"It's a pity. I still didn't have that strength back then."

"And I have made too many stupid decisions in recent years."

Long Anguo sighed softly, with more and more hesitation and regret in his eyes.

He gently took out the adventurer terminal from his waist and placed it on the city wall, staring at the still blank message prompt on it and remaining silent.

The territory is getting bigger and bigger, and he cannot control the decision-making alone.

Back then, they took action against the Adventurer Alliance, deliberately dividing the human situation, and subtly supporting the identity system to accelerate the development of the territory.

Although these decisions were not made by him alone, his tacit participation was indispensable.

Nine years have passed and it’s finally time to taste the bitter fruit.

Long Anguo turned around and looked back. Most of the soldiers standing behind the city wall had fear and anxiety on their faces.

Now they are no longer the king's division in the strongest territory.

If the people's hearts are lost, the morale of the army will also be dispersed.

Even if they are forcibly gathered together, they will never be the same again.

But that's the truth.

Facing their own kind, it is really difficult for human beings to be ruthless enough to pick up the butcher's knife, as they are as desperate as fighting aliens.

The five royal families have learned how to play with people's hearts, and they have thoroughly understood themselves and their enemies.

If there is still a period of buffering, Long Anguo still has some confidence in turning the situation around.

But now, the tide of millions of corpses was ready to attack, leaving him with only the last hour left to think silently.

So he can't retreat, he must move forward!

After gathering his thoughts and putting the adventurer terminal back into his pocket, Long Anguo turned around and walked down the city wall to the temporary headquarters at the rear.

Here, almost all the commanders in the Long Banner territory are gathered, enough to command a battle involving tens of millions of people.

But at this time, the camp inside was vaguely divided into three factions.

One side is the main militant faction, which demands direct launch of missiles to solve the crisis in Houtu City and eliminate threats in other parts of the Long Banner territory at the same time.

One side is a devious faction, which emphasizes that the enemy should not move and I should not move, try not to have a frontal confrontation, and look for ways to solve the problem from the side.

The remaining party is the Peace Party. They apply to negotiate with the five royal families to preserve the vitality of mankind, even if they pay some price.

As Long Anguo opened the door and walked in, the noise inside became slightly quieter.

Everyone cast their eyes on his face, waiting for the final order to be issued.

"So, what's the voting result?" Long Anguo looked at the student in black standing at the front.

"Teacher, there are now 112 people who support launch, 65 people who support detour, and 33 people who support peace talks." The man in black bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Then let's launch." Long Anguo said calmly, with little emotion in his tone.

But when the words fell, there was a sudden silence in the place, and all the quarrels stopped.

"But." The man in black seemed to be hesitant and hesitant, but he opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

"I know your concerns, don't worry, our Long Banner Territory has done too many wrong things in the past, it doesn't hurt to do one more."

"Since they want everyone to watch us take action, then that's what they want."

After saying that, Long Anguo nodded calmly and walked out of the house again.

Everything seems to be just like him coming in to tally the results and then selecting the direction that everyone supports.

But people who are familiar with him know that it is Long Anguo in this state of mind that means he truly falls into anger.

It’s April 29th, Year Nine in the Wasteland Calendar.

Millions of corpses gathered outside Houtu City in the Long Banner territory, forming a siege.

At ten o'clock at night, the Dragon Flag Territory officially launched a war against the zombie tide, launching eighty-two missiles in succession, covering almost all the gathering points of the zombie tide in the Dragon Flag Territory.

On the live broadcast page, 30 million people were also floating in the sky, quietly watching the mountains, deep valleys, and fireworks rising in the Long Banner territory.

There is no doubt that this is the result that everyone has thought of. It is absolutely impossible for the Dragon Banner Territory to just sit back and watch the zombies attack the capital.

But when it happened, the live broadcast room was still in an uproar, announcing that the last bit of credibility in the Long Banner territory was completely gone.

No matter how the alliance formed by the three major territories explains it, the essence of these zombie tides is that they have single-handedly promoted them, and they are the product of their vigorous promotion of evolutionary potions.

They were the territorial citizens who believed in their territory, but now they have ended up like this, and will be destroyed by missiles from their own territory.

No one wants to believe this ending, and no one wants to accept it.

At 10:01 p.m., the first missile approached its destination.

Boom.

There was a loud noise, violent explosions and monstrous fire, and nearly a hundred thousand evolved people were vaporized in an instant.

Although these people did not even utter a scream before they died, they moved towards liberation.

However, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room has changed again and again. Even the floating barrages have disappeared for a while, and only sporadic doubts about Longqi's territory have appeared.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

When the survivors were too lazy to question or criticize, it was obvious that Longqi Territory's actions had completely disappointed everyone.

At this point, the five royal families' goals were finally achieved.

At 10:02 pm, as the fourth missile fell, a series of divine power barriers were opened without warning.

No matter how terrifying the initial speed of the flying missile is, once it touches the divine barrier, it is like a stone falling into the sea. It loses all reactions and can only quickly disintegrate and scatter in the air.

In front of Houtu City, as nearly ten missiles were blocked, the silent zombie tide finally resumed its movements and began to roar forward.

Compared with Tianyuan Territory, Longqi Territory has sufficient strength and resources.

But it is a pity that they lost precious time and geographical advantages and were unable to build a sky moat like a sky wall.

At this time, the divine power barrier enveloped them, and they knew that this temporary and hastily built steel wall could not stop the zombie tide from advancing.

Boom, boom.

Gates opened one after another under the wall, and more and more Dragon Banner soldiers holding wooden swords and wearing rattan armor walked out.
Chapter completed!