Doomsday Rise

Liu Wei'an's action this time, although the result was good, was unwise and too risky no matter from the strategic or tactical level.

At least Bai Ling read him a few times, and Principal Wang also made a special phone call to Liu Wei'an from Tianfeng Province, telling him not to do this in the future. Bai Ling chanted, Liu Weian could go in one ear and out the other, but Liu Weian could only listen to Principal Wang's words. He is old, knowledgeable, and most importantly, he has read a lot, so what he said must be correct.

But Hei Yuesheng didn't know that Liu Weian's action was temporary and sudden, and thought it was a deliberate plan to behead him. The Demon King of Confusion is the absolute leader of the Black Moon Province, and he can also represent the right and left.

Daoren Li's mind and soul were all extinguished, the demon king of the world vomited blood, and the four major guardians were only the Dapeng protector and the Dundi protector, who were not injured because of the delay in their appearance. The five major generals were all injured to varying degrees, and the sixth general was the most seriously injured, and he didn't wake up for several days. As a result, the title of the sixth general was firmly established, and basically he could not be promoted.

Zhang Andao looked fine on the surface, but after returning, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. He was able to block the white lunatic for so long, and it was already remarkable that he did not lose the wind.

The upper echelons of Heiyue Province were wounded and dead, and all the actions against Xiangshui Province stopped at once. Xiangshui Province arranged pockets to wait for people with malicious intentions to drill into them, but they waited in vain.

Liu Wei'an's actions, in a disguised form, saved the people of Heiyue province from a catastrophe.

At night, the Temporary Governor's Mansion is still brightly lit, and people come and go. The staff are busy with endless things every day. Everyone can't wait to cut themselves in half. Many things are related to life and death. They can't be careless or procrastinate, so they can only work overtime.

The core of the Governor's Mansion is Liu Wei'an, so it is always on the move. Where Liu Weian is, the Governor's Mansion is there. During the war, this is the only way to go. Liu Wei'an, who has the highest combat index in the Ping An army, cannot stand in the rear and command remotely.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, it was time for supper, and the barracks immediately became lively.

The strength, physique, and reaction of the evolutionary are all higher than that of ordinary people, and their digestion ability is also stronger. If they cannot maintain sufficient physical strength, they cannot guarantee strong combat effectiveness.

Under conditions, the Ping An army tried its best to guarantee four meals. Breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper. From the perspective of Xiangshui Province and Tianfeng Province, there is still a shortage of food, but because the zombies in Tianfeng Province are almost wiped out, there are fewer battles, and the food consumption has dropped. In addition, there are more channels for obtaining food in Xiangshui Province, and they can barely squeeze out food for supper. Of course, the object of this supply is only the peace army, and ordinary people do not enjoy it.

"Grandma's,

Our 86th regiment was raised by our stepmother. "The battalion commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 86th Regiment was very angry while holding the porridge that could almost reflect the shadow.

"Silence." The deputy commander, Qiao Yeliang, glanced at the second battalion commander with a cold gaze.

Qiao Yeliang is the brains of the 86th Regiment. Apart from his lack of talent in combat, he has almost no shortcomings. His skills are outstanding, and the people below are afraid of him. The Second Battalion Commander took a look at him. Although his face was still unhappy, he didn't dare to speak.

However, the commander of the second battalion did not dare to say it, but some people dared to say that the commander of the sixth battalion was probably the only one among the six battalions who was not afraid of Qiao Yeliang.

"They are all members of the Ping'an Legion. Why should they be divided into first, second and third? I have nothing to say about the direct line of the governor. The Bai family is famous, and I can bear it, but those mercenaries, those slaves who come from nowhere, can stand side by side with us. If they are really side by side, it will be fair and just. It is also white porridge. Their white porridge is sticky. Look at us? I can count these grains of rice. How can the brothers have the strength to go to the battlefield during the day?" the voice of the sixth battalion commander? It was a bit big, and the people from the 85th and 87th regiments on the left and right heard it and looked sideways.

"Being a human being requires gratitude. Compared to death, we are still alive. Compared to those ordinary people outside who only have a bowl of porridge a day, we should be content." Qiao Yeliang lowered his voice, annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't sternly reprimand him. The commander of the Sixth Battalion is extremely talented in combat. The strength of the entire 86th Regiment is second only to the head of the regiment. He is only 21 years old and is already in the golden middle stage. He is the most promising person in the 86th Regiment to enter the golden late stage.

The sixth battalion commander is very important to the 86 regiment, which makes him a little arrogant.

"I'm not ungrateful, but you have to keep your word, and if you say it's fair, it should be fair. Why should we treat it differently? I killed as many zombies as anyone else. They have steamed buns to eat, and we can only eat with them. Why?" The sixth battalion commander said angrily, clenched his fists, and the veins on his neck popped out.

"You are the remnants of Luo Zikou. The governor can accept you without any blame, and give you food and drink, and even pick and choose. Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?" A voice came from the 85th regiment.

