Chapter 210 Sima (Part )

Canyon battlefield, Wei State.

When Zhen Ji "woke up" and walked out of the spring alone with graceful lotus steps, everything was settled.

Although it was already midnight, there were still many black soldiers on the vast high ground that had just experienced a fierce battle during the day. They were either patrolling around, cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground, or filling in the holes in the damaged floor.

In the midst of this hustle and bustle, Zhen Ji caught a glimpse of a figure from afar, with his hands behind his back, standing alone in front of a bonfire that was flashing with a gorgeous blood-red glow.

That's Cao Cao
Thinking of everything that happened on the high ground today, which she still knew nothing about, Zhen Ji hesitated for a moment, then gently walked behind Cao Cao, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "My king, it's late at night, why don't you go back and rest?"

Although her voice was pleasant, it revealed a hint of inhumanity and coldness.

"Oh, it's Zhen Luo? When did you come back to life?" Cao Cao, who seemed to be lost in thought, came back to his senses, looked back at the cold and elegant Zhen Ji, and then showed a meaningful smile: "Your marriage with Pi'er has been decided, why are you still calling me the king?"

In the Wei Kingdom, Zhen Ji has always been known as the "beauty of ice and snow", but at this moment, after being teased intentionally or unintentionally by Cao Cao, Zhen Ji, who seemed to be out of touch with the world, subconsciously had a girlish blush on her pretty face. Although she said nothing, she was extremely beautiful.

"Ha! You were silent on the topic, your voice was as fragrant as orchids, and your beauty was so graceful that I forgot to eat. It is a blessing for Pi'er in his previous life that he can marry you." Cao Cao smiled generously, but he no longer made things difficult for Zhen Ji.

"It is my honor to dress you." After taking a deep breath and fading the blush on her face, Zhen Ji asked, "I don't know, Master and the others."

Cao Cao said, "They have all left. They are probably out of the Three Kingdoms area by now."

Zhen Ji nodded, then looked at the strange bonfire in the shape of a human in front of her. After a long while, she whispered, "Who is this person?"

"Yes." Cao Cao nodded, and at the end, he sighed heavily.

Zhen Ji turned her head and looked at Cao Cao's sad face. Knowing this hero's generosity and generosity, she couldn't help but feel a little strange: "My king, no, why are you so sad, eunuch?"

"Don't you think it's a pity that a hero has passed away?" Cao Cao glanced at Zhen Ji and just smiled bitterly: "He and I were both one of the few first-generation heroes in this world. Now that he has passed away, I can't help but feel a little lonely."

Strictly speaking, Zhen Ji could only be considered a "younger generation" among the heroes, so when faced with Cao Cao's sigh, she was speechless for a moment, and could only comfort him: "Didn't you say that before? The tortoise may live long, but it still has its end, and the flying snake may ride on the mist, but it will eventually turn into dust. Please don't be too sad."

"Haha, that's true. Maybe I'm getting old, and I keep thinking about the past recently." Cao Cao smiled lightly, but his brows were still furrowed.

Zhen Ji, who was good at observing people's expressions, caught this in an instant: "Are you worried about something?"

Cao Cao pondered for a moment before mumbling to himself, "I just don't understand why the Master and the others only recovered Brother Yu's 'Skill Module' but couldn't find his 'Fire'?"

Zhen Ji's expression suddenly changed when she heard this: "You mean, that master's 'fire' is gone? How is that possible?"

"Yeah, you also find this incredible, right?" Cao Cao raised his head slightly, looking at the confusing starry sky, unable to figure it out.

"Without that 'spark', this war and other recovery plans would be meaningless. Where did it disappear to?"

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the high ground.

Cao Cao and Zhen Ji, who were whispering secrets, were immediately attracted by the sudden commotion.

In this late night when the visibility was not very good, the two of them only took a glance and clearly saw the scene at the entrance of the highland a thousand meters away -

A blue-armored soldier from the enemy force was slowly stepping onto their high ground.

The night is dark and the wind is cold.

After a long journey, 2 Da followed the route through the enemy territory and finally arrived at the high ground of Wei State.

Many times, things develop exactly the opposite of what one wishes, just like Wang Yao's original intention.

In order to dispel Erda's desire for revenge, Wang Yaocai chose to pretend to be numb when he was at his wit's end. His original intention was purely to make Erda give up.

However, it was proved that Wang Yao still underestimated Erda's obsession, and his immature behavior not only failed to make Erda give up revenge, but instead prompted Erda to become even crazier. Perhaps this is what is called good intentions leading to bad results.

Fate loves to play tricks on people.

But the most puzzling thing is Erda’s crazy behavior that is close to suicide; not only was he alone, but he also stepped into the Wei State’s high ground openly!

No one knew what Erda was going to do, and the Wei State's black soldiers were also shocked.

The black soldiers who were originally busy looked at Erda who came alone in disbelief and talked about it.

"Fuck! What's wrong with this guy?"

