In the end, the evil aura on Zhao Zilong's face gradually faded away. He had no intention of being an enemy of everyone, but he still refused to tell his secret.

Lu Zigan thought for a while and rarely saw him asking others' past, but this time it was indeed a reason, "You should be a little bit like that fat man."

"These things have nothing to do with that fat man, they are some of his friends. Those are things from the past. These old accounts will be written off sooner or later."

Cao Mengde and Yuan Benchu ​​poked their heads under the table.

"Well, I smelled deception and revenge." Cao Mengde said in a mouthful of alcohol.

"It also has the smell of mystery and conspiracy." Yuan Benchu ​​said.

I said, "Zhao Zilong, is there any special reason that makes you reluctant to share your story with everyone?"

Zhao Zilong turned his head and looked at the expression on my face. "Don't mention it anymore. Those things are old corn. I'm still not used to it when I told outsiders."

Next, no matter how we asked, Zhao Zilong refused to say it, so everyone had to give up. This time, the question was over, and then they went back to their own cabins.

After two days and two nights of sailing, the ship finally approached a beach and docked at the pier. The merchants and soldiers formed a special mixed formation, led by Lu Zigan.

After Dong Zhongying pointed out the direction, he left quietly. It is said that he wanted to go to the vicinity of Hulao Pass to investigate the situation first, and the task he led the team was handed over to Lu Zigan.

The team advanced northward and gradually approached Hulao Pass. The further they walked, the more ruins there were on both sides of the road, and there were many homeless refugees on the side of the road, who were gloomy, cold and lifeless. They seemed to have no hope for this war.

Finally one day, we came to the area near Hulao Pass. A merchant driving an off-road vehicle brought a message from afar, saying that he was going to find Lu Zigan, and we took him to Lu Zigan. He told Lu Zigan that the pace must be accelerated, and the war ahead was in a tight position and we needed to go over and reinforcements.

Lu Zigan said: "Tell your boss that I will speed up the marching rate as much as possible. However, real professional soldiers will not spend all their energy on the road, save the space and lose the strength to fight."

"Okay, sir. I will tell him." The messenger returned to the off-road vehicle, turned around and went to find his boss.

Zhao Zilong said: "It's still far from the meeting place, Dong Zhongying won't be happy."

"It has nothing to do with me whether he is happy or not. It is my mission to bring people over, but I can't get it if there are not enough vehicles to transport the supplies! Having said that, are you still not going to tell your secret?"

"Let's forget it."

Lu Zi looked at Zhao Zilong with his eyes fixed on his face: "Okay. You, Liu Xuande, Guan Yunchang, and Zhang Yide, were incorporated into the same team."

"Okay, sir."

The team continued to advance all the way, and wherever they passed along the way were all the Shura Fields that were filled with blood. The Yellow Turban Army's killing of humans was beyond words.

We have been walking for a full two months, and we were left behind thousands of miles behind, and everyone was exhausted. Lu Zigan decided to rest on the edge of the war zone.

Lu Zigan led us into a forest and the troops set up camp. He said a few words to Zhao Zilong, and I saw them all. It felt really strange.

An invisible bond appeared between the two people. Unfortunately, everyone knew very little about them and really couldn't understand them.

Maybe these two people have a common topic because they are both mysterious?

The battalion has been set up and the guard posts have been laid. Everyone has started to take turns to rest. Although this is a war-torn area, neither side of the warring parties immediately emerged.

Guan Yunchang was responsible for the guard guard at night. He had several scouts lurking on our periphery. These were all small robots of the Yellow Turban Army. They were not big and their combat effectiveness was slightly lower. Guan Yunchang immediately notified me. I reported this matter to Lu Zigan.

Lu Zigan asked, "Where are they?"

"There are two under the trees over there, and there are two over the lake. There is one on the trees over there."

Lu Zi nodded.

"You find someone to inform Guan Yunchang to withdraw his post. Then we leave quietly, everyone will leave. Where is Gongsun? Tell Gongsun to find a fake target and give the boy something to do, otherwise he will definitely be the first to escape."

He paused and asked again: "Where did Zhao Zilong go?"

I said, "I guess he's going to deal with those scouts."

"What did you say?! Is this kid an idiot when dealing with so many scouts by one person?" Lu Zigan's face was gloomy, "Gongsun, go and find Zhao Zilong!"

Gongsun said in a muffled voice: "Sir, let's retreat first."

Lu Zi snorted, "Don't tease. If Zhao Zilong is not called back, his personal actions will expose us. Why don't you go quickly!"

"Why let me go?!"

"Because you run the fastest!" Lu Zigan said with a wry smile.

While talking, Zhao Zilong came out. He threw a smoke-filled robot at Lu Zi's feet.

"What the hell have you brought back?"

"Reconnaissance robot, the Yellow Turban Army's bottom patrolman, has no combat power and I can kill four without much effort." Zhao Zilong's tone was very relaxed, as if he was saying that he had just gone out to take a walk.

Lu Zigan looked straight, "Why are the remaining ones used for? Why did you bring it back?"

"Ah? It's useless? Then make it." Zhao Zilong took out a knife and was about to cut off the scout's circuit. Sun Zhongmou hurried over and said, "Don't worry, I'll deal with it. This guy has the parts I need."

After dealing with the thing, everyone quietly evacuated the camp. Next, they saw a dragonfly drone flying to our original location from afar. Unfortunately, it came too late and even our farts could not be smelled.

The troops continued to move forward. Lu Zigan planned to connect with Dong Zhongying as fast as possible.

But it is really easy to talk about when looking for Dong Zhongying. The troops followed his trail into a mountain, but only a pile of abandoned fortifications and a large pile of wreckage of the Yellow Turban Army were found.

Following the road down, we entered a canyon where the wide plains were divided into two pieces by the stream.

"Hell," Zhang Yide asked, "What strange things have happened here?"

Large chunks of charred soil appeared on the plains, with corpses and wreckage everywhere.

"Dong Zhongying may have used weapons of mass destruction, which is caused by the fuel-air warhead. The powerful combustion effect of this warhead can consume all the air around it in one breath, and even burn the surface into clay, let alone robots." Zhao Zilong whispered, "I hope these weapons will not be used on his own people."
Chapter completed!