"Luo Yunhao, you bastard, who do you think is the remnant?" The commander of the Sixth Battalion was furious.

"Isn't it?" Luo Yunhao, the commander of the third battalion of the 85th regiment, didn't care about the fiery eyes of the commander of the sixth battalion, with a disdainful expression: "Who slandered the governor for Luo Zikou's death? You know this very well. The elite among you were all taken away by the prince, and what was left was discarded garbage. Who can deny this? You are surrounded by zombies in the corner. If we hadn't rescued you, you would all be dead. Letting you enter the Ping'an Legion and gaining a higher status from now on is already the dream of countless people, and you are still complaining here, if I were you, I would have no face to eat supper."

Snapped!

The commander of the Sixth Battalion became angry, he couldn't control the strength in his hand, the white porcelain bowl was scratched, it fell apart, and the porridge was spilled everywhere, he ignored it, stood up suddenly, pointed at Luo Yunhao, and said murderously, "You fart!"

The death of Luo Zikou was a pain for many people, especially the soldiers under Luo Zikou's banner. At the beginning, everyone thought that the murderer was Liu Wei'an, but as time went by, and from the result forward, it was found that Liu Wei'an had no motive. A wise person, no matter what he does, has a purpose, and it is impossible for no reason.

From the perspective of the time, Liu Weian killed Luo Zikou for his power and his soldiers. However, the fact is that Liu Wei'an doesn't like the power under Luo Zikou at all. In the end, all the good soldiers under Luo Zikou's men were taken away by the eldest son, and no one wanted the bad ones. If it is for the territory, it is not valid. The territory controlled by Luo Zikou was not

Not much, and even the territory of control is unstable. All of Liu Wei'an's territory was conquered with one punch and one kick, without any opportunism. On the contrary, Luo Zikou's remaining subordinates were rescued by the Ping'an army when they were besieged by zombies.

The murderer who killed Luo Zikou has not been found yet, but Liu Weian's suspicion can basically be ruled out. Otherwise, it is impossible for these soldiers under Luo Zikou to join the Ping'an army.

It's just that there is a gap after all.

Luo Zikou's soldiers, no matter how poor they were, were from regular regiments, with good roots. After regaining physical strength, training, coordination, and combat effectiveness are all at the top of the regiments, second only to Liu Wei'an's direct descendants and the Bai Family Army. The sense of superiority of status made the 86 regiment look down on other miscellaneous regiments.

The other miscellaneous legions looked down on the 86th regiment because of the death of Luo Zikou, and there may be some factors of inferiority. This made the 86 regiment virtually isolated.

"It's reasonable not to speak loudly, if you want to fight, I'll accompany you!" Luo Yunhao said flatly.

"Just fight. If you lose, don't report to the higher authorities. Otherwise, you will be raised by a bitch." The sixth battalion commander said loudly. Luo Yunhao repeatedly sneered. Before, he had put up with it, but tonight, he didn't want to.

"Our 85th regiment doesn't have any cowards who make small reports. Let's go, let's find a place where no one is around. If you don't come, it's your grandson, or a turtle with a shrinking head." Luo Yunhao stood up, fists clenched, making a crackling sound.

"Let's go, I'm afraid you won't make it!" The sixth battalion commander was about to rush out, Qiao Yeliang quickly stopped him: "Don't go!"

"Let go!" the sixth battalion commander said angrily.

"You will be punished for fighting with weapons in private." Qiao Yeliang lowered his voice, "Can't you see that this is Luo Yunhao's trick? They have battle merit points to deduct, do we have?"

"No matter what, I have to beat him up today." Speaking of the battle merit, the commander of the Sixth Battalion became even more angry.

It's just that there is a gap after all.

Luo Zikou's soldiers, no matter how poor they were, were from regular regiments, with good roots. After regaining physical strength, training, coordination, and combat effectiveness are all at the top of the regiments, second only to Liu Wei'an's direct descendants and the Bai Family Army. The sense of superiority of status made the 86 regiment look down on other miscellaneous regiments.

The other miscellaneous legions looked down on the 86th regiment because of the death of Luo Zikou, and there may be some factors of inferiority. This made the 86 regiment virtually isolated.

"It's reasonable not to speak loudly, if you want to fight, I'll accompany you!" Luo Yunhao said flatly.

"Just fight. If you lose, don't report to the higher authorities. Otherwise, you will be a son of a bitch." The sixth battalion commander said loudly. Luo Yunhao repeatedly sneered. Before, he had put up with it, but tonight, he didn't want to.

"Our 85th regiment doesn't have any cowards who make small reports. Let's go, let's find a place where no one is around. If you don't come, it's your grandson, or a turtle with a shrinking head." Luo Yunhao stood up, fists clenched, making a crackling sound.

"Let's go, I'm afraid you won't make it!" The sixth battalion commander was about to rush out, Qiao Yeliang quickly stopped him: "Don't go!"

"Let go!" the sixth battalion commander said angrily.

"Private fighting with weapons will be punished." Qiao Yeliang lowered his voice,