Wang Yao's chest was fluctuating violently. He forced himself to take a deep breath, trying to calm down his chaotic mood, but the air was not fresh, and it was full of a strong and choking smell of blood.

"Yes, if you have the ability, come on me! The unparalleled demon dares not fight head-on with me, a soldier, but threatens a group of soldiers who have no resistance. What kind of hero are you?!" Wang Yao pointed at Lu Bu with red eyes.

The hysterical roar spread all around the dead highland, but it seemed so helpless.

In the face of Wang Yao's questioning and scolding, Lu Bu was not only indifferent, but even wanted to laugh: "I know you can be eloquent, it doesn't matter. I won't have a quarrel with you this time. But..."

After a pause, Lu Bu's expression suddenly became gloomy: "It seems that you still don't understand now?"

Next, what reflected in Wang Yao's fearful eyes was the reflection of Lu Bu raising his hand again. This time, it was a larger-scale massacre!

Except for Mao Mao and Shi Liang, all the remaining soldiers from the Seventh Main Force knelt on the ground and were killed!

As he cried, countless sharp sword blades cut open the necks of the blue-armored soldiers. Wang Yao watched the heads with familiar faces rolling on the ground and piled up into a hill under his nose. He suddenly felt a sense of fear as if he fell into the abyss. A deep sense of powerlessness gradually numbed Wang Yao's limbs.

In the past six months, he has licked blood from the knife, experienced vicissitudes, lived in the Jedi several times, and has silently endured the torture and accusations of humanities and morality on the battlefield where corpses are everywhere. It has been a great deal of difficulties and hardships to come to this day...

As he had more and more equipment on his body, once upon a time, he thought that even if he could not compete with the hero, he could at least be able to protect the people he cherished. However, the scene in front of him interpreted to him how stupid it was to have such a thought as a soldier in this canyon! Especially when he saw Mao Mao's sad eyes holding back tears from afar, all his stubbornness and courage collapsed at this moment.

Dang!

The dark golden endless battle blade was thrown by Wang Yao at his feet, and even the armor-breaking bow was like this.

This action stunned the tens of thousands of Wei black soldiers in the highlands. Everyone looked at Wang Yao in shock, with a complex and subtle expression.

In fact, after the battle with Xiahou Dun, even as an enemy, no black soldier dared to underestimate Wang Yao. It's just...

"Why didn't this soldier escape?"

In the Black Tide Army, a young black soldier murmured in disbelief.

"The opponent is our Lord Lu Bu. If you lose all your weapons, wouldn't that be..."

"Shut up, recruits! Do you know what kind of love is? If you see your comrades-in-arms' life and death, will you escape at the last minute?" An older black soldier shouted with a complicated expression.

"Of course I will share weal and woe with them! But..." The young black soldier swallowed and couldn't help but look at the Shu soldiers in the center of the field. The stubborn figure was permanently imprinted in the heart of the young black soldier.

After a long time, the young black soldier sighed in a low voice: "It's just that it's not worth it. If I'm as strong as him, I should swallow my anger and avenge my comrades when I become stronger in the future..."

The whispers of the black soldiers were not heard by Lu Bu and Wang Yao, but the people around him were silent. Perhaps in the eyes of the black soldiers, such behavior was indeed stupid.

Is this stupid?

Maybe...

Wang Yao, who had already ‘given treatment’, raised his head silently and stared at the blue sky above his head in a daze.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he was watching movies, he often saw such plots in movies. He had a chance to survive, but why did the protagonists in the movie stubbornly choose to surrender when facing the enemy threatening their companions' lives?

Wang Yao didn't understand before, and even often laughed at them for being stupid and stupid!

However, now, Wang Yao finally understood.

Gently exhaled a mouthful of turbid air squeezed into his chest, Wang Yao turned his eyes to Mao Mao and Shi Liang, who were kneeling on the ground in the distance. Looking at Mao Mao's extremely fragile tears, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, gently giving the magic girl a uglier smile.

After so long, they have been together day and night, entrusting life and death, and eating the same pot of rice in the military camp. From ordinary soldiers to centurions and commanders who are in their own duties, their 17th Priest Squad has long been each other's most important friends...

Ono is dead, and he doesn't want to lose the people he cherishes anymore.

Mao Mao and Shi Liang are both ordinary soldiers with only one life. Perhaps in the future, he can kill Lu Bu a hundred times or a thousand times, but so what? As a hero, Lu Bu can be resurrected without limit, but Mao Mao and the others will never be able to survive again.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge? Then what? The enemy will never die, but he will suffer from loneliness forever. That is the cruelest and sad ending.

Haha, just be stupid! As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up, even if he goes to danger for it...

