Chapter 188 Battle of the Enemy Highlands (Part )

An hour ago, on the Wei State highlands.

Since Zhuge Liang, the commander, left the battle with Liu Chan, the fierce battle between the Seventh Main Force and the Black Army Corps has lasted for four hours.
Gu, boom!

Deadly orange flames suddenly exploded, and the high-temperature flames that were hot enough to roast a human body wrapped around the soldiers in black armor like poisonous snakes, swallowing them up in an instant.

With the help of the spell book, a fireball knocked down the three black soldiers from a distance. Maomao then retracted his swollen right hand that was holding the magic wand, gasping for breath.

She had never used fireball so frequently before. Even though her magic cloak was soaked with sweat and she had done her best, the Wei Kingdom's black-armored army, which numbered more than five figures, was still as endless as an army of ants and could not be killed.
The enemy's soldiers seemed to be whipped and urged on by an invisible whip. They frantically climbed over the mountain of corpses and rushed over one after another, determined to devour them all!
"Why." Maomao murmured in pain as he looked at the raging black tide that was about to completely drown them. His pair of dark eyes had lost their former brightness, and were replaced by despair and fear.

She is not afraid of death. She has joined the legion for more than three years. Since the moment she became a soldier three years ago, she has been ready to sacrifice for glory!
But
Why? In the depths of my heart, the soldier's gentle smile is still so clear and real?
The girl with shoulder-length black hair lowered her head in pain, biting her pale lips tightly, and trembling slightly uncontrollably.

She was unwilling to give up, she still wanted to protect him forever, even if this relationship would never have a result, but as long as this, it was enough.
She doesn't want to die yet!

Maomao suddenly raised his face, swept away the haze of despair, and regained his determination.

"Centurion, the enemy's attack is getting more and more fierce! If it continues like this." A female magic soldier beside him shouted in the chaos. Her voice sounded very weak because of excessive consumption of magic power.

"We absolutely cannot just sit here and wait to die!" Maomao replied firmly. At the same time, she looked around and saw that the battlefield had completely become white-hot.

In fact, it is a complete miracle that their army of a thousand people can hold out until now in such a battle with such a huge disparity in strength.

Among them, in addition to the fact that all the soldiers of the Seventh Main Force are well-trained and experienced fighters, the more important reason is that it is thanks to the "advance tactical formation" designed by the centurion Wang Yao; that is, 800 melee soldiers formed an outer human wall to resist the endless Wei State Black Armor Army, while 200 female magic soldiers were arranged in a column in a safe place in the formation, assisted by powerful long-range magic.

The seemingly simple formation arrangement actually brought out unexpected tactical value. Although more than half of the melee soldiers on the periphery were killed or wounded, only about 200% of the magic female soldiers in the formation were killed. As long as the magic female soldiers, who serve as powerful output points, can continuously provide long-range firepower, the Black Soldier Corps will find it difficult to break through the iron barrel formation of the Seventh Main Force no matter how hard they try.

But this still won’t work!
Maomao, who was deeply influenced by Wang Yao's tactics, was very clear about the current situation.

Even the strongest soldiers have their limits. Although the most elite Yao Family Army has broken out to seek help, it is undoubtedly extremely stupid to pin hopes on rescue and do nothing!

After a struggle of thoughts, Maomao gritted his teeth, raised the staff in his hand and ordered: "Everyone obey my orders, the main attack direction will be changed, the front army will replace the rear army, slowly retreat, we will break through to the outside of the high ground!"

As Wang Yao's right-hand man and the acting commander appointed by the centurion before his departure, Maomao's orders are equivalent to Wang Yao's own, and the soldiers of the entire Seventh Army will obey them.

What's more, this is the only best decision at the moment.

However, how could the Black Army, who had been unable to attack for so long, easily let their enemies go?
"You can't even break such a simple defense, you are a bunch of trash, get out of the way and let us do it!" The roar, like frosted sand and extremely uncomfortable to listen to, suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield like a spring thunder.

Maomao was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. In an instant, her delicate face turned pale.

I saw the endless black tide split to the left and right, and six tall figures surrounded by strange black mist slowly walked out from the road in the middle.

They are tall and straight, more than 2 meters tall, with their bodies covered with black scales with a metallic luster. Even their faces are covered with cold masks with sharp lines. The eyes on the masks frequently flash with strange red light. In the black tide, they are like ferocious beasts slowly crawling out in the middle of the night, making everyone who sees them terrified!
The enemy's super soldiers, a whole squad at that! !

"Hoho, a bunch of dirty, stinky rats, let us clean you up!" The six Wei super soldiers laughed coldly, like the mockery of the devil from hell.

