The battle that was won by the flag and even ended in a crushing manner, this unprecedented victory made the soldiers of the Seventh Main Force smile as if they were fighting against a siege.

"Did you just see that guys from Wu Jun were beaten by us and fled around like rats crossing the street. I killed three Wu soldiers alone, haha! It's great!"

"All this is thanks to Lord Yao's command. If it weren't for the destruction of the magic soldiers of the Wu army in advance, we melee soldiers would have suffered more casualties!"

"That's right, and Lord Yao actually sent someone to sneak attack the siege artillery carts behind the Wu army. I never thought about this..."

"Just like this to fight to the highlands of Wu State!"

Looking at the soldiers who were talking there and obviously had some high profile, Wang Yao shook his head. He turned around and said four words to Shi Liang next to him: "A arrogant soldier will be defeated."

Shi Liang was also immersed in the joy of victory at this time. When he heard Wang Yao's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then left with a solemn face that he understood.

Soon, the noisy joy in the army disappeared, replaced by a strict atmosphere as always.

Looking at the soldiers who had gradually begun to calm down, Wang Yao said to Mao Mao next to him again: "Mao Mao, take your troops to remove the clothes and armor of those melee soldiers."

"Wu Jun's armor? What are you going to do?" Mao Mao looked at Wang Yao inexplicably.

"Don't ask too much, go quickly." Wang Yao showed a secret smile and signaled Mao Mao to execute the order.

Although Mao Mao looked confused, out of wholehearted trust, he did not ask any more and turned around and left.

Then, Wang Yao leaned his back against the body of the siege cannon truck and said to Zhao Yun who had been guarding by his side: "Old Zhao, give me the marching map, oh, and there is also a wine bag."

Zhao Yun has now almost become Wang Yao's carry-on package.

"Thank you." After taking the map and wine handed over by Zhao Yun, Wang Yao raised his head and took a sip. With the spicy smell of wine, he began to look at the next march route seriously.

"Your attack power is extraordinary, it is far beyond the scope of a soldier." Zhao Yun suddenly spoke meaningfully.

When he was fighting with the Wu army, Wang Yao easily killed seven soldiers of the Wu army with just one arrow. Zhao Yun watched this scene from the side.

"Do you want to know why?" Wang Yao raised his head from the map and glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun didn't say anything. He was always a person with a very hard mouth, but despite this, his pair of blue eyes with glossy glitter had betrayed his heart.

Zhao Yun is indeed very curious.

"If you want to know, you have to tell me first, what kind of organization is the terrible organization you mentioned?" Wang Yao said with a smile with a white teeth.

Zhao Yun was stunned for three seconds, then glared at Wang Yao depressedly.

"Yes, since that's the case, I have no choice. When you are willing to tell me in the future, I will tell you my secret." While talking, Wang Yaofu put his eyes on the map again, regardless of Zhao Yun's eyes beside him, almost bursting out of fire.

This hateful little soldier!!

And in just a moment, Mao Mao came back.

"So fast?" Wang Yao was stunned.

Mao Mao glared at Wang Yao with a strange expression and said nothing.

"Is there any problem?" Wang Yao felt even more strange.

Under Wang Yao's eyes, Mao Mao held it in a while, and his little face suddenly turned slightly red: "Even if they are dead, I am a girl after all. Do you want me to take off their clothes?"

Looking at Mao Mao's embarrassing expression, Wang Yao was stunned for three seconds, and then laughed silently.

He forgot that the melee soldiers were all male, but he actually asked Mao Mao and his group of female magic soldiers to take off the clothes of the melee soldiers. It was really funny to think about it.

However, when did Maomao become such a young woman?

I don’t know if they are too familiar with each other, or because Mao Mao’s personality and behavior are indeed not very similar to that of a girl, Wang Yao has never cared about the gender differences with Mao Mao.

"What are you laughing at! That's it!" Mao Mao stared at the smile on the corner of Wang Yao's mouth with some resentment, as if he had guessed Wang Yao's thoughts.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Seeing Mao Mao's face as if he was "fearing" and was afraid that Wang Yao, who was pressed down and rubbed by Mao Mao, had no choice but to ask Ono to organize the soldiers to remove his clothes and armor.

"What's the use of collecting those armors?" Even Zhao Yun couldn't help asking in the end.

"The mountain man has his own tricks." Wang Yao continued to keep an eye on him.

And at this moment, suddenly, Wang Yao felt a chill rising from his spine for no reason.

