Chapter 108 Enemy Hero
The battle started off with a great victory, and even ended in a crushing manner. This unprecedented victory made the soldiers of the Seventh Main Force smile with joy, as if they had encountered a leopard during a hunt.

"Did you see that just now? We beat those Wu Jun guys so hard that they were running around like rats. I killed three Wu soldiers by myself. Haha! That's awesome!"

"All this is thanks to Lord Yao's command. If we hadn't eliminated Wu Jun's magic soldiers in advance, I'm afraid our melee soldiers would have suffered even more casualties!"

"That's right. Moreover, Lord Yao actually sent people to attack the siege artillery vehicles in the rear of the Wu army. I never thought of this."

"Let's fight our way to Wu's high ground!"

Looking at the soldiers who were talking and talking, and who were obviously a little too arrogant, Wang Yao shook his head. He turned around and said four words to Shi Liang beside him: "Arrogant soldiers will be defeated."

Shi Liang was also immersed in the joy of victory at this time. When he heard Wang Yao's words, he was stunned for a moment, then he understood and left with a solemn face.

Soon, the noisy joy in the troops disappeared, replaced by the usual strict atmosphere.

Seeing that many of the soldiers had gradually calmed down, Wang Yao said to Maomao beside him, "Maomao, take your men and strip off the armor of those melee soldiers."

"Wu army's armor? What are you going to do?" Maomao looked at Wang Yao with a puzzled look on his face.

"Don't ask too many questions, just go quickly." Wang Yao showed a mysterious smile and signaled Maomao to carry out the order.

Although Maomao was confused, out of wholehearted trust, he did not ask any more questions and turned around and left.

Afterwards, Wang Yao leaned his back against the body of the siege artillery vehicle and said to Zhao Yun who had been guarding him, "Old Zhao, give me the marching map. Oh, and the wine bag, too."

Zhao Yun has now almost become Wang Yao's personal companion.

"Thank you." Wang Yao took the map and wine handed over by Zhao Yun, raised his head and took a sip. With the spicy taste of wine, he began to look at the next marching route carefully.

"Your attack power is extraordinary, far beyond the scope of a soldier." Zhao Yun suddenly said meaningfully.

During the battle with Wu's army, Wang Yao easily killed seven soldiers of Wu's army with just one arrow. Zhao Yun saw this scene clearly from the side.

"Do you want to know why?" Wang Yao raised his head from the map and glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun did not say anything. He had always been a tough-talker, but despite this, his pair of shiny blue eyes betrayed his inner thoughts.

Zhao Yun was indeed very curious.

"If you want to know, you have to tell me first, what exactly is that black and white chess you mentioned?" Wang Yao said with a smile, baring his white teeth.

Zhao Yun was stunned for three seconds, then stared at Wang Yao depressedly.

"Really? In that case, there's nothing I can do about it. I'll tell you my secret later if you're willing to tell me." Wang Yaofu said playfully as he turned his gaze back to the map, not caring at all that Zhao Yun beside him had a look of fire in his eyes.

This damn soldier!!

And just a moment later, Maomao came back.

"So fast?" Wang Yao was stunned.

Maomao glared at Wang Yao with a strange expression and said nothing.

"Is there any problem?" Wang Yao felt even more puzzled.

Under Wang Yao's gaze, Maomao held back for a long time, and her face suddenly turned slightly red: "Even if they are dead, I am a girl after all. Do you want me to take off their clothes?"

Looking at Maomao's embarrassed expression, Wang Yao was stunned for three seconds, then burst into laughter.

He had forgotten that the melee soldiers were all male, but he actually asked Maomao and the other female magic soldiers to take off the melee soldiers' clothes. It was really funny to think about it.

However, when did Maomao become such a little woman?

I don’t know if it’s because they know each other too well, or because Maomao’s personality and behavior are indeed not like those of a girl, but Wang Yao has never paid much attention to the gender difference between him and Maomao.

"What are you laughing at! That's what you are thinking!" Maomao stared at the smile on Wang Yao's lips with some resentment, as if he had guessed what Wang Yao was thinking.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Seeing Maomao's ferocious face, Wang Yao was afraid that it would be the same as last time. He was held down and rubbed by Maomao and had no choice but to ask Xiaoye to organize the soldiers to strip off his clothes and armor.

"What's the use of collecting those clothes and armors?" Even Zhao Yun couldn't help but ask in the end.

"The hermit has his own clever plan." Wang Yao continued to keep the secret.

