Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

"Your Majesty, Speaker..."

"Did you hurt Mr. Lu?!"

As soon as he saw the internal guard, Fyodor immediately asked.

Although he had given a temporary reminder, Fyodor was still worried. After all, the internal guards used to do things like killing people, and they had never done such a job as gently intercepting a person.

The inner guard in the center of the royal court fell silent.

He slowly said: "Your Majesty, Speaker..."

"We couldn't stop him. Mr. Lu is very strong... even stronger than we expected. I have a feeling that if the 'country' hadn't self-destructed, all fifteen of us would be no match for Mr. Lu..."

“Ahhh??!!”

Fedor and Speaker Witte were both shocked. They could never have imagined that the fifteen internal guards would actually think that they were no match for Lu Yuan. The two of them knew better than anyone what the fifteen internal guards meant.

Moreover, today's internal security technology has long been upgraded to the latest version and is more powerful than the old internal security technology.

Theoretically, there should be no individual in this world who has the strength to fight against fifteen internal guards at the same time. Even if there is, there are only a handful of them.

But Lu Yuan...

Fyodor and Speaker Witte fell silent. They suddenly realized that everything seemed to be developing beyond their expectations.

at last.

After a long period of silence and inner struggle, His Majesty Fyodor patted the armrests on both sides of the throne, as if he had made up his mind, and spoke in a very serious tone.

"Since I took office, I've never been truly forceful. The old nobles believe I'm incompetent and not as talented as my father. I know that even many of the pro-royal factions have long considered me a failure as a king. They're pro-royal because the old nobles can't tolerate them..."

Upon hearing this, Speaker Witte quickly stepped back, knelt on one knee, and said, "Your Majesty, don't think so. The late emperor pioneered, and Your Majesty is developing. You are no less than the late emperor! Those old aristocrats are ambitious and their words are nothing but pigs and dogs! In my opinion, Your Majesty is a wise and holy ruler!"

His Majesty Fyodor shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Don't flatter me, Mr. Speaker. I know my own character and whether what those nobles said is true."

After saying this, he took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented determination and decisiveness.

"So this time, I decided to tear apart the perceptions these old nobles had of me!!"

"Gather ten internal guards and rush to the Third Army's territory! Undetected, uncover evidence of treason against the Third Army and protect Mr. Lu. If Mr. Lu's life is in danger, use any means to bring him back!"

Upon hearing this, the inner guard in the center of the royal court immediately knelt on one knee and said firmly, "Yes! Your Majesty!"

Even Speaker Witte was a little dazed at this moment, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Your Majesty, this old minister always stands by your side!"

.........

The land of the northern tundra was devastated and corpses were scattered everywhere.

The flowing blood dyed the snow on the ground red and melted it. The eyes of the corpses were filled with unwillingness and anger.

This anger was not extinguished by sacrifice, but instead became more intense because of sacrifice.

At this time, the Reunion Movement had been forced into a desperate situation. A whole day of escape and resistance had strained the nerves of everyone in the Reunion Movement, causing many of the Reunion Movement's compatriots to go completely crazy in such an environment.

“These guys!!!”

Talulah's whole body was already stained red with blood. He swung his sword angrily, pinched the Origin Stone Technique in his right hand, and stabbed it viciously at the body of an experimental subject on the ground, and used the high-temperature Origin Stone Technique to burn the body into charcoal.

Ever since the Reunion's movements were discovered by this special unit of the Third Army a day ago, the Reunion's biggest nightmare to date has begun.

Endless pursuit, more and more enemies, as numerous as locusts, extremely powerful. Even Mr. Patriot was seriously injured under the enemy's constant siege. If it weren't for this belief, Mr. Patriot would have fallen down because of his injuries long ago.

But he didn't.

However, even so, it still had no effect. The enemies of these special forces were increasing in number. At the beginning, there were only a dozen people who stopped the Reunion Movement, including Patriots, Shield Guardians, Froststar, Talulah, and the Snow Monster Squad. Together with the thousands of Reunion Movement troops, they could barely cope with it.

However, these subsequent enemies continued to receive reinforcements.

