Chapter 204 Unrecognizable
The heavy rain gradually stopped.

It was approaching evening, and the sky, which was still covered with a few wisps of dark clouds, was painted a bright red by the afterglow of the setting sun. It looked as beautiful as a gem and as strange as a blood curtain.

At this time, in the high ground square of Shu, the chaotic footsteps of countless heavy metal boots on the ground were coming one after another.
Three fully armed lines of 1,000 men, led by their respective centurions, were arranged in a vertical line and marched slowly towards the three high grounds.

These are new troops assembled from Jingzhou.

The air in the canyon after the rain was very fresh, and the young soldiers were also radiant and full of fighting spirit. Their armor was neat and their blades were shining. They were ready to join the war that was still unfinished in the best condition, although for many of them, this journey might be the end of their lives.
Of course, Highland Square is still far from the front line, and during this long journey, it is natural that there will be some whispers among the troops.

"Hey, Jiang Wei."

"What?"

"Have you heard? The legendary team on our way has been completely wiped out in the Wei Kingdom Highlands due to a mistake in command."

"Oh my god! No way?!"

The soldier named 'Jiang Wei' stared at his companion with wide eyes. His young face beneath the helmet was filled with shock and astonishment.

"Of course not. Do you still remember the captain who led that powerful army? Yes, Wang Yao. It seems that because he was ambitious, he led his troops into the highlands of Wei State on his own."

"It's hard to believe this is true. No, I think you are talking nonsense!"

"I also heard it from soldiers in other units. This story hasn't spread yet, but it's absolutely true. Think about it, what kind of place is the enemy's high ground? It's Yama's Palace! There are at least tens of thousands of black soldiers stationed there, not to mention the enemy's heroes. If you get trapped there, how can you have a chance of survival?"

"Alas, if that's the case, it would be a pity."

Low murmurs of frustration, loss, or sighs came from the thousand-man army heading towards the upper road.

The Upper Legion, the Seventh Main Force; this powerful force numbered 'Seven' has long been the spiritual pillar of all the soldiers in the Upper Legion with its terrifying record of being almost invincible. The captain of the force, Wang Yao, who was only 19 years old, once became a popular role model for the people of Shu and was extremely famous. Therefore, when this news, which had been circulating since who knows when, was known to more and more soldiers, people all sighed and lamented, as if they had lost their parents.

But, that's all.

That's right, even the most glorious and legendary troops will eventually perish. After all, Wang Yao is not the only talented soldier who has been swallowed up by the rolling torrent in this cruel canyon battlefield for thousands of years. Before him, there were thousands of equally famous soldiers who fell from the altar and slept forever on this land.

In the end, they didn't even leave their names.

But this still cannot stop thousands of young and energetic soldiers from rushing to join the legion, and entering this death battlefield that is like a meat grinder one after another.

Perhaps a death rate of 65% does sound horrifying, but as long as you can keep surviving, you can gain unlimited status and glory, and even rise to the top one day and become a 'hero' at the top of the world!
No one can resist the temptation of getting rid of the mortal body and becoming an omnipotent "hero"; and this is the reason why the 400 million soldiers on the King's Continent are willing to fight for it.

The canyon has been filled with the endless blood of heroes for thousands of years.

Of course, for Jiang Wei, his mood at this moment could be described as having fallen to the bottom.

He was just a rookie who had just joined the legion for less than a month, but privately he was very concerned about the main force numbered "Seven". It could even be said that the reason why he joined the legion as a soldier was largely influenced by the many legendary deeds of this unit.

He longed to join such a powerful army, and even more eager to follow the centurion who led the troops.

Unexpectedly, the first news he heard when he entered the canyon battlefield for the first time was the sad news that the army he admired so much had been wiped out.

"I originally thought that the captain would most likely become the first soldier to become a hero in so many years, but I didn't expect him to die young. Alas." Jiang Wei couldn't stop sighing.

"Yeah." The companion also sighed: "To be honest, I thought about joining that army at the beginning. The benefits are good and there are many beautiful women. In particular, there is a special force composed of elite soldiers, which is even more abnormally strong!"

