novelsite Chapter 189 Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish; those who refuse to submit will b
Chapter 189 Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish; those who refuse to submit will b
"Oh?"
Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the door.
"They arrived quite quickly."
He straightened his collar, his eyes gleaming with golden light.
"Let's go see what our new neighbors brought as a gift."
North Slope Camp Gate.
The cold wind howled, stirring up the snow on the ground.
A fully armed convoy was parked outside the cordon.
A slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing an old-fashioned military overcoat got out of the modified off-road vehicle at the front.
As soon as he got out of the car, he showed no airs of a superior officer. Instead, he bowed and scraped to the soldiers standing guard at the gate, his face full of harmless smiles.
This man was none other than Liu Deshui, the commander of Su Dongpo's remaining forces in Shushan.
When Liu Deshui saw Lu Sheng and the old general of the sea god come out, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen his long-lost father.
He strode forward and stopped five meters away from Lu Sheng.
"Snapped!"
A perfectly standard attention salute.
"Liu Deshui, former director of the Logistics Department of the Chengdu Military Region and current temporary commander of the remnants of the Shushan Army, greets the old general, the God of the Sea! Greetings, the God of Land Warfare!"
Then, he actually bowed deeply, his posture so humble that he was practically invisible.
This scene stunned the soldiers who were initially on guard.
You know, whether it was the one-eyed dragon or the butcher before, weren't they all arrogant and conceited?
This fat man, who is supposed to be the leader of 30,000 men, is so spineless?
Lu Sheng stood still, his hands behind his back, his dark golden dragon eyes slightly narrowed as he scrutinized the fat man in front of him.
"Commander Liu."
Lu Sheng's voice was calm. "Did you bring so many people here to demonstrate?"
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare even if you gave me ten times the courage!"
Liu Deshui quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile, "Lu Zhanshen is incredibly powerful. I saw his heroic figure yesterday, when he killed the butcher with a single shot, clearly through Dongpo's binoculars. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep all night."
He is a smart man.
In this apocalyptic world, how much is face worth?
The most important thing is to stay alive.
The butcher was a level 8 powerhouse, yet Lu Sheng killed him like a chicken.
How could Liu Deshui, an 8th-level Spirit Source user who relies on his brains, possibly fight against such a monster head-on?
"I, Liu, have come today to surrender!"
Liu Deshui took out a document from his pocket, presented it with both hands, and spoke with utmost sincerity:
"Dongpo currently has 32,000 combat personnel, 120 heavy artillery pieces, 80 armored vehicles, and various supplies."
"We are willing to unconditionally join the Combined Fleet and accept the reorganization by the Marine God and the old general!"
"I only ask that... in the future defensive perimeter, you leave us brothers a place to stay and a meal to eat."
After speaking, he remained motionless, still bent over and handing over the documents.
In the cold wind, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He's gambling.
Gambling on Lu Sheng requires cannon fodder and manpower.
After a moment of deathly silence.
Lu Sheng reached out and took the heavy document.
"Granted."
The two simple words were like a pardon to Liu Deshui; his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Thank you, War God Lu! Thank you, General!"
Lu Sheng looked at him, his tone suddenly turning cold, carrying an undeniable domineering air:
"But you must remember."
"After the merger, there was only the Allied Army on Mount Gongga, not the Shu Mountain Army."
"Disperse and reorganize your troops; deploy your artillery in a unified manner."
"If I find out that you've formed factions or created cliques..."
Lu Sheng pointed to the butcher's serrated bone knife, which was still stuck in the ground not far away.
"Butchers are what they get."
Liu Deshui trembled, then straightened his back and shouted, "Understood! I will obey orders without question! I, Liu Deshui, am your brick; I'll go wherever you need me!"
The incorporation process went surprisingly smoothly.
Without losing a single soldier, the combined fleet's strength surged once again.
With the addition of heavy firepower from the east slope, the entire defense system of the north slope was instantly upgraded to a higher level.
Inside the command center.
To demonstrate his loyalty, Liu Deshui immediately sent over an encrypted electronic map.
This was intelligence he had gathered over his long time in the Gongga Mountains, at the cost of countless lives of his spies.
"The God of War, the old general."
Liu Deshui pointed to the two remaining red areas on the map, looking troubled.
"I can make the decision on Dongpo, but you've already taken over Beipo."
"But these three remaining bones... are tough to chew."
His fingers landed on the west and south slopes.
"West Slope is the 'Ancient Martial Arts Families Alliance'. Those people are all old-fashioned and rigid, emphasizing clan tradition and bloodline, and are extremely xenophobic."
"Although they do not have heavy weapons, their individual combat capabilities are extremely strong. They have several level 7 spirit source cultivators, and it is said that they also have an ancestor who is in seclusion and whose strength is unfathomable."
Liu Deshui paused for a moment, then pointed to the south slope.
"The southern slope is even more bizarre, as it has been occupied by the Qingcheng Taoist Palace."
"Those Taoist priests are all mysterious and eccentric. It is said that they have mastered some kind of ancient formation, and even level 8 sea beasts would be badly injured if they broke in. Their palace master is a female Taoist priest, whose flying sword skills are superb. Within a radius of five miles, she can take people's heads as easily as taking something out of a bag."
"As for the Sanqing Hall at the summit..."
Liu Deshui swallowed hard, a flicker of fear crossing his eyes.
"That's forbidden territory. Anyone who goes up there dies, and their body will never be found."
After listening to Liu Deshui's introduction, the atmosphere in the command room became somewhat heavy.
Ancient martial arts, Taoism.
These are treasures passed down from human civilization, but also the most troublesome troublemakers.
General Poseidon looked at the map, his brows furrowed, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table.
"These three families are all descended from human heritage, unlike those mercenaries and thugs."
"If we resort to force directly, it will likely cause unnecessary casualties, and may even bring pain to our loved ones and joy to our enemies."
The old general looked at Lu Sheng and tentatively asked:
"Young friend Lu, why don't we send someone to make contact first? We're all just trying to survive; perhaps we can sit down and talk, and form an alliance?"
In the old general's view, uniting all forces that can be united is the key to success.
however.
Lu Sheng stared at the two flashing red dots on the map, his eyes gleaming with golden light, without the slightest hesitation.
"talk?"
Lu Sheng chuckled and turned to walk away.
The black trench coat fluttered behind him, the sound as cold as a knife.
"The army of the Abyss Corpse King is imminent."
"I don't have time to drink tea and discuss philosophy with a bunch of old fogies, nor am I interested in breaking any damn formations."
He walked to the door, paused, and turned to look at the crowd.
In those dark golden eyes burned a flame of conquest.
"Only one voice can be heard at Mount Gongga."
"Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish!"