The number of reinforcements increased from a dozen at the beginning to twenty or thirty.

Now there are forty of them.

What does forty people mean?

When the number of people swelled to more than twenty, the integration movement was completely useless, and now there are forty people!

The Integration Movement has long been forced into a desperate situation with no escape.

"They are using us as guinea pigs to test this special force..."

Frost Star said this with difficulty while panting.

The coldness around her had already reached its lowest point, and her fair face was now covered with white frost. She looked at the special forces in front of her who were all wearing tight black combat uniforms, her eyes full of fatigue and pain.

In fact, not only Frost Star discovered it, but many people also discovered that when facing twenty people, the Integration Movement was already in a precarious predicament, not to mention the current forty people.

The combined efforts of forty people were called strangulation. It was impossible for the Integration Movement to hold out for so long, but the fact that they persisted for so long could only mean that the other party was showing mercy.

In addition, the means of attack and control of thunder power of all the members of this special force are constantly improving due to continuous fighting. This just shows that the opponent's momentum is to become familiar with their own abilities.

It clearly shows that these abilities are not naturally produced, but are obtained through "scientific experiments" by allowing a large group of people to gather together to acquire certain abilities, similar to the inner guards, and mass-produced super soldiers.

Although their individual strength and disgustingness are far inferior to those of the Inner Guards, when so many people gather together, their deterrent power is no less than that of the Inner Guards, especially since some of them are obviously much stronger than their companions.

“They stopped…”

Tallulah looked at the special forces who suddenly stopped and stood together, her expression becoming more and more embarrassed.

"They want to end this farce..."

Frost Star said weakly.

Thinking of this, she propped up her shaky body and prepared to release an unprecedented "snowstorm" with her life, seeking the last bit of hope for the Integration Movement. Even so, this hope was still pitifully slim, but it was better than nothing.

at this moment.

All the fellow members of the Reunion Movement saw that behind these forty special forces, there were dozens of figures exactly like them walking in an orderly manner from a distance.

Their faces were expressionless, their eyes were cold, without any emotion...

This group of people were simply made from the same mold and in the same research institute.

When all the special forces members gathered together, there were seventy-eight of them standing in a neat row. If you count the four dead on the ground, then this special force had a total of...

Eighty-two people...

What a desperate number.

There are a total of eighty-two such powerful individuals. Not to mention eighty-two people, even forty of them are enough to massacre the city, and these eighty-two people might really be able to fight with the inner guards.

However, everything is not over yet.

Following behind these 82 special forces was a large black mass of troops that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Army Group!!!

Although it is not owned by the group army, there is definitely an army with tens of thousands of people. With so many people, each of them has a firm and sharp look in their eyes, and everyone has an extremely serious expression.

Even if they just stood there, the invisible sense of oppression gathered in the air and became a towering mountain that reached the clouds, severely crushing the last backbone of all the compatriots in the Integration Movement.

At this moment, all the remaining compatriots of the Reunion Movement have fallen into boundless despair. They no longer have any thoughts of resistance. Facing the 78 members of the special forces and the group army...

Only death awaits them.

Many new recruits who had just joined the infected army dropped their weapons to the ground. Their legs became weak and they sat on the ground in despair. Some smiled bitterly, some cried unwillingly, and some were dazed, as if they had seen their family members who were no longer there.

Even though the patriots, Tallulah and the others still held their weapons, they knew that everything was over.

The Reunion... is dead...

No one in this world can save them unless His Majesty sends his Central Army Group, but is it possible?

impossible.

"It's nice to meet you all, everyone. I'm sorry... I ended up bringing you all into this worst possible situation..."

Tallulah sighed deeply and pulled out her sword from the corpse on the ground. She had prepared herself mentally. Even if she died, she would desperately bite off a piece of skin from the enemy!

"Tallulah, I don't blame you... This is the fate we will inevitably face in the future."

The Patriot walked forward slowly, his body already covered in blood, his armor and the large shield in his hand already broken into pieces.

"It's a pity, Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu gave us hope and formed an alliance with us. I also promised that you would make the Reunion Movement stronger and stronger, but...sigh..."

