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On the battlefield, there was a mess, corpses piled up together, tattered clothes, damaged weapons, and even the handsome flag was cut in half.

Scavenging birds gather and fall to the ground in search of tasty food.

While groping, someone suddenly got up in the pile of corpses, startling a bird on the ground.

This is naturally Wang Zhe.

"I didn't expect that I would have the experience of lying in a pile of dead people...... Wang Zheqiang endured the discomfort of his body, took out a big knife from under the corpse next to him, wrapped it in a rotten cloth, and quickly left here.

He didn't want to spend the night in this pile of dead people, it would be too infiltrating.

Although Wang Zhe clearly knew that this was in the virtual secret realm and everything was fake, this infinitely real environment still made him scruples.

As he expected, after a simple cleanup of the battlefield, the Yellow Turbans did not do anything with the corpses.

As for his pawn, no one paid attention to it.

The yellow scarf on the top of his head was thrown away by him, and the clothes on his body were just a common people's shirt, although it was stained with some blood, but it could not be seen in this dim sky, and Wang Zhe did not change it.

Of course...... The main reason is that he has no place to change, does he want to pick a piece of clothing from a dead man?

If you don't pay attention to the strip of stick cloth on his back, he looks like an ordinary ordinary person in the late Han Dynasty.

This is also a helpless move.

In the midst of this battlefield, there is war everywhere. Who knows if it will be the Yellow Turban or the Han Army that will be encountered in the next second, and honestly disguising yourself as an ordinary person is the most appropriate choice.

"The priority is to figure out where it is." Wang Zhexin said: "And...... Also fill your stomach. ”

Even though he was in the virtual secret realm, he still had a real feeling of hunger, which showed the reality of the virtual secret realm.

Wang Zhe's gaze fell to the front.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a flickering light.

That's supposed to be a small village.

……

13 points of agility and 12 points of physical strength made Wang Zhe's rapid march fast and long-lasting.

When he saw the light, he sped up.

Soon, he was outside his destination.

It's a small village, indeed, but strangely, there don't seem to be any living people in the outermost earthen huts.

In the middle of the village, there was a fire shining, and people could be faintly heard shouting and crying.

"What happened?" With doubts in his heart, Wang Zhe held the big knife in his hand, and quietly advanced towards the center of the village by taking advantage of the block of the courtyard of the house.

……

"Cut it all for me!"

In the center of the village, more than a dozen families gathered here, kneeling on the ground, sobbing quietly, desperately begging for mercy.

"My lord, we really have nothing to do with the Yellow Turban Thief, let's take our lives."

"My lord, let us go."

"Let's spare our lives......"

And they ...... He was surrounded by twenty or thirty men in battle armor and armed with weapons.

The leader was a seven-foot man, wearing a captain's uniform, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, turning a blind eye to the villagers' pleas for mercy, and said loudly: "Cut it, cut it all, take it back and ask for a reward!" ”

The Han soldier beside him listened to the order, picked up his sword, and was about to act.

The crying and mourning sound became heavier, and even the baby who was not yet a month old cried ignorantly.

"My lord! Spare your life! An old man with white hair trembled and stood up, and walked slowly towards the big man: "My lord, you know everything, our village really has nothing to do with the Yellow Turban Army, let's take our lives!" He cried out: "My family Bao'er also joined the army to fight against the Yellow Turban." ”

"Where's the bad old man?" The big man waved his hand disdainfully, and the Han pawn next to him understood, raised his sword, and waved it down!

The old body fell weakly, and the blood-soaked head rolled to the side, and his eyes were wide open!

"Ahh I'm fighting with you! Some villagers got up suddenly, their faces full of anger, and rushed towards the big man with their pickaxes, but they were bloodied on the spot halfway.

Revolt...... What brings is a much faster slaughter.

Blood...... Pools of water were stored on the ground, and the Han pawns were stained with blood, and their unwilling heads were wrapped in cloth.

When Wang Zhe came to the center of the village, he saw this scene.

They didn't let anyone go, and the heads of the whole village became props for them to receive merit and reward. They shouted at each other, with wanton smiles on their faces.

After realizing what was happening here, Wang Zhe only felt that boundless anger was condensing and rising in his heart, as if he was going to burn him.

Wang Zhe has never been a person with a virgin's heart, as an orphan, he has developed a mentality of not caring about himself since he was a child.

But...... Seeing this scene in front of him, even if he knew that this was in a virtual secret realm, even if he knew that it was all fake, Wang Zhe was still surprisingly angry.

In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with the two armies fighting and dying on the battlefield becoming a prop for the other party to receive merit.

However, the people of this village are just ordinary people of the Han Dynasty, they did not die in the hands of the Yellow Turban Army, but they died in the hands of the army that was supposed to protect them, and they were reduced to props for receiving merit and rewards!

This kind of behavior is simply animal behavior! Make somebody's blood boil!

If you say...... Before, he was just killing Han for the mission, but now, it's all because of the injustice in his heart!

"I'm going to kill them." Wang Zhe said in a low voice.

That's what he said......

That's what he did.

Wang Zhe's brain was not burned by anger, he was very calm, calmer than usual.

Picking up a stone from the ground, Wang Zhe threw it at the Han army who was collecting their heads.

Subsequently...... He turned and ran, making a noise.

The stone was parabolic and fell to the center of the Han pawn, disturbing a group of Han pawns who were happy to laugh haha.

Immediately afterwards, the sound made by Wang Zhe came.

Captain Dahan frowned slightly, and then waved his hand: "Go and investigate a few people." ”

A group of Han soldiers should be, five Han soldiers with weapons in hand, cautiously walking towards the place where the sound came from.

In an earthen house, Wang Zhe removed the rags wrapped around the big knife.

The white blade swept through a cold light.

Quietly waiting to drink blood.

The soldiers got closer...... The sound of footsteps reached Wang Zhe's ears.

They are cautious and inspect every house.

But this kind of caution cost them their lives!

At the moment when a soldier entered the room and entered the inner room, Wang Zhe made a lightning move, covered the mouth of the soldier with his right hand, preventing it from making a sound, and the big knife held horizontally slashed through his throat, and the blood then flowed out, and the soldier could only make a gurgling sound, and then ...... There was no sound.

After all, Wang Zhe is nearly 1.5 times the physical fitness, and it couldn't be easier to deal with a Han pawn.

Mission 2: Kill the Han Sergeant (1/20)

Subsequently, Wang Zhe used the fastest speed in his life to drag off the armor and ornaments on the Han pawn's body and put them on himself.

With his head down, Wang Zhe took the sword of the Han soldier and walked out of the earthen house.

"Little Liuzi, why are you so slow?" As soon as he left the house, a voice suddenly came from his side.

Wang Zhe's body stiffened.