This is definitely not an exaggeration. Super soldiers, whose strength is comparable to that of an ordinary 100-man army, do have the capital to be arrogant. Then, as expected, six Wei super soldiers launched a fierce attack on the Seventh Army from six different directions. As soon as they met, they opened a gap at the forefront of the army. In an instant, the Shu army formation, which had always been solid, showed a tendency to collapse for the first time!
Not only do super soldiers have special steel armor that is invulnerable to swords and guns, they even have a magical steam jet mechanism to enhance their own strength. With just one punch, they can easily knock away an ordinary soldier holding a shield to defend himself. Their strength is so strong that ordinary soldiers can never match them.

They were like six vicious wolves rushing into a flock of sheep, unstoppable and unstoppable. Although the Shu soldiers fought hard, they could not stop their killing.

Seeing the situation was critical, a soldier holding a black sword stepped forward. He attacked a Wei super soldier who was charging at the forefront at an extremely fast speed.
"Wow?" The Wei super soldier seemed to exclaim with a hint of admiration, and then raised his steel arm with disdain and placed it across the cold mask on his face.

when!
Unexpectedly, the sword, which should have been easily blocked with one arm, caused far more damage than imagined. With one sword, the Wei super soldier was caught off guard and staggered back several steps.

"What?!" The Wei super soldier widened his red eyes in disbelief. Although this sword did not cause any actual damage to him, as a being second only to a hero, it was hard for him to imagine that a small soldier could actually knock him back with just one sword!

Is this still a soldier?!
However, before this super soldier of Wei could recover from the shock, his vision went dark and another soldier holding a black sword had leaped over his head and was using the force of the fall to fiercely chop at his head.

Bang!
With a violent explosion, the Wei super soldier felt as if his head was hit hard by a huge hammer. Under the unusually powerful force, his entire steel body flew backwards uncontrollably.
The soldiers from the Wei and Shu countries around were stunned, even the other five super soldiers of Wei were stunned. They looked at this strange scene in disbelief, as well as the two blue-armored soldiers holding black swords lying across the battlefield.

"Centurion Shi Liang, Centurion Ono!" Some soldiers from Shu Kingdom cheered the names of the two soldiers loudly.

With the help of Ono and the power of the black sword, Shi Liang successfully chopped off the Wei super soldier with one sword, but even so, he still had a solemn look on his face, and there was even more deep resentment in his eyes.
Zhuge Liang's abandonment of his troops and their plight made Shi Liang question and get angry for the first time. What did the hero regard them as? Disposable blades? Or worthless ants?!
"Asshole!" Shi Liang cursed softly, raised his black sword and shouted, "Everyone must defend the formation and speed up the breakthrough to the outside of the high ground!"

the other side.
Nine supreme heroes from two different camps were standing on the high walls of Wei State, silently overlooking the red square below that was shaped like a meat grinder.

In essence, if any one of them takes action, the current stalemate can be changed in an instant, and this cruel and inhumane war can be ended.

However, none of them took any action. Instead, they either watched the show indifferently or with a blank expression, allowing countless lives to perish. It seemed that in their detached vision, these lives were just two groups of insignificant ants fighting each other.
“I never thought that there is such an elite small soldier unit in our Three Kingdoms that can even block those super soldiers created by magic mechanisms.” Cao Cao put his hands behind his back and slowly frowned.

"Hmph, elite? The Tang Empire has plenty of small-scale troops like these." A woman in black and white clothes, carrying a giant square hammer on her shoulder, said arrogantly.

Cao Cao did not respond, but just smiled meaningfully. Then he turned around and glanced at the old man who was standing beside him in silence.

The old man has silver hair and is leaning on a strange long staff that looks like a lawn lantern. Although he looks gaunt, he gives people a sense of emptiness and wonder.
The heroic and valiant Bloodthirsty Man showed a respectful look for the first time: "Master, I still have some doubts. Can we really lure that person here like this?"

Facing Cao Cao's respectful question, the old man just raised his hand slowly and stroked the thick beard that grew to his knees under his chin, but still remained silent. On the other side, a cold middle-aged uncle who was also dressed in black and white and wearing round-frame glasses spoke.

"Cao Cao, the Master has his own plan, so you don't need to say anything. But your Wei soldiers are too useless, aren't they? If this continues, these Shu soldiers will flee from your high ground."

The voice was low and magnetic, carrying an undisguised sense of contempt.

A hint of coldness suddenly flashed across Cao Cao's red eyes, but it was only for a moment. He quickly hid the coldness and said, "I understand."

The Bloody Hero turned around silently and faced the one-eyed silver-haired man who had been restless for a long time.

"Go and stop them. Don't let any soldier leave the high ground!"

(End of this chapter)