Chapter 310 The First Prisoner of War

On the twentieth day after the war between Shu and Wei began, after days and nights of brutal and bloody fighting, the war finally came to an end with the Wei side being defeated one after another.

From the perspective of Wei, since the four defensive heroes Zhen Ji, Xiahou Dun, Lu Bu and Dian Wei were killed one after another by Shu, the situation in the three lanes of Wei has inevitably fallen into an extremely passive disadvantage. Looking at the current situation in the three lanes, the most obvious situation is in the middle lane.

Because at this time, the black army responsible for guarding the middle road was facing the destruction and crushing of a terrifying and powerful enemy.

Puff——

Click——

Blood was splattering and armor was breaking.

Amid the screams that came one after another, Wang Yao was like the god of death in the underworld, madly harvesting the lives of Wei's black soldiers at a rate of one person per second!
The unexpected and tragic death of Tyrant 520, coupled with the "stubbornness" of the enemy's black soldiers, finally completely broke Wang Yao's originally firm mentality.

Why are you unwilling to surrender?

Life is so precious, why don't people want to cherish it? They are so fragile, and he just wants to save them! Why don't these soldiers have any self-awareness? !
Wang Yao couldn't figure it out, so he was so angry.

Damn it! How foolish! How stubborn!

Confusion and resentment catalyzed sadness, causing Wang Yao to completely fall into an uncontrollable killing spree.

At this moment, he has transformed into a martial arts master in the movies. Every punch of his can easily break human bones, and every kick can sweep away a group of people. With a wave of his hand and a drop of his knife, hot blood flies all over the sky. Life has become meaningless grass in his hands. The so-called moral principles seem so pale and powerless. Only the primitive savagery controls him to raise the butcher knife in his hand again and again, chasing and killing the panicked crowd who have completely lost their fighting spirit!
With the endless killing, Wang Yao became more and more crazy without even realizing it.

He began to selflessly enjoy the wonderful pleasure of being able to take away lives so easily. This feeling was just like being blinded by killing in a game. The only thing on his mind was pursuing the ultimate number of kills. The more he fought, the braver he became, and the more he killed, the more excited he became. It was completely impossible to extricate himself!
until—

A voice that had been completely lost due to extreme fear suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Please, please let me go. I. I. surrender."

Wang Yao suddenly woke up.

When he came to his senses, he saw that everything around him was blood red!
Mutilated corpses were everywhere, with a strong and pungent smell of blood, and blood was flowing everywhere! Arms, feet, heads, and various internal organs were scattered all over the ground like disassembled machine parts, forming a terrifying and cruel oil painting!

Is this what he did.?

Wang Yao lowered his bloodstained, devil-like face and looked at the Wei magician who was sitting in front of him, begging for surrender.

From her eyes which were drooping with tears due to fear, Wang Yao saw a kind of terror and despair as if he was facing a monster!
Bang!

The bloody sword in his hand fell to the ground. Wang Yao, who was bloodthirsty and violent a second ago, suddenly collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.

What is he doing? Is he crazy? How could he be so obsessed with killing people that he can't control himself!
"Calm down?"

The sound of subtle footsteps came slowly from behind.

Wang Yao slowly turned his head and saw Sun Shangxiang looking at him strangely: "I never knew you were such a perverted murderer!"

If the target of the massacre of soldiers was any other hero, Sun Shangxiang, who was already used to it, would not say much, but if the person was Wang Yao, she would be a little surprised.

Because in Sun Shangxiang's impression, Wang Yao is a gentle and elegant angry young man, and his personality is also very approachable. He will never be completely immersed in the bloody pleasure of killing like he just did. Although everything happens for a reason, such a huge contrast still makes Sun Shangxiang a little bit unable to accept it for a while.

Wang Yao was speechless about this!

He was powerless to make any excuses. Of course, after a moment of self-reflection, his heart quickly regained its composure. It wasn't that he had become cold-blooded. First, he was used to war. Second, he had tried to persuade the other side to surrender beforehand, but the other side didn't listen. So even if this happened, Wang Yao wouldn't have any psychological burden.

After all, war is like this. There is no such thing as benevolence, righteousness, or morality. It’s just a fight to the death!

What's more, to be optimistic, this is the first time he has successfully captured a prisoner of war since he insisted on persuading the enemy to surrender. Although the other party succumbed to fear and power, Wang Yao is already very satisfied. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, but as long as you can take a step forward, I believe that things will get smoother and smoother in the future.

