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Man-eating monsters are more terrible than the army with swords, at least in the latter, they can die a happy death with a knife in their hands, and according to the healers in the Yellow Turban Army, those people are still alive when they are eaten......

Originally, it was Bai Shuo's words that fanned the flames, but it set off layers of waves in Zhang Jiao's heart, and the battle was unfavorable since then, and the enemy had approached the main formation, which had already made him angry, and now when he thought that the enemy had colluded with these monsters and wanted to mess with his army's heart, he finally couldn't bear it.

The sudden flames rose from between his fingers, completely turning the bloody flesh on the table into charcoal, no longer returning to its original terrifying appearance, and the smell of burnt meat spread, reminding Bai Shuo of the smell of barbecue.

Phew...... It's disgusting......

He shook his head and dispelled this thought, and heard Zhang Jiao's angry voice in his ears: "Pass the order, block the news, raise the vigilance, send more than 200 soldiers to patrol, and generally send out a signal immediately when encountering an attack...... I'm going to burn those demons to charcoal with my own hands......"

"Since you have been wounded, you should recuperate, and you don't have to pay attention to the provocation of the enemy soldiers."

Bai Shuo raised his bandaged hand and tried to shake it, the wound on his skin was a little painful, but it didn't affect his activity: "It's just a little bit of a small injury, it's not in the way, it's just that there are more and more enemy troops, I'm afraid it's ......"

At the mention of the enemy army, Zhang Jiao's face darkened and he turned around; "I have my own countermeasures, you go down first......"

has already said this, everything that should be said has been said, it depends on whether Zhang Jiao still has the courage to give it a go......

Bai Shuo stood up from the chair, twisted his somewhat itchy arm slightly, and said, "Yes, my subordinates are retiring." ”

Quietly turned around and walked towards the door of the tent, when Bai Shuo's bandaged palm finally touched the curtain, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked at Zhang Jiao, who was contemplating with his back to him, still hesitating?

"Huang Tian should stand."

After turning his head again and lifting the curtain of the tent, leaving this slogan, Bai Shuo walked out of the tent, and his voice made Zhang Jiao's palm tremble.

After a long time, he showed a self-deprecating wry smile: "Yes, Huang Tian should stand." ”

When did this cry of ambition turn into a dry and tasteless slogan?

In this decadent era, because he could not bear the heavy oppression above his head, he made up his mind, raised the banner of rebellion, and did not hesitate to shed blood, wanting to subvert the mediocre and unreasonable world and re-establish a clear and clear sky.

Those who believed in him gathered under his banner and shouted: "The heavens are dead, and the yellow heavens should stand." "Looking forward to the arrival of a new era.

When did you start to forget the sorrow and hope in your heart? Before you know it, everyone has changed, and the young man who was once full of ideals to change the world has become such an ugly middle-aged man, corrupted by years, wars, and power, and reduced to this point.

Myself...... Are you old? Have you lost the courage that once sustained you through countless difficulties? Has the faith for change been dusted?

"The sky is dead...... he muttered the angry cry he once had, slowly raised his head, recalled his former appearance, and suddenly clenched the fire scepter in his hand, and the voice that only he could hear echoed in his heart with an angry and unyielding roar: "Huang Tian should stand!" ”

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Hearing the low roar in the tent, Bai Shuo showed a smile, the fire burning in the man's heart was still not extinguished.

From the very beginning, he knew that the world was not the era of intrigue and calculation as he had known about history, but rather that heroes with great intentions and unparalleled generals gathered and galloped across the battlefield to fight with the ideal of opening up a new era.

So...... Zhang Jiao, you must be the same, right? If you have the last bit of courage and ideals, prove it to me!

Just like those soldiers once believed: "Yellow sky should stand!" ”

Bai Shuo finally heard Zhang Jiao's whisper, like the sound of flames burning, which made him laugh.

At least Zhang Jiao can't lose the courage to continue fighting, as long as he still has the ideals of the past, then there is still hope for his plan.

Hearing the resolute whisper, Bai Shuo no longer stayed outside the tent, with an expectant smile, his hands in his sleeves, and moved towards the tent where he lived.

The night was already dark, and there was a battle tomorrow, and although he couldn't lose his vigilance, at least he had to catch up on sleep, and he yawned tiredly, nodding to the patrolling soldiers from time to time, and slowly walked into his tent.

Quietly returning to his residence, he twisted his neck a little sorely, feeling the sudden gaze from the darkness.

"Eldest Sun Wu?" Bai Shuo turned his head to look at the middle-aged man on the floor: "Haven't you slept yet?" ”

The middle-aged man, who seemed to be sleeping, opened his squinted eyes a little embarrassed, and got up from the bed: "Captain, how did you find out?" ”

"The heartbeat, the pulse, the breathing are all normal." Bai Shuo slowly sat back on his bed: "It's just that my attention is too concentrated......"

With the transfer and condensation of the gaze, the spiritual power of Ruowu will extend out, and if you don't know how to control it, you may be perceived by Bai Shuo.

Ever since the end of the first mission, Bai Shuo had had this vague perception, and it was this vague perception that helped him discover the malicious gaze of the 'Hunters' team.

Changsun Wu was only a breeze now, and his doubts and curiosity couldn't compare to the strong malice like a pinprick.

"It's amazing...... Isn't it?" Changsun Wu exclaimed, got up from the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed and asked, "What is the captain doing out so late?" ”

In his cognition, Bai Shuo is not the kind of person who is cold or moody, in most cases, he is even easier to get along with than ordinary people, easy-going and calm, so he can ask his own questions.

"I got into a fight and got a little injured." Bai Shuo leaned against the wall, looked at his arms and palms covered by bandages, slowly took off the coat on his body, and then revealed his back, which was mostly wrapped in bandages.

The muscle damage from overexertion had even spread to his chest, and even the muscle groups behind him had broken down a lot, making him look like he was seriously injured.

"Hiss......" Changsun Wu gasped, got up from the bed, and looked at his wound with a frown: "Who wrapped this bandage?" Too...... It's a bit unprofessional. ”

"Ha, I guess I made Jing Mo angry." Bai Shuo laughed when he heard this.

"It's too non-standard...... "Changsun Wu pinched the beard on his chin: "Do you want me to help?" I've also learned first aid and bandaging. ”

The bearded security guard in the mixed society has learned to bandage, and this news surprised Bai Shuo.

"Well, then, it's hard work." Bai Shuo raised his arms.

Changsun Wu stood behind Bai Shuo unceremoniously, untied the bandage neatly, and sent it out round and round.

As the bandage fell off, the fine wounds were revealed like scarlet cobwebs, spreading from the top of the hands, covering the entire arm, and even covering half of the shoulders and part of the back, and the lines that looked like pieces were pieced together made Changsun Wu frown: "This injury, it's really strange......