There are heroes approaching them!

Wang Yao suddenly turned around, but found that Zhao Yun was also looking at him with a serious look on his face.

"It seems that our guests have arrived." Wang Yao took a deep breath, and then said to Zhao Yun: "Play as planned in advance."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Wang Yao could make other arrangements, a scorching wind began to blow from the front.

Wang Yao immediately followed him as if he was facing a great enemy.

I saw a charming and tall fiery red figure on the horizon in the distance, slowly walking towards them.

It was a young man with handsome facial features. He was dressed in gorgeous crimson clothes, with a long flowing like a woman, and his fiery red phoenix eyes were full of contempt and arrogance, without any concealment.

Wang Yao was very surprised when he looked at the man dressed brightly so bright that he was out of touch with the cruel canyon battlefield.

Iron-blooded Governor Zhou Yu?!

To be honest, Wang Yao never expected that the enemy hero that came would be this loli controller!

If you follow the game settings, the line on the road is usually facing enemy shooter-type heroes.

In Wu, there are only four heroes, Zhou Yu, Xiao Qiao, and Sun Shangxiang, so Wang Yao guessed in advance that the enemy hero he faced this time was probably the young lady wearing stockings.

But what I never expected was that the person who came would be Zhou Yu, a fire-type mage who had a loli-obsession!

"A Yao, that is the supreme commander of the Wu army, Zhou Yu, the iron-blooded governor!" Mao Mao's voice trembled a little.

In fact, from the moment Zhou Yu appeared, Mao Mao's face began to uncontrollably look fearful.

Wang Yao looked at Mao Mao who wanted to hide behind him and frowned slightly.

Although the heroes are the objects of respect and fear among the soldiers, Mao Mao's behavior is really abnormal.

Looking back at Wang Yao, Mao Mao seemed to see the confusion in Wang Yao's eyes, so he explained in a trembling voice: "Strictly speaking, the Iron Blood Governor is the pioneer of our magic soldier. The fireball of our magic soldier is actually the hero's starting move."

Wang Yao then suddenly realized.

In the game, Zhou Yu's appearance holding a fireball is similar to the method of attacking with a fireball. In a sense, it is indeed similar to the magic soldiers.

But I didn't expect that in this other world, Zhou Yu was actually the pioneer of the magic soldier. No wonder Mao Mao was so afraid. This is equivalent to the disciple meeting the founder. Anyone who sees him will lose his fighting spirit and shake.

Just as Wang Yao and Mao Mao were talking in a low voice, Zhou Yu put his hands in his pockets, and without pause, he walked straight into the center of the battlefield and walked towards Wang Yao contemptuously.

Zhou Yu ignored the soldiers of the seventh main force who were eyeing him around.

"stop!"

"Don't let him get close to Lord Yao!"

"superior!"

Some soldiers couldn't sit still. From their eyes, Zhou Yu seemed to want to be unfavorable to Wang Yao. Moreover, he actually watched the enemy hero come to the center of the army as if he had entered the unmanned realm, and the soldiers felt quite insulted.

Suddenly, with the clanging sound of the sword being unsheathed, ten angry soldiers lifted up their swords and siege fiercely.

"I admire this courage to die one after another." The familiar sentence that was disdainful and light came out from Zhou Yu's thin lips.

Facing the soldiers who were swarming in, Zhou Yu just raised his slender five fingers with contempt.

Gu, boom-

The scorching flame suddenly rose out of thin air, and the air was distorted and deformed due to the violent high temperature. Then, the blazing flame suddenly spread violently in all directions with Zhou Yu as the center, and instantly swallowed up all the soldiers who were besieging.

There were no screams, and there were no too many magical special effects, and the battle ended at the beginning.

The dazzling and deadly flame only appeared for a moment, but after the flame disappeared, except for the circle under Zhou Yu's feet, the surrounding land was charred.

The air filled with a nauseating smell of flesh. The armor of the ten soldiers was still blazing with an open flame that had not yet been extinguished, but they all fell silently at Zhou Yu's feet!

"!" Wang Yao couldn't help but curse, and at the same time, he withdrew his arms halfway up.

He had just wanted to stop the ten impulsive soldiers, but before he could speak, the battle was over.

For Wang Yao, the death of any soldier in the seventh main force is undoubtedly a very heartbreaking thing for him!

He sighed helplessly, and Wang Yao then looked at the man in red standing twenty meters away with a faint and angry look.
Chapter completed!