Chapter 166 Three Swords and One Book (Part )
Wang Yao looked at the soldiers who belonged to him, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Just like before, when the battle starts, the melee soldiers will be in the front, the magic soldiers will be in the back, and the artillery vehicles will provide cover. Disperse!"

Then he waved his hand, and the troops immediately began to enter the bushes on both sides in an orderly manner. After hesitating for a moment, he followed Maomao and the others to the bushes on the right.

"Hey, Maomao, do you have any dry food with you? I'm a little hungry after traveling all night." Wang Yao squatted beside Maomao and asked in a low voice.

Maomao rolled his eyes at Wang Yao and said nothing, as if he had known that Wang Yao would forget to bring dry food. Then he took out a salt rice ball from a package on the side and handed it to him with a pout.

Ever since Wang Yao teased her about her "girlfriend" yesterday, the girl has had an expression that says "I don't want to talk to you".

Wang Yao was a little embarrassed. When he was in the 17th team, Maomao took care of him the most and they had the best relationship. Wang Yao really didn't want to have a cold war with her, but he just couldn't figure out why Maomao was so angry.
Wang Yao ate his rice ball silently while looking at Maomao squatting next to him, wondering how to reconcile.

Maybe it was because the morning fog was too thick. At this time, Maomao's blue cloak was already wet and stuck to her body, making her look a little thin. Her black hair was also a little messy, with a few strands falling on her cheeks. Against her cheeks, which looked a little pale from walking all night, she looked delicate and desolate.

"What are you doing?" Maomao suddenly turned around and seemed to have noticed Wang Yao's gaze. There was a hint of discomfort on her face.

Seeing that Maomao was finally willing to talk to him, Wang Yao was somewhat happy and said with a smile, "No, I was just wondering if you were planning to ignore me forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Maomao unexpectedly snorted, turned his face away and remained silent again.

After being turned away, Wang Yao knew that Maomao was still angry, so he could only take a bite of the rice ball awkwardly. Suddenly, he remembered Su An and said, "By the way, the captain came to our camp yesterday afternoon."

"Captain? He came to see us? Why didn't I know about it?" A hint of surprise flashed across Maomao's face.

Maomao has always regarded Su An as a brother and a father. When Su An is mentioned, the cold war is immediately forgotten.

Wang Yao felt that he had found the right way to reconcile, so he responded, "He only came to me. I wanted to keep him, but the captain seemed to be in a hurry, so I didn't keep him."

"Hmph, what? The captain has always been partial to you. You haven't come to see us for a month." Maomao puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction and complained. That expression was like a child who was neglected by his parents.

Wang Yao couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe he really doesn't have time. However, I heard him say that he has now been promoted to the captain of the Ninth Corps."

"Really?!" Upon hearing the news, a smile immediately appeared on Maomao's face.

She often complained privately about why Su An was only given the position of sergeant, and often felt that Su An's situation was unfair. This surprise was no less than a victory in battle for her.

Seeing that Maomao had finally regained his old smile, Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said with a sly smile, "By the way, I have made an appointment with the captain in advance. After the war is over, he will treat us to a big meal at the best restaurant in Jingzhou!"

"Of course! After all, the captain was promoted to captain of a thousand men in one go, so he must treat us to this meal!" Maomao gave Wang Yao a 'well done' look, his joy evident in his expression.

"I haven't told Shi Liang and Xiao Ye about this yet. Please tell them when you have time." Wang Yao threw the remaining rice ball into his mouth and muttered, "Is there any water?"

Maomao glanced at Wang Yao and his eyes suddenly became strange.

She had always been quite intelligent. Now that her joy had passed, she quickly realized that Wang Yao had deliberately mentioned Su An for her own sake. She immediately felt cheated and said unhappily, "The water is too heavy. I didn't bring it for you. I only have my own water bag. Do you want it?"

As he said this, he angrily took out the water bag he had drunk on the road from his waist and handed it to Wang Yao.

"It's not poisonous, why don't you dare drink it?" Wang Yao didn't care. After traveling all night and eating a rice ball, he was very thirsty. He directly took the water bag in Maomao's hand, opened it and started drinking.

Seeing Wang Yao gulping down his water bag and drinking, Maomao was stunned for a moment, then her face suddenly turned red. She silently lowered her head and looked at the wool carpet-like grass beside her boots. When no one noticed, a slightly shy sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Although the relationship was eased, Wang Yao ultimately did not tell Maomao the specific details about Su An. While drinking sweet water, he thought about the scene of his meeting with Su An.

He always felt that Su An's changes were a little unusual, and he was somewhat similar to Zhuge Liang who suddenly became ill.
Click--click--

At this moment, the sound of countless armors rubbing against each other suddenly came faintly from the front.

Wang Yao shuddered, and his dark eyes stared through the gaps in the grass in front of him at the mist in front of him. At the same time, he stuffed the water bag back to Maomao beside him.