At this moment, Wang Yao suddenly felt a chill on his back for no reason. A hero was approaching them!

Wang Yao turned around suddenly, only to find that Zhao Yun was also looking at him with a serious expression.

"It seems our guests have arrived." Wang Yao took a deep breath, then said to Zhao Yun: "Let's proceed according to our plan."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Wang Yao could make other arrangements, a scorching hot wind began to blow from the front.

Wang Yao immediately looked over as if he was facing a great enemy.

On the distant horizon, they saw a tall, enchanting, fiery red figure slowly walking towards them.

He was a young man with handsome features. He was dressed in bright crimson clothes. Under his long flowing hair like a woman, his fiery red phoenix eyes were full of contempt and arrogance, without any disguise.

Wang Yao was very surprised to see this man in brightly colored clothes that looked totally out of place in the brutal canyon battlefield.

Iron-blooded Governor Zhou Yu? !
To be honest, Wang Yao never expected that the enemy hero would be this lolita lover!
According to the game settings, the heroes on the top lane are usually enemy shooter-type heroes.

The Wu Kingdom only had four heroes: Zhou Yu, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, and Sun Shangxiang, so Wang Yao had guessed in advance that the enemy hero he would face this time would most likely be the young lady in stockings.

But what no one could have expected was that the person who came would be Zhou Yu, a fire mage with a lolita fetish!
"Ayao, that is the supreme commander of the Wu army, the iron-blooded governor Zhou Yu!" Maomao's voice trembled a little.

In fact, from the moment Zhou Yu appeared, Maomao's face began to show fear uncontrollably.

Wang Yao looked at Maomao, who wanted to hide behind him, and frowned slightly.

Although heroes are the objects of admiration and fear of the soldiers, Maomao's behavior is really abnormal.

Looking back at Wang Yao, Maomao seemed to see the confusion in Wang Yao's eyes, so he explained with a trembling voice: "Strictly speaking, the Iron-Blooded Governor is the developer of our Magic Soldier. The Fireball of our Magic Soldier is actually the starting move of this hero."

Wang Yao suddenly realized.

In the game, Zhou Yu's appearance of holding a fireball and his basic attack method with the fireball are, in a sense, indeed similar to the magic soldiers.

But I didn't expect that in this strange world, Zhou Yu was actually the developer of the magic soldier type. No wonder Maomao was so afraid. This was equivalent to a disciple meeting the founder. Anyone who saw him would lose all fighting spirit and tremble in fear.

While Wang Yao and Maomao were talking in low voices, Zhou Yu put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked straight into the center of the battlefield without stopping, and walked towards Wang Yao with contempt.

Zhou Yu turned a blind eye to the soldiers of the Seventh Main Force who were eyeing him covetously.

"stop!"

"Don't let him get close to Master Yao!"

"on!"

Some soldiers were immediately unable to sit still. In their eyes, Zhou Yu seemed to be trying to harm Wang Yao. Moreover, they felt insulted to see this enemy hero walk into the center of the army without any hesitation.

Suddenly, with the clanging sound of long swords being unsheathed, ten angry soldiers raised their swords and attacked fiercely.

"I really admire the courage of these people who rush forward to die." A familiar sentence with disdain and indifference came out from Zhou Yu's thin lips.

Facing the swarming soldiers, Zhou Yu said a few words and just raised his five slender fingers with a look of contempt.

Gu, boom——

The scorching flames suddenly rose out of thin air, and the air was distorted by the intense heat. Then, with Zhou Yu as the center, the blazing flames suddenly spread violently in all directions, instantly devouring the soldiers who were besieging them.

There were no screams or excessive magical effects, and the battle ended as soon as it began.

The dazzling and deadly flames only appeared for a moment, but after the flames disappeared, except for the circle under Zhou Yu's feet, which was intact, the surrounding land was already charred.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of burnt meat. The ten soldiers' armors were still blazing with flames, but they all fell silently at Zhou Yu's feet!

"Shit!" Wang Yao couldn't help but curse softly, and at the same time, he retracted his half-raised arm.

He had just wanted to stop the ten impulsive soldiers, but before he could open his mouth, the battle was over.

For Wang Yao, the death of any soldier in the Seventh Main Force would undoubtedly be an extremely painful thing for him!
With a helpless sigh, Wang Yao then looked at the man in red standing twenty meters away with a look full of hidden anger.

"You are wearing such bright clothes. Are you going to be Sun Shangxiang's bridesmaid in the canyon?"

(End of this chapter)