The second wave of aid that Zhu Dipang mentioned only arrived in the evening - because it was originally "successful and wise", and he mentioned it casually.

Li Zhen entered the city later with the Chi Gui convoy.

In ancient times, conquerors entered the city, but now they also "entered the city". There were no city walls in the city of Yuzhou, but Xiao Heng built a - a large-scale construction of a circle of modern city walls outside the main urban area of ​​Sunshine City in Jiangbei. The walls were not placed on the ancient beacon towers and crossbows, but various modern weapons and equipment. Originally, this kind of defense was eliminated in modern warfare - the Maginot line during World War II is a living example.

However, now is different. The sky has been occupied by dangerous isolation zones, and the low-altitude area is the world where armed helicopters dominate. Armed helicopters may be extremely advantageous killers facing ground targets, but there are more ways to shoot them down from low altitude. They cannot be too high, nor are they as fast as fighter jets. Therefore, the current war situation has become a peculiar form - humans can use electricity, but air superiority is no longer the decisive factor that determines the success or failure of a small war.

Yuzhou is mountainous, and a straight and wide continent extends into the distance. When it reaches its end, it has become tall, as if it is hanging in the air. Li Zhen is sitting in the car, beside Zhu Dipang. He heard the descendant of the royal family describe his plan in detail for half an hour, and then remain silent for a while.

Zhu Dipang seemed a little nervous, obviously not wanting that he would be denied by the general as a "staff member" when he offered his advice for the first time.

But after more than ten seconds, Li Zhen smiled slightly: "Okay. Just do that."

Zhu DiPangsong breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you have anything to add?"

Li Zhen shook his head: "Just as you said."

He turned to look at Zhu Dipang, and then gently patted the gun that was crossing his knee: "Everything is fine."

Then he leaned on the seat tiredly and coughed in a low voice.

There are dark mountains outside, with only scattered lights flashing in the darkness, just like ghost fire.

Zhu Dipang blinked under the slightly yellow light in the car, and then hesitated for a moment, asking: "Are you... not feeling very comfortable?"

Li Zhen's face changed, but then he calmed down.

"How could it be?" he smiled. "I haven't tasted sick in a few years."

Zhu Dipang looked at his face again and nodded: "That's good."

The vehicle was moving, and the body vibrated slightly. After more than two minutes, Li Zhen coughed again.

Zhu Dipang looked at him and wanted to speak but stopped. But he still spoke: "General. Actually... we can push this matter back for a week or two. You can take advantage of this time to rest and accumulate your energy-"

"I didn't say it clearly enough?" Li Zhen suddenly got angry. He turned his head and looked at Zhu Dipang, "Or do you think there is something wrong with me?"

It seemed that Li Zhen had this first time since the two met. His eyes were flashing with an unknown anger, his body sat upright like a javelin, his lips tightly pursed, and stared at Zhu Dipang.

The major was startled by his anger, and subconsciously leaned aside, raising his hand: "No, no...I'm just...well, since you said that, I won't ask anymore."

Li Zhen still looked at him for a while before he barely turned his head and sat up straight with an expressionless face.

Sitting straight, not leaning against the back of the chair anymore, looking ahead, refusing to say a word.

Zhu Dipang only occasionally glanced at his face with his eyes and the gun in his palm.

After another twenty minutes, the sky ahead gradually became brighter. A dark black city wall appeared on the horizon in the distance, and behind the city wall was a bustling city - so many tall buildings were standing in the sky, rushing into the sky. The lights were flashing on the high buildings and neon lights flowed, and it looked like the world six years ago.

Even Li Zhen, who had been expressionless, couldn't help but lean forward slightly and looked over with his eyes wide.

It was a very common scene in the past - the nights in Pingyang should be more prosperous.

But this was the first time he saw such a scene in six years - the scene before everything happened. The bustling night, the endless stream of vehicles and crowds, the lights and wine, and the richness. Countless people have praised this scene and despised it, but no matter which kind of person in the past, now I will only feel emotion, wishing to go back to the era of ignorance of everything and restlessness.

Zhu Dipang became a little nervous. He lowered the car window and poked his head forward - the original barricade at the intersection ahead.

But now there are more people in front of the barricade. Not only soldiers, but also more people in casual clothes. The road in the middle was moved away, and those people stood on both sides of the road, looking at the convoy with different expressions.

He glanced at it, then retracted his head and said to Li Zhen, "General, everyone is almost here."

He pointed to those people and introduced Li Zhen one by one, and finally asked again: "Do you want to get off the car and meet them?"

