes and made it let out a pig-killing howl.

"Shoot the eyes!" Zhou Yu let out a loud shout, picked up a spear that bounced back and fell to the ground, and threw it back in a standard javelin position. Obviously, the hardest part of this big dick is its brain shell, the weakest part is the eyes, and the second is the suction cup of the antennae, which is the mucous membrane part as the saying goes.

Seeing that the fire is getting weaker and weaker, your advantage is about to turn into a disadvantage. Zhang Squid was busy dodging the circle of spears that shot into his eyes at this time. Zhou Yu's heart tightened, how can this be good? If the fire goes out for a while, you can play with it. Suddenly, he had an idea, picked up a fallen centurion's pine oil bag, picked up his spear and climbed up along one of Zhang's resting tentacles.

The tentacles were slippery and squirming, Zhou Yu almost slipped several times, he took out the dagger in his arms, and when he was about to fall, he chopped on the tentacles with a knife, and then turned over and rode up after finding a good balance. The other infantry saw the deputy commander below who was bold and daring, and they all stabbed their spears and brandished shields one by one, attracting Zhang Squid's attention and creating conditions for Zhou Yu.

Well, that's it. Zhou Yu calculated the distance, he now climbed to the junction between one of Zhang Squid's tentacles and his body, and when he bypassed it, Zhang Squid's bloody mouth was over. Next, it's a matter of luck. Whether it is the creation of people to make people jealous of talents or to overcome difficulties in times of evil, it depends on this fight.

Zhou Yu didn't think about it, he jumped out with a kick on his feet, he quickly ran past a few eyeballs as big as a washing machine, and lit the pine oil bag with a fire spear. Look, see, this is Zhang Squid's mouth. Zhou Yu saw a black hole like the entrance to an underground parking lot on his right hand, and he threw the burning pine oil bag into Zhang Squid's mouth.

At this time, the signal seen by Zhang Squid's eyes had just been fed back to its brain, and several huge tentacles quickly regained its defense, slapping its own head, eyes and mouth vigorously, and Zhou Yu was thrown into the air in an instant.

The process of falling is not annoying at all. He looked up at the clear blue sky, and the wind whistled in his ears. Closer and closer to the ground. He even saw Zhang Squid next to him slapping his head in pain, trying hard to cough or vomit something. Could it be that the pine oil bag has come into play?

With a pop, the sound of landing was not as sonorous and powerful as he expected, and Zhou Yu prepared a heroic expression in vain. It turned out that when he saw him staging a lone hero, Bamble instructed a few soldiers to push over a huge hay cart. When falling, calculate the distance to catch him. The Governor played bungee jumping unscathed, but the boss was unhappy on his face.

However, these were quickly stolen by Zhang Squid's painful wail. After the pine oil bag was lit and thrown into its mouth, the thing's neck kept scowling, and its eyes felt like it was about to breathe fire. The roaring cries turned into pain* and wailing. Could it be that this fire is so powerful? It's kind of like sulfuric acid.

Shake, squirm, and finally don't move. Zhang Squid slowly collapsed, and more than two dozen tentacles drooped. Zhou Yu tentatively leaned over to investigate, and the big guy's eyes were closed. Dozens of small holes were festering in the abdomen, and yellow-brown liquid was gurgling out.

"Dead?" Zhou Yu stomped his huge eyelids hard.

"Looks like she's really dead!" No matter how Bambull poked the squid with a spear, there was no movement.

"Yo, yo, yo!" Cheers resounded through the steppe, and the slave soldiers threw everything they could throw into the sky, hugging each other and beating their chests more than they had won. If before, Zhou Yu would not be able to understand their mood if he said anything. But after a few months as a slave, he could understand.

This kind of battle to defeat the sky, to defeat nature, and to defeat monsters is much more uplifting for them than to defeat people. If the saying that man conquers heaven is interpreted repeatedly, people's self-confidence will be recast repeatedly, and eventually become invulnerable and indestructible. This is true for ordinary people, and even more so for slaves. Because their self-confidence starts from a lower level. If you were 20, they might be -400.

"Your Excellency the Deputy Commander-in-Chief, please come over for a moment." Bambul ran over to the Metropolitan Governor, who was sitting on the ground panting.

"What's the matter, Old Xue? I said you just follow here to see the excitement, right, if I also shake off the shopkeeper, we have to finish playing. Zhou Yu threw him angrily, and when he looked back, he wanted to give himself a big mouth. Damn, have you ever seen the first emperor rushing to the first place in a marching battle? That's definitely the brain that needs a dryer.

"I didn't call you." Xerxes was busy looking down to investigate the casualties of the Immortal Army, and after speaking, he left the Metropolitan Governor to stand there stupidly.

