Chapter 107 No Qualification for Compassion

Unlike the soldiers of Wei, the armor of the soldiers of Wu was red like flames. When nearly a thousand soldiers gathered together and marched forward, the fierce formation was like a raging fire, and it looked extremely imposing.

but.

When the soldiers of Wu State saw the Seventh Main Force under Wang Yao, they were all stunned.

"What's going on?!" A centurion of Wu looked at the enemy army in confusion.

The enemy troops were clearly right before their eyes; they could even see the reflection of their blue armor, but these enemies did not move at all. They just maintained a strange formation and looked at them with strange eyes, like a butcher looking at pigs and sheep in a pen.

The two armies came into contact, but on the battlefield there appeared a silence more terrifying than death.

It was a horrifying scene.

Boom!
Suddenly, amid the suppressed sound of an arrow being released from its string, a ray of silver light pierced through the chest of a centurion of the Wu army at lightning speed.

With a "puff" sound, the centurion didn't even have time to react. He only felt a shock and numbness in his chest. When he looked down, he saw only a horrible bloody hole in his chest.

This was not the end yet. The silver light was still powerful and pierced through the chests of the six soldiers crowded behind the centurion.

"Huh?" The seven soldiers widened their eyes in confusion, then fell to the ground one by one, leaving only their bodies that were beginning to turn cold, still twitching instinctively in a pool of warm blood.

In just one second, seven soldiers were killed at the same time!
All the Wu army soldiers were stunned by this sudden and strange scene.

"Meet the enemy!" The captain of the Wu army roared in disappointment, raised the sword in his hand, and was about to lead the charge.

however.

A sharp breaking sound suddenly rang out.

The captain of the Wu army had only rushed forward a few steps when he stopped in shock.

fireball.

The deadly and hot fireballs were launched from the enemy direction at the same time in a graceful arc of death, and then fell into the center of the Wu army.

Guboom!!
Nearly fifty fireballs covered an area at the same time, forming a terrifying chain explosion reaction. In an instant, nearly a hundred figures were blown into the sky.

The screams, shouts, panic, and unexpected attacks plunged the scene into chaos.

"Don't panic, the magic soldiers are attacking!" After all, the captain of the Wu army was experienced and remained calm in the face of danger. He immediately shouted the slogan of counterattack.

but.

But only a few dozen fireballs were fired from the troops.

It was not until this time that the captain of the Wu army discovered that most of the nearly one hundred figures that had just been blown into the sky were their own magic soldiers!
and.

The dozens of fireballs launched in counterattack also had little effect, because the strange formation of the Shu army, although seemingly tight, was actually very subtle in its distribution of positions, and every soldier had enough space to hide.

Dozens of fireballs fell, but only a few enemy soldiers were injured and fell to the ground.

During this period, the Shu army's fireball attacks never stopped. Every second, a wave of 50 fireballs fell into the army. The bombing continued, and panic spread among the Wu army like a plague.

In just a few tens of seconds, the battlefield was shrouded in smoke that covered the sky and the sun, and Wu's thousand-man army also lost 30% of its men!

"Melee soldiers, go up, don't retreat! Siege artillery vehicles immediately bombard the enemy's magic soldiers!" The Wu captain, his eyes red with anxiety, roared loudly.

But his order did not receive any response. "Damn it, can't you hear me?!" The Wu captain turned back angrily, only to see a horrifying scene.

I saw that on the siege artillery carriage parked in the rear and on standby, the soldiers who were originally responsible for operating the artillery carriage were being thrown out one by one by the Shu soldiers who appeared out of nowhere.

"When?!" The Wu captain was stunned for a few seconds, and then he saw the lush grass not far from the siege artillery vehicle.

The Shu Kingdom's soldiers hid in the bushes and attacked their rear? !
With a clang, the sword fell helplessly to the ground.

"What on earth is going on?" The centurion looked at the battlefield in despair, watching his own soldiers fleeing around like ants on a pot, and then being swallowed by wave after wave of fireballs, and hacked to the ground by the enemy's sword and shield soldiers who followed up.

He had fought for so many years, but for the first time he felt so powerless. He was defeated in just one encounter. This was too absurd! !
Just as the Wu captain was stunned, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

The Wu captain couldn't help but look over according to his feeling, but he saw a soldier in the Shu army holding a strangely shaped silver bow, staring at him with an emotionless look.

The next second, a silver light pierced through the forehead of the Wu captain.

The huge force smashed his skull, and the red and white brain matter flew backwards like spilled paste.
With a bang, the body fell down on its back.

With the death of the supreme commander, the Wu soldiers who survived the continuous bombardment of the fireballs also ushered in the countdown to their death.
After shooting down two Wu soldiers with one arrow, Wang Yao looked around the battlefield and saw that there were only a few enemy soldiers left, so he put away his armor-piercing bow.

The battle went very smoothly and it took less than half an hour to wipe out all the enemy soldiers.

Faced with Wang Yao's rapid and continuous attacks, the main force of Wu had almost no ability to resist and was defeated as soon as they came into contact.

However, Wang Yao was not surprised by this. In front of the well-trained Seventh Main Force, the Wu army was more like a ragtag army composed of militiamen. The combat effectiveness and quality of the two sides were not at the same level at all.

In this short battle, Wang Yao was busy commanding and did not take advantage of the long-range advantage of the armor-piercing bow to take advantage of the opportunity. But even so, a rough calculation showed that nearly twenty Wu soldiers died at the hands of Wang Yao's armor-piercing bow.

The long-lost mobile phone with financial deposits caused some ripples in Wang Yao's cold mood.

Now, with the help of the seventh main force and proper command, he can develop stably with almost zero risk. It feels like a shooter walking in the bottom lane with a tank hero assisting and escorting him!
At this time, Maomao ran over, his wheat-colored face full of excitement that could not be concealed: "Ayao, your command is really great! This is the first time I have won such a big battle, and it was so easy!"

Looking at the jubilant Maomao, Wang Yao smiled gently but didn't say much. He just asked, "How are the casualties of the troops?"

"Seventeen melee soldiers were killed, thirty-five were slightly injured, and there were no casualties among the magic soldiers!" Maomao looked at Wang Yao with twinkling eyes.

“Write it down. After we return to Jingzhou, give some compensation to their families.” Wang Yao said as he looked toward the devastated battlefield, his eyes as dark as night flickering with light.

When the battle started, he was not allowed to have too many distracting thoughts, and he only thought about how to quickly wipe out the enemy soldiers. It was not until after the battle, when Wang Yao looked at the messy battlefield filled with smoke, the corpses lying all over the place, and the strong and choking smell of blood, that he sighed.

Although they were enemies, and although Wang Yao knew that this was war and was inevitable, he still felt a little bit reluctant when he saw the bloody battlefield that looked like Hell.

A thousand soldiers, a thousand lives, were all slaughtered under his command. Even for Wang Yao now, he still feels a lot of moral pressure psychologically.

Subconsciously touching the violent T-shirt on his chest, Wang Yaofu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Who is he showing this to?

Every piece of equipment on his body is stained with the blood of the soldiers. Isn't such mercy and compassion too artificial?
A fresh canyon breeze blew away the smell of blood and smoke left on the battlefield.

Wang Yao's expression returned to normal, but the inexplicable sadness in his heart had already turned into a river.

One day, he suddenly realized that he no longer had the qualifications to show compassion.

Whether you like it or not, this is far from the end. The road ahead will kill more people.
All this is just to survive.

(End of this chapter)