Time seemed to be gone, the strong bloody gas, the stench escaping from the disembowelment, mixed together, Zhou Wei lay on the ground, trampled around by big feet.

Just 30 seconds ago, he went crazy and rushed towards a Han soldier who was hugged by others, that Han soldier had been slashed four or five times, and he was about to die, this was an opportunity, he didn't want to give up, because in this cruel and ruthless battlefield, one more attribute point might be able to give up one more life, but a foot suddenly stretched out behind him tripped him up!

As a result, not only did he lose the opportunity to kill the Han army, but he didn't even have the chance to get up, the city walls were full of corpses, and the cannon fodder was in a crazy state, and they didn't care if the people under their feet were alive?

Under the trampling of a pair of big feet, he could only move desperately to dodge, but the effect was not obvious, fortunately he had not been injured before, and 150 points of health were enough for him to support.

In the end, he really didn't have a chance to get up, so he could only hold a Han corpse as a resistance.

And in less than a minute, his health was forcibly trampled off by 120 points, and if he didn't have that morale aura, he would already be dead.

Finally, when Zhou's different body covered two more corpses that crossed over, he avoided being trampled to death, and at this time, he only had 15 health points left.

Such a state of being on the verge of serious injuries is even more impossible to kill the Han army.

Just when Zhou Wei was completely desperate, the sound of the bell sounded, but it was the Yellow Turban Army that finally retreated.

And the instant information he got in his mind was that the generals of the Yellow Turban Army controlled by the gamer had killed three people, and if they met the conditions for retiring from the army, they could retire!

Then there are the statistics of this battle, three generals were killed, 18,790 Yellow Turban soldiers were killed, and 1,934 Han soldiers were killed.

The cannon fodder fled back like a tide, and the original 60,000 cannon fodder were slaughtered nearly 20,000 in less than an hour.

However, in the eyes of those six gamers, it was great news, they could be resurrected three times, and they had three days to attack.

According to today's record, it is also very cost-effective to replace the 5,000 elite Han soldiers in Wancheng with 60,000 cannon fodder that can be recruited casually.

It's just that this kind of cost-effective is so sad for Zhou Wei and them as cannon fodder.

And Zhou Wei himself was even more sad, when the Yellow Turban Army retreated, it was when Liu Pi died in battle, and before he could get out of the pile of corpses, the cannon fodder of the brigade had already fled back, so he could only hide in place honestly and wait for death to come.

"Gather the people, collect the corpses, and clean up the battlefield! Take turns to rest and be vigilant, and don't slack off! ”

A loud voice suddenly sounded in the distance, but it was Wancheng's Taishou Zhang Ji, but his voice was very tired at this time, and he quickly walked away.

The Han soldiers on the city wall are the soldiers who stay on patrol, and the rest are in a hurry to eat and rest, as for the corpses on the city wall and under the city wall, they are cleaned up by the people in Wancheng, after all, in such a big war, you can't ask the soldiers to do this kind of work after the crazy fighting.

So when Zhou Wei heard Zhang Ji's order, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, perhaps, this is his chance to live.

Because if it was the Han soldiers who collected the corpse, they would definitely be able to find him, and those elite soldiers' judgment of the corpse was very, very accurate.

But the people are different.

Maybe they'll take him away and dispose of him as a corpse.

In addition, what Zhou Wei was even more happy in his heart was that although the Yellow Turban Army retreated, he stayed on this city wall and did not violate the order, that is to say, his current behavior does not violate the rules of this game at all!

No, it's not that you don't break the rules

Rather, it is highly likely that he inadvertently discovered a loophole in the rules of the game.

Think about it, in the past, after giving the attack order, as long as you rushed forward, the game's erasure rule would not be triggered.

Then it is a matter of course, if you order a retreat, you must retreat, otherwise you will also be obliterated!

But why hasn't he retreated now, but he hasn't been obliterated by the rules of the game?

Zhou Wei thought quickly, maybe there were several reasons.

First, because his health has been reduced to a certain level, he is seriously injured, and he is on the enemy's city wall, so the rules of the game determine that he is dead, so of course he will not be wiped out.

Second, it is likely that because he is still on the territory of the Han army, the orders of the Yellow Turban Army are invalid for him.