"Although we were defeated, the spark of the Reunion Movement continues!"

At this time, Alina took the initiative to come forward. She was not a fighter and had no fighting ability, but she was well protected and was not seriously injured.

"Besides, Mr. Lu also shares our will! The Reunion Movement will not perish!"

Everyone has remembered that there are still many logistics personnel hidden in the main camp. As long as they are not dead, the integration movement will not be interrupted.

And they never regretted it. In fact, when they chose to bypass the main camp and run deeper, they had already thought of this worst-case scenario.

And their sacrifice will also bring the longest and greatest peace to the Reunion.

"Reunion...Immortal!!"

At this time, Tallulah had already raised the greatsword in her hand, and Alina waved the tattered flag of the Reunion Movement and shouted the final slogan.

"To all our fellow survivors, for the future! For the hope of the infected!! Our sacrifice will not be in vain, it will only become firewood, becoming one of the forces that help the infected gain their freedom!"

at this time.

All the infected compatriots have picked up their weapons again. They looked deeply at their compatriots who had died on the ground, and then their eyes fell on the last flag of the Integration Movement.

And they will die in the most generous way!

At this time, in a temporary battlefield command vehicle far behind the army group, Duke Baikal and a group of generals witnessed everything in front of them through the screen in the command vehicle. Looking at the integration movement that was forced into a desperate situation and the group of infected people who made him hate them so much, Duke Baikal seemed to have let out a long breath of anger and felt extremely comfortable at the moment.

"Congratulations, Chief!"

The general standing by was particularly perceptive and immediately stood up to congratulate him.

"Heh... What's there to congratulate for wiping out a tiny group of infected? Would you be happy just swatting a buzzing mosquito to death?"

Although he said so, the corners of Duke Baikal's mouth could not help but rise.

Obviously.

Not only was he happy about the annihilation of the Reunion Movement, he was also quite satisfied with the actual combat test results of the experimental troops.

To a certain extent, they are indeed inferior to the Internal Guards, which Duke Baikal can almost imagine, but he has many advantages!

He had eighty-two men, and even though four of the most useless ones had died, there were still seventy-eight men left. But what about the inner guards? How many were there now?

Although Duke Baikal does not know the exact number, it is certain that the current number of internal guards is probably less than 40.

Calculated this way, even if he couldn't be said to have an advantage, he could at least be in a balance of power. Moreover, although the bodies of the gods had been used up, he had already ruled out the expedition team in the hope of finding the next one. As long as he could find the next one, then he would be able to sit on the throne of Saint Castle in no time.

As for the other pro-war nobles.

Sorry...I'm not familiar with it.

Duke Baikal stared at the screen and said calmly, "They attacked the mine and saved so many infected people. There can't be only these few people. There must be more people hiding in this snowy field. After killing them, we can find and kill those people as well... Hehe..."

Duke Baikal already revealed a cruel smile and gave the order directly.

"Kill them!"

After receiving the order, the 78 members of this special force have already moved forward. For them, killing this dead and wounded organization is as easy as taking candy from a bag.

Just as they were about to move forward.

suddenly.

There was an indescribable feeling of oppression, as if a giant hammer was falling from the sky.

It seemed that there was no substantial damage, but it bent the spines of all the enemies present, making their hearts pound and they stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Seventy-eight experimental subjects from the special experimental forces and a group of army soldiers raised their heads. As soon as they took a look, they heard bursts of roaring dragons.

A huge water dragon fell from the sky, and on top of the water dragon stood a 'person'.

Boom! !

The water dragon suddenly hit the ground.

In the integration of movement and army, a huge dent was smashed into the open space in the center of the experimental unit by the water dragon, causing the entire ground to tremble. The snow was disturbing, and even though it seemed far away, Duke Baikal, who was sitting in the temporary command vehicle, could still clearly feel that the vehicle seemed to shake.

"somebody is coming?!"

Duke Baikal stared at the slums with his eyes wide open, and asked his men to adjust the angle of the camera drone.

As the snow and dust in the pit dissipated.