He looked forward to being able to persuade double-digit or even quadruple-digit enemy troops to surrender next time!

only--

Looking at the female soldier from the Wei Kingdom who was still too frightened to speak, Wang Yao suddenly had an idea that he had never had before.

Massacre-style deterrence!
For the enemy, verbal persuasion to surrender may not have much effect, but if it is combined with some formalistic deterrence, it may have a miraculous effect.

Just like the Mongol Empire that once swept across the European continent, it is well known that the Mongols were so terrifying partly because they would massacre the entire city every time they captured it.

From a strategic perspective, in old warfare, population was a very important strategic resource. Massacres in cities could weaken the opponent's resistance to the greatest extent within a certain period of time, and dampen or even completely eliminate their combat potential.

From a psychological point of view, the biggest benefit of massacring a city is that it deters the enemy and undermines their will to fight!
Just like now, the soldiers who swore not to surrender and would fight to the death, after witnessing his crazy slaughter, weren't they finally willing to surrender?

Then, could he also try to use this method? For example, carry out large-scale massacres to deter other enemy forces and force them to surrender without a fight. Because only true fear is the best way to subdue humans!

Haha, yes! If sacrificing a small number of people can save the majority, then why not?

Wait, why did I suddenly have such a dangerous thought? !
Wang Yao, startled, slapped his forehead hard, forcing himself to stop thinking. This scene happened to be seen exactly by the girl standing next to him.

"Well, are you alright?" Sun Shangxiang's expression looked even weirder. Looking at Wang Yao, she couldn't help but wonder, could this guy have schizophrenia? Why was he sitting among the corpses, sneering and looking terrified?
Wang Yao certainly felt Sun Shangxiang's strange gaze, but at this moment he could only pretend not to notice it: "I'm a little thirsty, do you have any water with you?"

"Let me see." Sun Shangxiang searched her body, but only found three red lotus bombs and a candy.
"There's only one candy left, do you want one?"

"Thank you, I don't really like sweet things." With a bitter smile, Wang Yao turned around and began to rummage through the pile of corpses, trying to find any water bags left behind by the black soldiers.

Sun Shangxiang didn't say anything else. She just held a candy in her mouth and walked away alone.

While Sun Shangxiang was not paying attention, Wang Yao secretly ran to the other side, turned his back to her and took out his mobile phone. The equipment purchase interface clearly showed that the current accumulated amount was: 5520.

Because of the sufficient equipment, Wang Yao had not carefully counted the gold coins he had earned for a long time. He had accumulated a considerable amount of gold coins without realizing it. As his body could no longer bear more equipment, Wang Yao chose to replace his precious sword Siming with the Blade of Punishment without any hesitation.

This was also something Wang Yao had decided in his mind early on.

As a King who had reached the Glory level, Wang Yao knew too well the restraint relationship between some equipment and certain heroes. For example, the Blade of Justice was a natural enemy to those heroes with powerful blood recovery abilities!

In this battle, Wang Yao's biggest opponent is undoubtedly Cao Cao. As the lord of Wei, Cao Cao's strength is definitely far beyond that of Lu Bu and Xiahou. His ultimate skill [Bloody Hero] can give him a very terrifying recovery ability. In this case, Wang Yao naturally has to choose to use the Blade of Punishment to suppress his bloodsucking ability.

As for why the famous sword was eliminated, there was nothing that could be done about it. The passive skill of the famous sword, [Dark Curtain], was indeed very precious, but Wang Yao's current offensive weapons were only Dawn and the famous sword. The properties and characteristics of Dawn were both indispensable means of long-range attack for him at this stage, and he didn't know how to use two swords. In addition, he still had a resurrection armor as a life-saving talisman, so after weighing the pros and cons, he could only replace the famous sword, Sima Ming.

Having made up his mind, Wang Yao no longer hesitated and immediately pressed the buy button on the screen. Then, as the golden light turned, there was a crisp clang, and a long sword with a golden handle suddenly appeared out of thin air in the open space in front of him, sticking upside down in the ground.

Equipment name: Blade of Justice.

Equipment price: 1800.

Physical Attack: +100.

Physical lifesteal: +10%.

Unique Passive - Severe Injury: Dealing damage reduces the target's health recovery by 50% for 1.5 seconds to 3 seconds (melee).

Wang Yao stood up and stretched out his hand to grasp the cold hilt of the sword. In an instant, a wonderful current of power and heat, accompanied by a buzzing vibration, spread to his entire body and limbs.