"Hey, I said! You're big ... ā€

"I told Bamble to call you!" A crisp female voice came from behind.

"Why are you calling me?" The stinky face turned around, and it was still as black as Bao Gong.

"I said, fourth brother, are you stupid?" Nika smiled, her lips like a crescent moon, and her voice was still beaded.

"Am I stupid? How am I stupid? ā€

"What a fierce beast is that chapter squid, you are stunned and rush up? Don't you want to die? Nika's tone seemed to be teasing, but Zhou Yu always felt that there was some anger in it.

"Well, I'm just an idiot. You're not stupid, why don't you? ā€

"Me? I can't beat it, and I'll die if I go up. Just one more corpse. ā€

"Well, I don't think I've ever been able to fight. But I have to fight hard, because someone has to step up in a crisis. You can also hide from me and retreat, then you don't have to fight, let's find a place to recuperate. Zhou Yu gave her a disdainful look and followed Xerxes over to inspect the loot.

"People are worried about you!" This sentence that Nika uttered in an unreachable voice was only carried away by the wind god who blew across the vast grassland, but it did not drift into the ears of the Grand Governor at all.

Zilala, Zilala, the Metropolitan Governor snatched the masks of the two slave soldiers as iron plates, and made a fire to roast the iron plate squid.

"Whew, whew! Scalding, scalding. Hey, it's delicious! He threw the cooked squid rings into his mouth as he roasted them. Even though it was as huge as a hill, under the overall battle of thousands of slave soldiers, an afternoon's work was cut into countless pieces and divided up as trophies. Zhou Yu specially instructed them to clean up the yellow oil with water, and he always felt that it was some kind of creature and not liquid. It bears a resemblance to the creatures seen in Bruno's Wax Museum of Horrors.

"Miss, let's take a bite. Bei'er Xiang, absolutely. It's true! Zhou Yu had indeed never eaten such a fragrant sizzling squid, so he stretched out his dagger and handed it to Nika, who was sitting next to him, with a piece of grilled squid sticking in it.

"No, thank you. I can't eat it. ā€

"Why can't you eat, aren't you hungry? I haven't eaten for a day. ā€

"No, I see this... No appetite, so disgusting. Nika had a look of disgust on her face.

"If you don't eat and pull down, you still don't get hungry. I'm so hungry, you can gnaw on that squid alive, okay? Zhou Yu muttered stupidly, his hot face was attached to his cold ass, obviously in a very unbeautiful mood.

"I've heard, heard, Xerxes tell the story of his ancestors who tied cats to their shields and won."

"Hmm, so what? Do you want to get a cat? Zhou Yu smacked the oil on his fingers according to the size and sighed.

"I—I've never seen a cat, and I don't know if there's a cat in the Borderlands." Nika said with a ghostly pony, seemingly absent-minded.

"Oh!" After an oh, the eyes of the two men were twisted together, and they did not say a word, their brows furrowed.

The Governor thought to herself how smart Nika was, and she was relying on these details to model the world from which the Governor was born. If she's done with kindness or curiosity, that's fine. But if she has other plans, or is a spy from a certain force, the consequences will be terrible.

Nika has a deeper level of temptation, but she is still so calm and calm. She pinned her hair behind her ears and said, "What's wrong?" ā€

"Oh, not much. Reminds of a friend. Zhou Yu continued to lower his head and eat his grilled squid.

"Y-Do you hate me?" Nika didn't bother to say a word when she saw him, so she had to speak first to ease the atmosphere.

"It's not a matter of hate, but you're too mysterious to be wary of. People are floating in the rivers and lakes, it's best not to be stabbed! ā€

"I'm curious, what kind of animal is a cat?" Nika blinked wide-eyed and returned to the topic.

"Cats are natural hunters. Whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water, it is its favorite food. Cats are sometimes mischievous, sometimes mysterious, sometimes fierce, and legend has it that they have nine lives. ā€

Nika giggled from the side.

"Laughing at what?" The Governor was puzzled.

"Then, I'm your kitten!"

The Grand Governor looked at her smiling like a flower, and she was messy in the breeze of the grassland.

"Your Excellency, the Commander-in-Chief said it's time to go." Early the next morning, after two days of fierce fighting, the army was finally reorganized and ready to march to the hinterland of the grassland. In the fierce battle in the past two days, a total of more than 300 brothers were broken, which made Zhou Yu's heart ache. He still cremated these miserable people, and carved a tombstone for them with his own hands, and erected it on the ruins of the centaur department.

The stele reads: The tomb of the three hundred unsung heroes of the thief in Fengtian.

