Rest a moment! Stand at attention, turn left... Take the top!

"It's really good."

Wang Fo'er had long discovered that the upper limit of the corpse-carrying copper ring he had picked up was only five corpse soldiers. He picked up three generals and was still alive on the edge of the battlefield, expanded his team a little, and reached the upper limit of the copper ring control.

At this time, the battle on the battlefield was even more tragic. There were only red-robed generals on the Jinggong chariot, and the other soldiers under him had already killed all the Xidi army.

After collecting three corpse soldiers, Wang Fo'er began to intentionally evacuate further to the battlefield. He saw too many dead people in the first ten days. This was the first time that he had close contact, the war mode of this world.

"Thousands of enemies, this is the unfair courage of thousands of men!"

The red-robed general was extremely brave, with a spear in his palm swept across all directions. At a critical moment, the flame-sniffing sword on his arms was even more arrogant. No enemy could snatch up and attack.

During the fierce battle, there were countless Xidi army who died under his command. It was the first time in his life that Wang Foer had seen such a large-scale massacre scene. Wang Foer had been begging all kinds of gods in China to let him see fewer fresh corpses, and obviously he did not receive a kind response.

"I'm a big boy, but I'm not afraid of being brave enough. I've also attended several anatomy classes in my previous life, otherwise I wouldn't be able to adapt to this chaotic world."

The red-robed general obviously broke through the siege and was gradually desperate and roared to the sky.

"Yan Chimei! I am standing tall and I want to take my head. You can take it with you. Don't let these miscellaneous soldiers taint my name!"

The roaring sound of the red-robed general was rolling everywhere. Wang Foer was still far away from the battlefield, but his ears were still roaring, and his eyes were blurred. He cursed in his heart: "This idiot, you are about to die, who would come to fight you one-on-one? With this kind of IQ, no wonder he was besieged by others..."

"General Mu has this request, why would Yan Chimei refuse? Let me see you off!"

The Xidi Army general who had been supervising the battle in the rear surprised Wang Fo'er again. However, what surprised him was not the general of the Xidi Army, so stupid that he had the advantage and was still playing a cavalry. Instead, the surprised Yan Chimei's voice was not loud, but it was heard from afar. When he arrived in the woods, it was still as high or low as he was in his ears.

The roar of the red-robed military general General Mu could not suppress him.

"The people here are crazy, everyone is a master..."

Looking back at his five corpse soldiers, Wang Foer suddenly felt that relying on them to protect his life was really fragile.

"I don't know what famous sects there are in this world. I have to hurry up and learn how to save my life! I originally wanted to rely on my painting talent to be a chun Palace painter, so I can have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life. Now, life skills are too unreliable!"

Yan Chimei was originally commanding the army, but Wang Foer did not see any difference. With this move, he stepped forward from dozens of feet away like a ghost. He didn't see any movement. He rolled the sword light under his ribs, and the sword light and human figures merged into one. His whole body was like an extremely sharp cold light, heading straight to the head of the red-robed general's neck.

This step, with a sharp sword, was full of momentum and calm, and it swept away the image of Wang Foer's soft egg who could only rely on his subordinates behind him to cut people.

The red-robed general inserted his spear into the fine copper chariot with his back hand, raised his arms slightly, and a fiery red sword light suddenly surged, like a red rainbow, burning the sky. He was fiercely matched with the sword of the Western Di general Yan Chimei, and the red light burst out in the sky, making Wang Fo'er's eyes blind in an instant.

"So awesome!"

Wang Foer hurriedly closed his eyes and heard countless noisy sounds in his ears. When he recovered his vision, he looked into the battlefield. The fine copper chariot pulled by the eight strange beasts was gone. A huge deep pit around the center of the battlefield just now seemed shocking.

A hundred meters away from the deep pit, the general named Yan Chimei was spraying blood, and more than a dozen subordinates were using all means to heal him. Another deputy general was gathering the army and was obviously about to withdraw.

"It's indeed a tragic victory, why bother to come!"

Wang Foer was afraid that someone would find him, so he didn't even dare to command the five corpses, so he just let them lie down and continue to pretend to be dead. He was about to climb under a big tree to hide.

On a branch, a fiery red copper ruler was obviously extremely hot, and the branches that blocked it were burning and making a hissing sound. Wang Foer had just taken a cat under the tree, and the branches could not bear the copper ruler and fell down, hitting Wang Foer's head.

This copper ruler is only six inches long, but the high heat contained is as if it was taken out of the furnace. Wang Foer suffered a great disaster and had many large blisters on his forehead. Even though he saw the opportunity, he covered his mouth hard, but his whole body was still shaking in pain, and he almost shouted.

The Xidi Army quickly swept the battlefield. Perhaps Yan Chimei was too seriously injured, so his subordinates were eager to return to the camp. Even the corpses on the surrounding battlefield were not cleaned up, nor did they find Wang Foer trembling in the woods.

It was not until Wang Foer could not hear the voice of the Xidi Army that he let go of his hand and screamed loudly.

"Mom, I'm beaten to death by the criminals here. Do you have to burn me to death now before I can send it home... Is there a VIP seat for this return ticket?"

Just as the pain was so painful, the cold air flow in Wang Foer's body suddenly activated again. It circled several meridians in Wang Foer's body and rushed upwards, rushing to his forehead, and then turned around and returned to his lower abdomen.

I felt that I felt a little more painful. Wang Foer seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and tried hard to drive the cold air. I don’t know if he was blessed with his heart or was anxious to jump over the wall. After several failures, Wang Foer finally understood that the cold air could only flow in a few specific lines. Gradually, he became proficient in controlling it.

Every time this cold air surrounds, it grows slightly stronger. Later, it has changed from a trickle to a gurgling stream. Before I knew it, Wang Foer fell asleep while regulating his true energy...
Chapter completed!