Chapter 508: World: Things as They Should Be (Part )

Lookout tower.

The dusk is lingering and the cold wind is blowing.

Compared with the noisy and bustling rear, this commanding height used for observation has a completely opposite tranquility at this moment. The contrast between the two, one bright and one dark, one noisy and one quiet, gives people an illusion that they are two clearly divided worlds.

Among them, a tall man wearing a dark green robe and with white hair was standing alone at the edge of the guardrail. On his handsome face, which was firm and indifferent, his brows were slightly locked, and his strange, heterochromatic pupils were filled with deep worry as he quietly stared at the precise survey map of the operation line in his hand.

"Sir, you haven't closed your eyes for the past five days. You should take a rest."

A clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind, followed by footsteps as light and imperceptible as a deer's in the evening breeze, and a warm and faint scent of virginity.

But the desert woman who had just finished dancing for the sandstorm soldiers left behind countless male soldiers who were trying to strike up a conversation with her and ran to find Wang Yao alone. It seemed that no matter what time it was, the woman's first thought would always be the man in front of her.

But on her pretty face, her pair of eyes as clear as a night elf would inevitably reveal a hint of hidden pity whenever she looked at the man in front of her who seemed to always have to shoulder everything alone and silently.

In fact, this is not the first time.

Every time a city was captured, Wang Yao would always take on the responsibility of keeping watch over the entire place alone, just to allow the tired sandstorm soldiers to get enough rest.

How does it feel to be guarded by a supreme hero, or even a powerful person who has no rivals in the desert? There is only one feeling: a sense of security! It is the feeling of being able to sleep soundly in the warm bed at home even if there is a storm outside.

Of course, as his closest personal bodyguard, Ling Jingsi was the one who always cared about him the most; because even though he was a hero and his qualities in all aspects were extraordinary, he was not made of iron or steel after all. If this went on for such a long time, she was worried that his body would not be able to take it.

However, Wang Yao obviously had no intention of responding to the woman's concerns. Instead, he just slightly turned sideways and lowered his eyes to glance down at Ling Jingsi's body.

"Why don't you even wear shoes?"

No wonder her footsteps were so faint just now.

Ling Jingsi also looked down at the pair of feet under her skirt that looked particularly white on the black stone slabs, and couldn't help but smile with a bit of childishness, as if being cared for was something that made her happy.

"The streets in the city are very clean and it's very comfortable to walk barefoot, so I didn't wear any!"

During this long military journey, it seemed that after shedding the lowly identities of soldiers and slaves, and being completely liberated mentally, they did not even want to be bound by shoes. Perhaps this was also a manifestation of the liberation of humanity after being enslaved for 2000 years.

No matter at what time, freedom is always the most precious thing.

"What are you looking at?" After chatting, Ling Jingsi moved closer and noticed the object in Wang Yao's hand as soon as she arrived.

Of course, Ling Jingsi was more curious because she rarely saw a hint of solemnity in the brow of this man who seemed to be always omnipotent.

Is he worried about something?

You know, up to now, they have been fighting in the desert for 18 consecutive months, and their winning rate has reached a terrifying 100%! So she couldn't figure out what there was to worry about.

Wang Yao did not respond directly to this. Instead, he handed over the survey map in his hand and asked a question in return: "I want to know what you think about the overall situation of the desert at the moment." This is almost a subtle habit between Wang Yao and the soldiers. Most of the time, when faced with problems, Wang Yao always deliberately uses rhetorical questions to guide the soldiers to learn to think independently. In a sense, this is also in line with the famous saying 'it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish'.

In fact, Wang Yao himself knew very well that he could not stay in this place forever; one day, this desert would be handed over to these soldiers to rule and manage themselves. Under this premise, he would do everything possible to train these soldiers into leaders who could stand on their own.

As if she had long been accustomed to Wang Yao's way of speaking, she stroked her soft hair and smiled slightly, "Although there are still many enemies in the desert, the trend of unification is foreseeable."

As she spoke, she moved the survey map in her hand closer to Wang Yao. "You see, the desert is divided into two layers, the inner and outer layers. The inner circle has always been harsh, and there are a large number of bloodthirsty demons lurking, making it difficult for humans to survive. But in the habitable area outside, there are currently a total of 107 cities. In our 18-month campaign, including the current Hu Yan City, a total of 73 cities have been incorporated into our Sandstorm Corps. For the remaining 34 cities, we all believe that under your leadership, the Corps will be able to repel all external forces in one fell swoop in the next six months and unify the entire desert! In the near future, you will definitely become the unprecedented emperor of the desert!"