"What's wrong?" Maomao came over and asked.

"The black soldiers are coming." Wang Yao had sharp eyes. While ordinary soldiers could not see clearly, he saw in the hazy morning mist that the black soldiers, armed to the teeth, were slowly coming out from behind the enemy's first defense tower.

"You can see this? I can only hear the sound." Maomao said in surprise. "Do you think I'm the number one soldier in the canyon for nothing?" Wang Yao smiled, but his eyes were fixed on the front from beginning to end, like a hawk searching for prey in the sky.

There is no hero!
Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, then he tried to sense again without giving up, and found that there was indeed no trace of enemy heroes, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought he would meet Lu Bu again, or other top heroes from the Wei side, but he didn't expect that only a wave of soldiers came.

Isn’t this free money?
Wang Yao smiled and said to Maomao beside him, "The enemy's artillery vehicles and magic soldiers are all concentrated in the middle. When Shi Liang and Xiao Ye launch an attack, you can order our artillery vehicles and magic soldiers to concentrate their firepower to cover the middle part of the enemy's line."

"What about the enemy heroes?" Maomao asked nervously.

"The enemy hero didn't come." Wang Yao thought for a moment and said seriously, "I think he overslept, right?"

Maomao couldn't help but burst out laughing, rolled his eyes at Wang Yao and said, "Do you think other people oversleep every day like you do?"

Having said that, Maomao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, except for Wang Yao, all the soldiers of the Seventh Main Force were very nervous. No matter how good the tactics were, they were nothing but fancy moves in the face of absolute strength.

After all, in this world, heroes are supreme!
Soon, when the black soldiers were completely surrounded, earth-shaking shouts of killing suddenly rang out from their rear, and countless blue soldiers rushed out of the endless grass like vicious tigers.

The black soldiers immediately fell into panic and commotion, as if they were frightened by the sudden attack.

The person who originally planned to launch a sneak attack was now attacked instead!

"Don't panic, defend! The magic soldiers provide cover with fireballs!" A Wei captain wearing black armor remained calm in the face of danger and immediately began to command the defense against the enemy.

But at the same time, Maomao beside Wang Yao also stood up, and without saying a word, threw a fireball at the enemy's centurion.

With a bang, the fireball hit the ground, exploding with dazzling sparks and scorching heat.

The Wei captain, who was experienced in combat, narrowly avoided the fireball shot by Maomao at the critical moment and was crawling up from the ground in a panic.

But this is not the end. Maomao's fireball is just a flare. Following closely are the fireballs of two hundred magic soldiers and the fire coverage of five artillery vehicles!
Countless sharp sounds of breaking through the air broke the tranquility of the first morning in the canyon.

The subsequent battle was actually unremarkable. Under the first wave of targeted firepower, Wei's black soldiers were caught off guard. Their magic soldiers and artillery carts were directly engulfed in the sea of ​​fire, and only a few survived.

Without the leadership of a hero and without the cover of long-range firepower, the black army was almost like fish on a chopping board. Faced with the aggressive Shu army, they had no power to resist at all. As soon as they came into contact, the entire army collapsed.

Even Wang Yao only had time to use the Armor-Piercing Bow and Infinity Blade to pick up 37 black soldier heads before the battle was completely over. It was truly a clearing of the soldier line!
Of course, Wang Yao was not in the mood to care about the gold coins.

Accustomed to the leisure and peace of Jingzhou, the sudden bloody massacre could no longer cause any psychological trauma to Wang Yao, but he still found it difficult to adapt to it all of a sudden.

Real war is always different from imagination or games. Among the black soldiers they wiped out, there were many young girls and young men in their prime. When their desperate screams, groans and cries for help resounded throughout the battlefield and filled the entire auditory system, only psychologically distorted people would feel a strong pleasure of conquest.

Wang Yao's psychology is not twisted, at least not yet.

The pungent smell of blood, the piercing screams, and the traces of tears still hanging on the pale face that was no longer breathing, each time was a torture to his soul.

However, even so, he will not give up the fight, because someone has to protect the land under his feet, even if it is in the most cruel way.
As soon as the war was over, Wang Yao moved far away from the land that had been completely stained with blood. After slowly exhaling a breath of foul air, he took out his cell phone from his arms without caring about the blood stains on his body.

The gold coin balance displayed in the equipment purchase interface is: 1110.

Looking at the phone interface, Wang Yao pondered for three seconds, then stretched out his finger and clicked on the "Iron Sword" three times to buy it, and clicked on the "Book of Spells" once to buy it.

After completing the operation, Wang Yao turned around and looked at the troops in the distance.

The soldiers of the Seventh Main Force were finishing off the remaining black soldiers on the battlefield. Unable to tell who was following whom, he shouted, "Maomao, Fei Yi, Shi Liang and Xiao Ye, the four of you come here!"

(End of this chapter)