"A soldier from Shu? And he's alone?!" "Could it be the soldier who confronted Lord Xiahou Dun head-on during the day?!"

"Why is that monster still coming to our high ground?!"

"Idiot, look carefully, these are clearly two people, okay?"

Soon, the black soldiers realized that the blue-armored soldier in front of them was not the scary Shu soldier in their impression, but another stranger!
The strange thing is that even though they knew this soldier was not that other soldier, perhaps out of concern for the unknown, the thousands of black soldiers present did not dare to step forward to surround him for a while.

It's no wonder. After all, who can guarantee that someone who dares to come to their base camp alone in the middle of the night will not be another monster after the soldier named "Wang Yao" during the day?
Thus, by some strange coincidence, a strange scene was created; in the Wei highland square filled with black soldiers, a Shu soldier wearing conspicuous blue armor walked into their midst without hesitation, looking around for something, and no one dared to stop him for a long time!
At this moment, 2da had already lost all thoughts and was like a walking corpse.

The death of his comrades in battle and the numbness of his brothers have wiped out the only emotions he had and made the principles he once believed in shatter without a trace.

But even though he was heartbroken, driven by the emotions hidden deep in his heart, 2da still abandoned rationality and came alone to this place of no return.

It is precisely because of this "obsession" that transcends life and death that he is not afraid to retreat even when facing the black soldiers who are hundreds of times larger than himself!

Thousands of black soldiers? Supreme heroes? These objects that should be feared in the eyes of the world, but in Erda's eyes, they have long become meaningless backgrounds.

"Where is it? Where on earth is it?" 2Da kept looking around, mumbling something that no one could understand.

Hard work pays off. After searching for a while, 2da finally saw what he was looking for at the edge of the vast square.

It was a pile of bloody corpses piled up like a hill!
"Is it there?" 2da's dead eyes finally showed a glimmer of light, just like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for a long time finally saw an oasis.

He stumbled over, and amid the horrified looks of the black soldiers, without caring about the pungent smell of blood and decay and the horrific broken limbs and intestines, he plunged into the pile of corpses. Then, he began to carefully search and identify the corpses in the pile that emitted a foul smell, as if they were his own treasures.

Many black soldiers vomited on the spot.

This cannot be said to be the low quality of Wei's soldiers. After all, no one has ever seen anyone take the initiative to run into a pile of corpses, and even expressionlessly piece together a broken and bloody head into a complete human face. This is simply insane.
Everyone was wondering, is this soldier crazy? Or is he a mentally twisted pervert?
With the rustling sound of things turning over and the gurgling sound of blood and rotting flesh flowing, 2 Da soon finally found the "person" he wanted to see the most.
It was the body of a female magic soldier. Although it was already completely bloodless, one could still tell from her pale face that the girl must have been very pretty when she was alive.

The soldier finally stopped the disgusting behavior of turning over the corpse.

Sitting in a pile of flesh and blood, Erda was seen staring with a pair of empty eyes wide open, as happy as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

"Maomao." 2da muttered, and held the girl gently in his arms with satisfaction.

He felt reassured.

So many days and nights and secret affection just vanished into smoke, and finally turned into two lines of tears that burst out of my eyes.

At this moment, there was no shrill crying, nor sadness, only a soldier sitting alone in the pile of corpses, hugging a girl's body tightly, crying silently!
The night wind blows and the starry sky is silent.

Everyone was looking at the tragic and beautiful bloody scene in front of them in shock. The hellish scene was mixed with an emotion that lasted until death. It shocked everyone's body and mind, causing no one to speak for a long time, until -

The loud and deep voice suddenly broke the silence.

"I risked my life to go to Jingzhou to look for you, but I couldn't move you at all. Who would have thought that you would come here on your own now?"

That was Cao Cao, he stood far away with his hands behind his back, a meaningful smile on his face: "The world is really intriguing."

2Da slowly raised his tear-stained face and looked at Cao Cao who was separated by thousands of black soldiers.

His eyes began to flash with a cold light, which finally turned into viciousness.

Canglang!

At the moment when everyone was caught off guard, 2da suddenly drew the sword from his waist, climbed out of the pile of corpses, and rushed towards Cao Cao desperately.

"Cao Mengde!!" 2da roared angrily, his body covered in blood, like a mad beast.

This development was beyond everyone's expectations!
Although he was just an ordinary soldier and there were hundreds of black soldiers in between, but with his solid martial arts acquired through years of training and deep resentment, before the black soldiers could react, 2da rushed left and right, and knocked down a dozen black soldiers in succession. In the end, he broke through the defense network by himself!

only--

The power inspired by hatred is ultimately no match for absolute strength.

Just when Erda broke through the encirclement of the black soldiers and attacked Cao Cao desperately, Cao Cao's bloody shadow flashed and appeared in front of Erda like a ghost, and gently pressed Erda's head with one hand——

boom!
In the strong wind, 2da's body stopped suddenly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move forward!

(End of this chapter)