Wang Yao, who had removed the attack equipment, looked at Lu Bu and asked in a hoarse voice: "What should I do to let them go?"

"Ha, that's right!" Seeing Wang Yao giving up struggling and looking at the mercy of others, Lu Bu finally grinned: "It seems that you finally understand that it's not what I want to do, but what you should do. You still have a good understanding!"

At this time, Lu Bu looked proud and eager for this moment for a long time, but now, he is not anxious.

"Do you know, why did I keep these two soldiers?"

Lu Bu pointed to Mao Mao who was kneeling in front of him and said to Shi Liang: "Because someone revealed the information to me that the weight of other soldiers may not be enough to make you surrender, but these two soldiers are your closest comrades. As long as they hold them in their hands, they can order you to do anything! Although I have always disdained the so-called charisma of you soldiers, I am still very curious. How much can you do for them?"

Speaking of this, Lu Bu touched his chin, seemed to think for a moment, and then smiled and said, "By the way, you kneel down first, and then call me dad and listen. As long as I am happy, it is not impossible to let you two comrades go."

Wang Yao's body trembled slightly as if he was electrocuted.

Kneel down... Call me dad?

He has been so ridiculed by some low-quality players in the game like now, and he always smiles it indifferently, but when these words are moved to reality, he can't laugh at all, and even his face turns pale.

Pick, Pick...

Amid the heavy footsteps, Xiahou Dun, who was hit by Wang Yao's knee, had already walked to Lu Bu's side with his swollen and straight nose at some point.

Xiahou Dun saw the scene just now.

"Killing people is just a lie. You won't humiliate a soldier like this, right?" Xiahou Dun said. Of course, even though he said that, there was no emotional fluctuation on his handsome face. He was neither pleaded for Wang Yao nor sympathy for each other, and he couldn't bear it.

The heroes never give mercy on a soldier.

But as an extremely warlike and straight-hearted hero, Xiahou Dun felt that it was completely meaningless to humiliate someone like this.

Lu Bu, who was in high spirits, glanced back at Xiahou Dun and said coldly: "Get out! Do you know how this little soldier dealt with me before?"

Leaving this sentence, Lu Bu turned around and fiddled with his hand wearing armored gloves, while urging in a threatening voice: "What? Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to teach you the rules of the game again?"

Lu Bu's voice was like a sharp blade, and the knife stabbed the heart.

"Is it true, as long as I kneel down, you can let them go?" Wang Yao took a deep breath. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he was still ready.

"That depends on whether I am satisfied." Lu Bu said.

"Okay, I'll kneel..." Wang Yao's lips twitched slightly, forcibly driving his knees as stiff as steel juice, and slowly knelt down: "You are a hero, I hope you will trust your words and will not break your promise in front of so many soldiers!"

Her unyielding knees, holding a glimmer of hope, slowly pointed to the ground.

However, just as Wang Yao was about to kneel down, something unexpected happened to everyone.

"Wang Yao! A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! If you dare to kneel down, I will despise you for the rest of my life!!"

The hoarse roar suddenly rang throughout the Highland Square!

The black soldiers were in an uproar, and Wang Yao's body froze instantly.

"Shi Liang..." Mao Mao looked at Shi Liang who was kneeling next to him and burst out suddenly. The tears that had already stopped came out of his eyes again.

"Sorry, Mao Mao..." Shi Liang glanced at Mao Mao deeply, and there was never a tenderness on his blood-stained face.

Then, he suddenly straightened his backbone and shouted loudly to Wang Yao, who was already stunned in the distance: "Don't show off such a fucking look as a wrecked dog, which makes people disgusting! This is not like you in normal times! Don't forget that you are the commander of our seventh main force, and the brother I, Shi Liang, relied most on in my life, and the soldier I admire most! Even if I die, I will never allow you to kneel down these inhuman monsters!!"

The words were loud and loud, and even more deafening like thunder!

The sudden scene completely stunned all the black soldiers of the Wei Tuan.

At this critical moment, no one would have thought that the captive soldier who should have been slaughtered would suddenly explode and tell the world with great courage; the soldier should not only have glory, but also have dignity!

As an ordinary soldier, perhaps he was unable to show his anger and protest with his actions, so he went to death with pride, which became his only way of expression.

The world became quiet, and on the wall of the high ground, an old man was silent and closed his eyes gently...

Almost at the same time, the extremely sharp halberd blade fell down mercilessly.

At the last moment of his life, Shi Liang stared at Wang Yao in the distance and smiled calmly: "Let's go first. See you in the next life!"

Chih--

The blood sprinkled out, and the head with a sharp smile rolled into dust with the weak falling body, which was shockingly dyed the ground red...
Chapter completed!