In short, the situation is very good and the future is promising!

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Unlike Ling Jingsi's optimism, Wang Yao was more cautious about the upcoming journey as always: "Remember, at any moment, even if the enemy only has one breath left, you can't relax too early or make a conclusion easily."

This is the experience gained from years of desperate fighting in blood and fire, because heroes have never been a group that can be measured and judged by common sense!

But looking at Wang Yao's indifferent but somewhat serious face, Ling Jingsi smiled helplessly: "My lord, you are good in everything, but sometimes you are too cautious and worry too much."

As she spoke, she looked down at the map again; on the map, the red flags representing the Sandstorm Corps almost covered the entire periphery of the desert, leaving only a few black flags representing external forces in the north, piled up in a corner like a dying loser. Anyone who looked at the map could see that the Sandstorm Corps was in a very good situation at the moment, at least it had already formed a siege on the hostile forces, and when the time was right, it could annex the north in one fell swoop!
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As if he had seen through Ling Jingsi's thoughts, Wang Yao immediately put forward his own opinion: "There are still 34 cities that have not been conquered yet, and they are all concentrated in the north. On the surface, it seems that they have been driven to the edge of the area by us, but from another perspective, can I also think that all the enemies we have defeated so far and their elite troops have all been concentrated in the north?"

After more than a year of training, Ling Jingsi has become a general-level figure who is well versed in military tactics. Upon hearing this, she quickly realized the deep meaning behind it and her pretty face changed slightly: "You mean, those hostile forces may have formed an alliance in the north and are gathering all their elite troops to fight us to the death?!"

Wang Yao nodded without comment: "It's not impossible."

Or rather, Wang Yao believed that this was almost 100% certain!

He knew those heroes too well.

Even trapped beasts will still fight, let alone these stubborn and conceited heroes? The guys who claim to be gods will never allow those soldiers who have always been regarded as ants and grass to be on an equal footing with themselves. Fairness and justice? That is just a ridiculous product of the weak huddling together for warmth, and heroes don't need these things! Compared with these, they need a world with strict distinctions of respect and inferiority, so as to consolidate their lofty status and identity that will never change for thousands of years!

Of course, in reality, when it comes to military strength confrontation, the current Sand Storm Corps is not afraid of any army in the desert. The most troublesome are the enemy's heroes.

Just as Wang Yao was certain, the enemy's alliance was almost inevitable, but in a one-on-one battle, no one could be his opponent. In this case, attacking in groups was their final choice! It wasn't that Wang Yao was afraid of the enemy joining forces. He was more worried that the enemy would delay him and then split up to slaughter his own soldiers!
When he thought of the tragedy that happened on the Wei State Highlands many years ago, the solemn expression on Wang Yao's brows became more profound.

"Ponder quietly." Wang Yao leaned his hands against the guardrail, looked into the distance at the dark night and said, "You will convey the information to Luo Mengdan and the others tomorrow. In all the following battles, if you encounter an enemy surprise attack, try not to be more than 300 meters away from me. At the same time, if you are attacked by enemy heroes and I am unable to do so, you must lead the troops to break through and evacuate immediately. Don't worry about me, and don't fight to the end!"

300 meters; this can be said to be the range where Wang Yao is invincible when he uses full power.

He would never allow the tragedy of that year to happen again; and Wang Yao also believed that times are different now, and as long as the distance is not too far, he is now fully capable of protecting these soldiers!
Even Wang Yao himself may not know that in the past two years of getting along with them, the group of soldiers around him have unknowingly become as important as his original companions and family members.

Behind him, Ling Jingsi was staring at Wang Yao's resolute and upright back in a trance. She completely trusted the man in front of her and felt a sense of pressure, but at the same time, a warm current filled her heart.

No matter what, as long as this man is by her side, she seems to have unlimited courage to face many powerful enemies and dangers.

Undoubtedly, compared to thousands of soldiers, they are lucky. Because they can meet such a special person like Wang Yao in this cruel world, under his selfless guidance, they have been able to survive and stand at today's height, but at the same time, Ling Jingsi occasionally feels that she is unfortunate, because she deeply knows that the man in front of her is probably a noble existence that she can hardly reach in her life. It seems that meeting him is like a malicious trick of fate.
"Master Wang Yao, sometimes I really don't understand. You have given so much, but in the end, what is the point?"

(End of this chapter)