Chapter 170 In the Name of a Soldier

It’s not that Wang Yao deliberately slandered Zhao Yun. In fact, all signs indicate that Zhao Yun did have an ambiguous relationship with Diao Chan of Wei.

Of course, in order to completely disrupt Lu Bu's mind, Wang Yao exaggerated a bit, but in the face of Ono's passionate inquiries, he did not give any further explanation. After all, the real situation might really be like this?
As a result, Xiao Ye's eyes widened, with an expression of envy and jealousy on his face. "Fourth brother is so powerful. When fourth brother comes back, I must ask him for advice to see if he has any unique secrets."

"Ha, the secret is that you have to be as handsome as your fourth brother."

"Damn it! What do you mean? With my looks, I can't say I'm number one in the army, but I have to be at least number two, right?"

"I think your thickness of skin is unmatched."

"Your sister's"

Just when the two were in the middle of their daily bickering, Shi Liang also came over, but the expression on his face was a little complicated, with a hint of sadness and loss.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yao frowned slightly.

"You should go see Maomao first. No matter how I comfort her, it's useless. She may listen to you more." Shi Liang glanced at Wang Yao with a complicated expression, his voice low and slightly bitter.

Wang Yao looked into the distance in some confusion, and saw Shi Liang left alone after he finished speaking. Now he could only go forward to find Maomao.

The soldiers of the Seventh Main Force were busy around, applying medicine to their wounded comrades or burying the bodies of their fallen friends. Only Maomao was sitting alone by the river, staring at the vast blue river in a daze.

"Maomao?" Wang Yao walked over and knelt on one knee beside the girl.

At this time, Wang Yao discovered that Maomao's eyes were red and he was holding a piece of clothing in his arms.

It was a magic soldier's cloak, covered with bright red bloodstains.
"What is this cloak?" Wang Yao was stunned.

"When the enemy hero came, the scene was so chaotic that I didn't even know she was in that wall of people." Maomao's voice was lighter than ever before, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented despair.

Wang Yao's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to understand something.

When Lu Bu rushed towards him with murderous intent, Wang Yao remembered the scene of the soldiers forming a human wall on their own initiative. In other words, the owner of this cloak was also in that human wall at that time.
"Her name is Wei'er, and she is my playmate since childhood." Maomao was still looking at the pure river surface like a mirror. Her beautiful profile was filled with irrepressible sadness and a sad smile.

"At the beginning, the two of us left the mountains together and came to Jingzhou to join the magic soldier army. In the past three years, we have grown together, shared secrets together, and agreed to return home together. We plan to return home with supreme glory one day and tell our relatives in the mountains that although the outside world is cruel, it also has many beautiful things."

The girl murmured sadly, her voice, echoing beside the eternally unchanging river, seemed so vicissitudes and lost.

Wang Yao sat down next to Maomao silently, looking at the vast river together, unable to utter a word for a long time. Maomao turned around, looked at the silent Wang Yao, and suddenly said: "Do you know, Wei'er actually likes you very much."

Hearing this, Wang Yao suddenly seemed a little at a loss and could only look at Maomao in silence.

Maomao turned away, continued to look at the river, and said softly: "Although she never said it, I could see that when you took office as the captain and stood on the stage to speak, the way she looked at you was something I had never seen before. Although she never dared to talk to you, in private, you were always the person she mentioned the most. So when she saw that you were in danger, she stood in front of you regardless of her life. She has always been so stupid since she was a child."

At the end of the conversation, two lines of painful tears silently flowed down the girl's face.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Wang Yao, who was always eloquent, was speechless at this moment. The feeling of powerlessness that came over him made him only able to silently wipe away the tears from the corners of Maomao's eyes.

In the first battle with the enemy hero, Lu Bu came in with great momentum, but the enemy fled in a panic, abandoning the tower. In the end, the Shu army won.

However, the Seventh Main Force lost more than 178 soldiers' lives, including 32 melee soldiers and magic soldiers.
Wang Yao didn't know this magic soldier named Wei'er, but he could understand the pain of separation, but he really had no choice. After all, he was just a soldier. With his strength, it was impossible for him to protect all the soldiers in the army.

This world is so cruel and helpless.
Looking at the vast river, Wang Yao couldn't help but think.

Is there a way to end the war forever and restore the freedom of billions of soldiers so that they no longer waste their lives?
Have it?

"I'm telling you this just to help Wei'er fulfill her unfulfilled wish and finish what she didn't say before she died. Don't feel pressured."

Wang Yao came back to his senses and turned to look at Maomao, only to find that the girl was also looking at him with a serious expression.

"I believe Wei'er will not regret her decision. Not only her, but also the other soldiers who sacrificed their lives have found their leader. They are willing to follow you and go through fire and water for you. It is because of you that we soldiers have dignity, and it is also you who gave us the supreme glory."

"Even if this honor and dignity needs to be exchanged for life?" Wang Yao asked somewhat depressedly.

"Yes." Maomao looked at Wang Yao deeply and said, "You have to believe that no captain has ever been able to lead the soldiers to fight against the heroes. You have made it possible for the soldiers to fight against the heroes. Therefore, we are willing to fight alongside you and die for you."

That's all for this.

After a long silence, Wang Yao stood up, bent slightly, and extended his hand towards Maomao.

"Let's go, let's tear down Wei's defense tower, in order to live up to the sacrifice of the soldiers, for glory!"

[Let me write a chapter about my willful water. No matter what, this is what I want to write. ]

(End of this chapter)