After all, according to the current situation, this game requires those six gamers to give the attack order and retreat order, that is, although the rules of this game are strict, the main switch is in the hands of those six stupid gamers.

Then, although Wancheng, the territory of the Han army, must also be shrouded in the rules of the game, since those six gamers could not order Zhang Ji, then their orders could not break through Zhang Ji's interference, and naturally they could not order Zhou Yi, who stayed in Wancheng.

Therefore, it can be deduced that the rules of the game are currently invalid for different weeks.

And when Zhou Wei thought of this, he couldn't help but think in his heart whether he wanted to surrender to Zhang Ji, or simply take this opportunity to escape?

However, when he thought about it, he felt that this was impossible!

First of all, this battle of Wancheng is independent, that is, you can only move freely around Wancheng, but you can't go to other areas.

Secondly, if he can't escape Wancheng, then, as long as those six gamers finally capture Wancheng on the third day, although he can avoid the result of being wiped out, he will eventually return to the City of Despair.

Third, unless he can do the following three things at the same time, so that those six gamers lose this war, Zhang Ji still keeps Wancheng, and he himself can hide in Wancheng without being discovered.

In these three cases, all the game NPCs under the influence of the Yellow Turban Army were wiped out, and since the orders of those six gamers could not penetrate Wancheng, naturally, the rules of the game would also be invalid against Zhou Wei, only in this way could he have a certain chance of survival.

However, this is completely something that Zhou Wei can't do, how can he let those six gamers lose this war?

And how could he hide in Wancheng and not be discovered for three days?

And even if he can hide for three days, as soon as he appears, he will still be killed as the Yellow Turban Army!

Therefore, the most appropriate thing for him to do now is to find a way to escape back to that damn cage!

At this time, after waiting in the pile of corpses for about half an hour, Zhou Wei heard the sound of a car wheeling, obviously the people in Wancheng were transporting the corpses, and he immediately held his breath to make sure that no flaws were missed.

However, when a few people came over, their whispered words made Zhou Wei's scalp explode and his heart was shocked.

"This battle is good, there are a lot of fat children and women, just take it back and cook it, it tastes good."

"Yes, yes, the Yellow Turban Army has besieged the city for three months, and the food has been eaten up, thanks to so many human flesh to satisfy hunger, but this is really - evil deeds!"

"So what's the solution? The Yellow Turban Army also cannibalizes people, Cao Cao also cannibalizes people, Liu Bei also cannibalizes people, these big people all eat people, can we small people be an exception? If you want to blame, you can only blame this ghost world! ”

……

Zhou Wei was not noticed by those people, and they didn't even have the idea of inspecting the corpse, so they casually threw him into the car and pushed him away.

However, at this moment, I don't know why, when I heard the two folk husbands commenting on the deliciousness and taste of human meat, commenting that children and women are the most suitable for roasting, commenting that a ten-year-old boy is the most suitable for making braised pork, and when an elderly person over forty years old is the most suitable for making old soup, he was lying in the pile of corpses, really like a lifeless, tears could not be stopped, and the whole soul seemed to be bombarded by those words. I'm washing, scissors, blowing, I'm afraid of who's reserved, pride, and collapse with a bang!

He was so vulnerable.

He didn't know why he was crying? I don't know if it's time to curse this damn game, or the person behind it all? Or are you cursing your own weakness and incompetence?

Because, he doesn't know how to hate, how to curse, how to take revenge? This is the darkest side of human nature, but he is so weak and small!

If he could, he would rather hope, rather hide his ears and steal the bell, and deceive himself into hoping that this end of the world would be switched to the end of the world with countless zombies, so that he could at least be a little less sad, at least he could cut down those zombies without any obstacles and burn them to ashes!

Instead of watching others and looking at oneself as you are now, being treated as lambs by your own kind, indifferently, cruelly, eating bite by bite, and still in the mood to comment on the deliciousness of this meat!

This pale powerlessness, and the despair of dead silence, drowned him like a tide, tore him apart, subverted him, and for the first time in his life, he felt that the terrible death was a great blessing in the face of such a tragedy!

The dead are gone, only the living will struggle and trudge through this bloody hell!

"Don't let me live, don't let me find you, don't let me catch your flaws! No matter who you are? No matter what you directed all this for, I'll never spare you! Never! ”

With tears pouring down, Zhou Wei frantically swore an oath in his heart.

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