The Blade of Judgment is about three feet long, and the blade is made of an unknown black iron. Under the sunlight, it reflects a faint cold light. At first glance, one can feel that it has the sharpness to cut gold and iron. It also feels good and the weight is acceptable. Wang Yao is very satisfied.

Just as Wang Yao was still looking at the new sword, a white and tender hand holding a bulging water bag suddenly appeared in the center of his field of vision.

"Here, for you." Sun Shangxiang said. It turned out that the girl had just left to help him find water.

How could a young lady who has never been involved in womanizing have such a considerate side?
To be honest, Wang Yao was a little flattered and surprised, so much so that he was stunned for a long while before he said blankly, "Thank you."

"It's okay, I just found it on the roadside anyway." Sun Shangxiang replied nonchalantly, but she became interested in Wang Yao's new equipment: "This sword is very beautiful, where did you get it?"

"Ah? Oh, well, I just picked it up on the roadside!" Wang Yao stammered, and after thinking for a while, he handed the famous sword Siming to the girl: "Well, this sword has been with me for a while. Now that I have a new weapon, I'll give this old one to you."

"Give it to me?" Sun Shangxiang blinked her clear eyes in confusion, and then said with a depressed look: "What do you mean? I don't know how to use a sword, can you teach me?"

"I know you can't use it." Wang Yao raised his head and took a big sip of water. After a comfortable sigh of relief, he said seriously: "Before I came to Shu, I saved an old blacksmith. This sword was given to me by him. Of course, these equipment on me are also given to me. They all have many magical effects. You can just wear them as decorations. They can save your life at a critical moment."

"So magical?" Sun Shangxiang took the famous sword with half belief and half doubt. In an instant, she felt a strange force rising up, and her damage increased by a small level in an instant!

"This, this." Sun Shangxiang looked at Wang Yao in astonishment, too surprised to speak.

In her opinion, this was simply unbelievable! And vaguely, she suddenly began to understand why Wang Yao, as a small soldier, was so powerful.

“It’s amazing, isn’t it?” Wang Yao agreed, pretending to be calm. In order to prevent Sun Shangxiang from asking further questions, he immediately changed the subject and said, “In order not to affect your movements, you’d better not hang it around your waist, just carry it on your back.”

"Hmm." Sun Shangxiang looked at Wang Yao strangely, and then did not ask any more questions. Instead, she took out a bandage to bandage the wound and hung the famous sword sideways on her back.

The eldest lady's face already has a bit of heroic spirit. With the famous sword on her back, her overall beauty is enhanced by a unique heroic spirit.

"Hey, what do you think? I still look good with the sword on my back, right?" Sun Shangxiang asked with her hands on her waist, smiling. She seemed very satisfied with her new look.

"Yeah, it looks good." Wang Yao nodded. Having said that, his eyes did not fall on Sun Shangxiang, but bypassed her and fell on the distance behind her.

I don't know when it started, but a cloud of dust began to rise in the distance in the direction of Shu Kingdom, and a blue tide formed by a large number of blue-armored soldiers was slowly approaching them.

Our troops are coming.

However, before the Shu soldiers approached, bursts of exclamations were heard.

"Oh my god! Look, it seems all the black soldiers have been eliminated!"

"The commander-in-chief killed him, right? Look, that guy over there is the commander-in-chief, right?"

"One person can wipe out an entire army?! Is the commander-in-chief so perverted? And why is the young lady from Wu Kingdom also here?"

"These black soldiers are so miserable. There is hardly any intact corpse left. It seems that they were all chopped in half by a sword on the spot."

"vomit"

Seeing the battlefield littered with corpses and blood, and horrific human body parts everywhere, some recruits were so shocked that they couldn't help but squat on the side and vomited heart-wrenchingly.

The bloody and horrifying scene, like a Shura field, was indeed beyond the acceptance of the new recruits who had just entered the battlefield.

"The troops seem to be coming." Sun Shangxiang naturally noticed the movement behind her: "Where should we go next? Bottom lane?"

"Do not."

But the response to the girl was a voice that suddenly turned cold.

"Hand over the prisoners to them, and then rest where you are."

Sun Shangxiang turned around in surprise, only to find that Wang Yao, who had been quite "normal" just now, now had a pair of eyes flashing with a chilling light!
"We have to wait for three more waves of troops here, and then capture Wei's middle high ground in one fell swoop!"

(End of this chapter)