The convoy slowed down and was about to enter the city. The crowd was getting closer and closer, and at the end, they could almost hear their occasional conversation. Li Zhen looked out of the window and shook his head slightly: "No, drive in. You tell them first-I'll give you time. Things are done, I'll see them again."

He turned his head and smiled faintly at Zhu Dipang again: "In order to cultivate the anger in their hearts."

Zhu Dipang frowned and whispered: "Yes."

The convoy raised a slight smoke and drove directly over.

The crowd, who had occasionally whispered, became silent for a moment. No one even tried to cover his mouth and nose to block the smoke that was raised.

It took a long time before someone groaned: "Lao Shi, he is coming in full force."

The person called "Lao Shi" is an old man with gray hair. The name "Lao Shi" seems to be a "character", and it also seems that the person's surname is "Shi".

Lao Shi shook his head slightly, and showed a gentle smile in the darkness: "The king's flag changes on the top of the city - no matter how fierce it is, he is just a person."

This sentence seemed to be very popular, and the crowd's originally angry expression gradually calmed down. Lao Shi waved his hand and said, "Be prepared. It is said that planning is for people, and success is for heaven, but I think it is for people to succeed. Since he has come here, we will let him know... what is a raucous dragon crossing the river."

A few words seemed to rekindle the "morality" of these people. Lao Shi narrowed his eyes again and looked at the convoy that had entered the city and gradually moved away, lowering his eyes.

Xiao Heng's "General's Mansion" was once the seat of the district government in Jiangbei District. However, the surrounding buildings have been demolished now, leaving only a tall and majestic building - like most government office buildings in the empire, with flying eaves and hanging corners, blue-black glazed tiles covering the roof, vermilion-inlaid doors inlaid with golden copper nails, and two stone lions at the door that are not angry and powerful.

It's 9:20 pm now. But the lights are brightly lit in the "General's Mansion".

This place had become Xiao Heng's actual center a year or two, so most of the office staff in the military and political departments were concentrated here, and no one left at this moment. No matter what, a new "master" was about to be ushered in, most people hoped to leave a good impression on this "General Li".

But what I didn't expect was that Li Zhen's first order after he arrived was that all these people would "get off work" and no one of them would be seen.

"Get off work" rather than "laid off" is also good news.

Zhu Dipang followed Li Zhen. When he arrived here, he seemed a little overwhelmed - because even in the past he was not Xiao Heng's confidant, and many things in the mansion were not familiar with. The only role he could play was to point out Xiao Heng's offices for Li Zhen and then explain some unimportant details.

In the end, Li Zhen asked him to stay here tonight and continue talking tomorrow.

Then he went up the third floor alone.

There is a medical room on the third floor, which is nominally a public service unit in this office building, but it is actually Xiao Heng’s “private hospital”.

Zhu Dipang knew the weight of Zhang Jian and Pang Feihong in Li Zhen's heart and sent both of them here.

Originally, Li Zhen was worried that the medical equipment here was simple, but after he really arrived at this so-called "infirmary" he found that it was better to call it "hospital" than called "room".

It covers a considerable area, almost occupying half of the three floors. Now there are still white lights and figures walking back and forth.

Li Zhen gently pushed open the door.

On the left side of the door was a front desk, and behind there was a young girl in uniform sitting upright, looking like a medic. She looked up at Li Zhen, was slightly stunned, and her eyes fell on his hand holding the "pole". Then she stood up and asked absent-mindedly: "What are you doing? This is General Xiao..."

She paused, as if she remembered that the so-called General Xiao was dead, so she was speechless for a moment.

Li Zhen didn't say anything, looked at her and coughed slightly.

The girl sighed and shrugged: "All right, there's nothing more General Xiao. Are you looking for a doctor? The doctor is busy now. Which department are you from?"

Li Zhen smiled: "I am new. I'll come to see a friend - are Zhang Jian and Pang Feihong here?"

The girl showed a little surprised look on her face. She glanced at him and lowered her head and clicked on the computer in front of her a few times: "Zhang Jian, Pang Feihong. Well, they are all here, but..."

She knew both of the two people she had just sent - but the only one who was familiar with Pang Feihong.

The Blue and White Club clerk in Yuzhou was in charge of the "door". Almost everyone in the General's Mansion knew about this. However, Zhang Jian was only a lieutenant officer, and few people knew about him. But these two people were sent to the infirmary together today, as if they had become unsuccessful overnight. Almost all the excellent doctors who were experienced and mobilized from various hospitals gathered in one place to check their condition. The final conclusion was that Zhang Jian's condition was a bit serious, but he was not in danger of his life. Pang Feihong had only a slight concussion.

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Chapter completed!