Glancing at his companion's fascinated face, Jiang Wei smiled subconsciously. Although there was no ill intention, there was indeed a hint of mockery in his laughter: "Just you? They are the mighty Yao family army. The weakest one is at the level of sergeant. The leading centurion was just a small soldier half a year ago. He once fought alone in the dangerous wild area with a group of black soldiers, and finally came out alive. Judging from their standards, even if you want to go, they probably won't look down on you!"

"Damn it! You're such a sharp-tongued person, you'd feel uncomfortable if you didn't slander me all day long, right? It sounds as if..." My companion was getting angry and was about to retort when his voice suddenly stopped.

The air in the canyon after the rain was refreshing, but I don’t know when this coolness started to slowly turn into a chilling coldness that made people feel cold.

Jiang Wei also felt the strange and cold breath coming from the front almost at the same time, and he instinctively stretched his neck to look over there.

Under the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun, a tall figure was seen walking alone onto the ground of the highland square from the upper road.

He was a wounded soldier who looked like he had been run over by a cannon several times. His entire body was wrapped in bandages, and he looked somewhat like a mummy. But the most attractive thing was his face.

A young face that barely showed some handsomeness was also wrapped in a blood-soaked white bandage, which also bandaged the left eye, leaving only the right eye that was as ferocious and cold as a beast's.

That look, as if it had seen the bloodiest hell, had lost all its ripples, and even the pupils of a dead person were almost colorless. There was only complete gloom and frost!

At this moment, the originally noisy line of thousands of soldiers suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, the soldiers on the highland square all truly felt the presence of murderous aura from this unknown wounded soldier!

At the intersection of the highland, a tall wounded soldier walked in step by step with an expressionless face. Although he did not say a word, it seemed that the temperature of the entire highland suddenly dropped by several degrees. The green metal boots on his feet kept making crisp "clicking" sounds as they stepped on the floor, which was as shocking as beating drums and very heavy.

The wounded soldier passed by the soldiers in the army step by step. Wherever he passed, people were all silent. They lowered their heads as if they could not bear the oppressive chill. They dared not look at him again. They just wanted to take two quick steps away from this strange wounded soldier with a gloomy face.

Everyone felt as if they were walking under the feet of a giant beast with bared teeth. They were terrified and frightened. The vast highland square was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Not long after, when the wounded soldier passed by coldly, a soldier finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought the look of Lord Zhang Fei, who led the bottom lane army, was scary enough, but I didn't expect the look of this wounded soldier was even scarier. Jiang Wei, do you think his father or mother died?"

"I don't think this wounded soldier is an ordinary soldier." Jiang Wei looked back absentmindedly, murmured as he looked at the figure that was gradually going away.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Wei's companion asked subconsciously.

Jiang Wei pursed his lips in the direction of the back figure: "In his hand, he is holding a fourth-level inscription representing the status of a thousand-man commander."

"You observe very carefully." The companion turned around and wanted to take another look with lingering fear.

However, the wounded soldier had already disappeared deep in the vast highlands.

Wang Yao returned to the high ground of Shu. He raised his head and looked coldly at a huge military tent located in the deepest part of the square, which was filled with murderous intent.

Wang Yao knew very well that he came back to the high ground not to ask about Zhuge Liang's well-being, so he did not bring Luna back with him. After the girl helped him bandage his wound, he found an excuse to send her back to the middle lane to defend the line.

Sonorous!

"Stop! Who are you? What are you doing?" Suddenly, a vigilant shout and the sound of a knife being unsheathed rang in my ears at the same time.

Wang Yao didn't know what he looked like now, but in his eyes at this moment, there was only the half-closed curtain of the military tent not far away, so when he came to his senses, he found that he had been surrounded by six soldiers with extremely nervous expressions.

These soldiers should be the ones guarding Zhuge Liang's tent.

Wang Yao moved his lips, but the words that came out of his mouth were unusually hoarse and full of uncontrollable murderous intent: "I'm here to find Zhuge Liang."

"How dare you! How can you call the military advisor by his name? Which unit are you from? What are you doing here?" The soldiers guarding the military tent seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then their faces changed drastically. The leader even put the shiny long sword in his hand directly to Wang Yao's neck.

The already tense atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point, and the soldiers in charge of guarding the place seemed ready to execute Wang Yao on the spot if they had any disagreement.