Whenever this happens, Zhou Yu feels so tired. War is the best way to end war, but there are a few people on this road who can make it to the end. Even in the end, a few people cried and a few laughed. Perhaps, thinking about everything more simply is the only way for these emperors to be comforted.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The day before yesterday, I studied the map and found that the Elven Grassland is an oval-shaped grassland, and the centaur department is located due south. To the north is a sign of a knight, to the west is a black shadow, and to the east is a castle. Neither the knight nor the shadow are named, but they do draw a cross-sword pattern, which is very dangerous.

The castle in the east is written with the city of Iclair, painted with patterns of food, horses and clothes. It seems that only the east is the place where supplies can really be made in the three directions. This time he made a breakthrough, Zhou Yu was the one who chose the Oriental Iclair City.

Nothing to say all the way.

Ten days later, the army reached a position twenty miles outside the city of Iclair. Zhou Yu ordered everyone to camp and rest, and he explained the plan to Nika in detail. At first, Nika Nin was reluctant to pretend to be the last Samir of the Prairie of Rausch. But he didn't have a better way, and finally compromised in the cold war with Zhou Yu.

Bambul and Masha drove the carriage in front, and the carriage was covered by a thick straw curtain, and in it sat the last Samir on the steppe. Zhou Yu rode the horse to the palace, and the four of them walked towards Iclair City without hurrying. When I arrived at the guards at the head of the city, I felt that a few people were wearing masks and did not look like good people. But seeing that they couldn't afford to make any waves when they gathered a total of four people, they were allowed to go as foot merchants.

"Come on, come on, take a look, the new arrivals are good!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by, there is no such store in this village!"

As soon as I entered the city, I was greeted by the cries of selling one after another. The city of Ileke is indeed a shining pearl in the grassland, no wonder it is even marked on the map. Compared to Cancun City and Carmen City, it is not far behind. When it comes to handicrafts and commerce, I am afraid it is even stronger.

"Go, go back!" Seeing Nika lift the straw curtain, looking east and west, surprised and curious, Zhou Yu pressed the curtain and poured a basin of cold water on her. This unfamiliar realm is better than being careful.

The entire three streets were filled with vendors, and the people who were hawking, juggling, watching the excitement, and fighting and touching porcelain were all blonde. It seems that this is a standard Thorasia fortress, as if it were a fake.

It is said that the people on the grassland are fierce, and men and women are hot and unrestrained, and in Zhou Yu's opinion, the same is true here. Most of the men are shirtless, painted with oil paint or animal skins, and the women wear garlands, tight skirts, and animal leather boots.

"Why don't you let me out, people are going to go out for a walk!" There was a murmurful murmur from the curtain.

"Do you think you're going to live too long?" Zhou Yu whispered angrily.

"Find a place to rest first, and then talk about it." After speaking, the Governor turned over and dismounted and found an aunt who sold tea on the side of the road for a moment, and set the direction of the inn.

"The guest officer came from afar, all the way to the dust, can you come in and rest?" Before the people entered the door, the faces of the shopkeepers piled up together were pasted.

"Well, I want two rooms. I also asked for some food and drinks, and brought them to my room. Zhou Yu handed the reins to Xiao Er.

"Alright, guest officer. Each guest room has a grain of gold sand per day, so let's pay for it first, okay? ā€

"Golden sand? What is it? "Zhou Yu obviously lacks some understanding of the currency circulation of Sorasia.

"Well, here are ten grains of gold sand, and I will stay for five days. Go ahead and prepare! Bambul hurriedly stepped in front of the Metropolitan Governor, who was in a lawsuit, for fear that he would draw his knife and cut people in a hurry.

"Where did you get this?" Zhou Yu walked up the stairs in the direction of the shopkeeper's finger and asked Bambur behind him.

"Raided Bruno's lair, and it was three sacks. The little one just heard the original guard say this, so he naturally knew that it was a good thing, so there was nothing left to pack it all. ā€

"Oh, you're pretty clever. This makes you smart, no one, doesn't it? Zhou Yu gave him an elbow, and he blamed Bamble for not explaining it clearly, but it wasn't a big deal. Money, if you have it, you will spend it, and if you don't have it, you will grab it.

"It turns out that we are in a slave camp, and the money means nothing to us, and we can't spend it. Now that I come out to walk the world, without these bodies, it is difficult to move an inch! Masha was also behind to help.

"Oh, okay, come in. Dig into Samir's house and then come back. Zhou Yu pointed to the house next to him. Wearing a thick linen scarf, Nika walked among several people, unable to distinguish between men and women.

"Come in, kitten?" Zhou Yu made a gesture of please, and a sharp pain came from his feet, and then Duang touched his nose. Behind him was the snickering of Masha and Bambul covering their mouths.