Of course, Wang Yao was not afraid at all. He just turned his head slowly and glanced at the soldier in front of him with his lifeless right eye. He saw a strange face that suddenly became very frightened: "I'm looking for Zhuge Liang, what does it have to do with you?"

After he finished speaking coldly, before the soldier could react, Wang Yao quickly grabbed the soldier's blade with his backhand and bent it with a little force. With a "ding" sound, the long sword made of pure iron immediately broke into two pieces.

Wang Yao's current defense and attack power are no longer something that an ordinary soldier can hurt. After breaking the opponent's weapon, Wang Yao did not hesitate and kicked the opponent's ankle. The soldier was caught off guard and immediately fell to the side of the ground, but before his head touched the ground, Wang Yao kicked him in the face again. The ferocious force made the leading soldier fly more than ten meters away!

"Be bold!"

"How dare you hit our five leaders?!"

"Fuck, come on!"

Wang Yao's sudden ruthless move immediately angered the other soldiers around him. They all rushed over frantically with roars.

Facing five tall and strong soldiers, Wang Yao remained expressionless. However, the anger that he had been suppressing so hard was about to burst his chest, causing him to decide for the first time to use violence to solve the problem.

With his right leg, Wang Yao kicked the chest of the first soldier who rushed towards him and sent him flying far away. Then he bent his arm and raised his elbow, hitting the second soldier's chin hard, knocking his front teeth loose and causing him to fall to the ground. At this time, the third soldier kicked over with a flying kick. Wang Yao was quick-witted and dodged slightly, then grabbed his thigh with his backhand. With his other hand, he turned it into a knife and broke the third soldier's thigh with a "click".

"Ahhhh!" The third soldier screamed, hugged his thigh and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" The fourth soldier's eyes turned red, he roared and raised the long knife in his hand, pretending to chop Wang Yao from behind, but Wang Yao turned around and kicked him swiftly, causing his chest to cave in, and he flew out with blood spurting out.

The four strong soldiers killed Wang Yao instantly in just three seconds!
The remaining fifth soldier felt a chill down his spine when he saw this. At first, the six people in their team saw that although Wang Yao looked intimidating, he was wrapped in blood-stained bandages and was obviously seriously injured. So they thought that they could handle a six-on-one situation. However, they didn't expect that five of them were killed instantly in the first encounter!
Is this a soldier? ! !
Driven by fear, the fifth soldier turned pale and retreated repeatedly. But before he could take two steps back, Wang Yao appeared in front of him with a flash, and raised his hand to grab his neck, and lifted him up with one hand. Then, he turned around and smashed the soldier headfirst to the ground!

Snap——

Just like a watermelon falling suddenly from a high altitude, the fifth soldier's head smashed the hard floor, and blood mixed with brain matter splattered all over the ground like flowers!
After brutally killing the last soldier on the spot, Wang Yao stood up without even looking at the other soldiers lying on the ground groaning in pain. He stepped over them, walked to the front of the military tent, raised his hand to lift the tent cloth and walked in.

The extremely large military tent was a little dim. This was Wang Yao's third time in Zhuge Liang's military tent. The scene was the same, but the people were different.

At this time, at the top of the military tent, Zhuge Liang was sitting behind a desk, with one hand on his forehead, seemingly resting his eyes.

Wang Yao looked at this man who was known for his wisdom, but who had left his entire army on the enemy's heights and ignored it, causing nearly a thousand of his subordinates to die tragically, and was actually able to rest in peace. He was furious on the spot, and without saying a word, he used up almost all his strength to throw the tiger talisman that he had been holding tightly in his hand over!
Boom——

In a rage, Wang Yao used up all his strength in this throw, without mercy. Although its power was not as strong as an arrow from an armor-piercing bow, it was not far behind!

However.
Only a crisp "pop" sound was heard, and Zhuge Liang, who was supposed to be resting with his eyes closed, simply raised his hand casually and easily caught the tiger talisman that was flying straight at his face.

"Are you coming."

A somewhat weak voice came from the lowered face.

Zhuge Liang opened his eyes, slowly raised his head and looked at the soldier standing below, who was full of hostility and looked unrecognizable.

(End of this chapter)