Although Lang Hua was surprised when Yang Jianye came to Jiangdong, he was only surprised for a second before returning to normal.
Due to the butterfly effect after Lang Hua's rebirth, the human race north of the river was obviously stronger than in his previous life.
In the past six months, the northern corpse clan, under the mobilization of the Self-Management Committee, has been overwhelmed by the major families and bases, and has lost the ability to launch a million-level zombie tide.
This is probably one of the reasons why Yang Jianye was able to escape and go south.
It is foreseeable that the decisive battle between humans and corpses in the last two years will begin in the south.
If the human race still cannot completely suppress the zombie race in the decisive battle, the zombie tide will still march northward on the frozen river, sweeping the entire continent with tens of millions of people.
The burden placed on the shoulders of people like Lang Hua is still very heavy.
On the morning of the second day of the snowy night encounter, taking advantage of the clear weather, the helicopter squadron took off first and returned to Jiangdong headquarters.
Yang Zhenghua stayed and waited for the coalition forces to finish cleaning the battlefield and set off together.
According to Yang Zhenghua, they didn't find any sign of the convoy at first last night.
It wasn't until he saw the fire in the sky that he could identify the direction of rescue.
The reason why they were able to win so quickly this time was because a force of 20,000 men joined the battle before dawn.
They are the second-line troops arranged by the Kong family at the Longquan Mountain base.
After receiving the order from Jiangdong headquarters last night, 20,000 people from Longquan Mountain urgently gathered and set off early despite the wind and snow, and eventually formed a counter-siege outside Yingpanao.
Only by coordinating internal and external attacks with the people trapped in the zombie tide can they wipe out all 30,000 black corpses.
One person ordered 20,000 people to come to the rescue, which shows that the headquarters attaches great importance to people like Huaiyu Mountain.
The main reason is of course that there is Kong Fan, the successor of the Kong family, and Lang Hua, a fierce general who single-handedly created the great victory in Beihuang Mountain in the team.
The people at the headquarters are so scheming that they never dare to do business at a loss. In their hearts, as long as they can rescue Kong Fan and Lang Hua, the battle is not a loss.
At 8 a.m., after repairing the last broken down truck, the convoy continued eastward and arrived at the Longquan Mountain base on the second line at 9:15 a.m.
According to the plan, Kong Fan and other three groups will stay and garrison Longquan Mountain.
As temporary support, the Langya City reinforcements only need to march eastward and follow Yang Zhenghua back to the frontline headquarters in Tonglu.
Before leaving, the troops decided to rest in the city for a night.
It was not only necessary for the army to recuperate, but also to avoid the inconvenience caused by marching at night.
Calculating carefully, Lang Hua has never had a good night's sleep since he rushed to Jiangdong more than a month ago.
It was okay when we were marching and fighting, but now as soon as I relax, I feel sore all over my body, and I am so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes.
There was no welcome ceremony when we arrived at the Longquan Mountain base. The original garrison here had already left for the front line.
Only a hundred or ten logistics personnel specializing in supplies and communications were left waiting for the arrival of the convoy.
In the camp, the Langya City Defense Force wasted no time repairing equipment, arranging for the wounded, counting the trophies that could not be taken away, selling them to the base logistics department at a low price, and exchanging them for electronic currency approved by the Self-Government Council for circulation.
A group of people worked hard for a long time and finally made it to dinner. After drinking and eating, everyone yawned and staggered back to their respective rooms.
Lang Hua was no exception, but he felt something was wrong as soon as he walked out of the room.
There is someone in the house. The alertness left behind after thirteen years of struggling in the apocalypse made him sober up immediately.
The hand that was about to push the door retracted.
Who is in the room?
The news of the accidental killing of Sung Wook should not have been leaked yet.
Could the person in the room be an assassin sent by Song Huaiyin?
But this is the official base of the Kong family, and there should be no such bold people.
Besides, he is already a fifth-level expert. If he wants to kill him, can he still find a sixth-level expert now?
Just when Lang Hua was hesitating, the door opened first with a "squeak".
A young and beautiful girl walked out, exuding an elegant and ancient style.
She was wearing a red shirt, a long skirt, and a leather
Her skin is as white as snow, and she holds a servant girl in a bun on top of her head. A strand of black hair ties her tail and hangs on her shoulders, making her look extraordinarily beautiful.
When she saw Lang Hua, she asked, "Since we're here, why don't you come in?"
Lang Hua hurriedly looked away and said, "Well, I thought I went to the wrong room."
"Yes, this is where you live." The girl chuckled, "The city lord has high standards. Come in and take a look."
But before Lang Hua came in, she turned her head again, as if she remembered something.
"Fake City Lord, you... aren't you curious about who I am?"
"You are the only one who would call me that." Lang Hua winked, "Now should I call you Brother Yan'er, or Miss Yan'er?"
Although she disguised herself as a woman, she could not hide it from Lang Hua.
"It turns out you've seen it a long time ago."
The girl was a little depressed when she heard this, but she still corrected Lang Hua in a serious tone:
"It's Yan'er, not Yan'er. Do you remember the colorful 'Yan', the fake city master?"
"Okay, okay, Miss Yan'er. But I wonder what's the matter with Miss Yan'er's late night visit?"
Lang Hua faced the door with one hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"If there is nothing important, please come back, girl."
Kong Yan'er said anxiously: "You think I want to come? I...I am..."
But she blushed and couldn't say anything.
Lang Hua suppressed his laughter, darkened his face and urged: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, or I will kick them out."
"I...I'm here to cash in my bet." Kong Yan'er said reluctantly.
"Oh, that's it. I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."
Lang Hua laughed and said, "But I am a real man, so naturally I have to stick to my word. Miss Yan'er, you are a little girl, so you don't have to abide by the bet. It's okay. Hahaha."
Kong Yaner became unhappy after hearing this.
"Although I am a woman, I am no worse than a man in killing enemies in battle. Why does City Master Lang look down on me?"
Lang Hua immediately bowed deeply and apologized: "I made a mistake. Please don't take offense, Miss Yan'er."
When Lang Hua raised his head again, he saw the person opposite him wringing his hands and pointing to the bed in embarrassment, saying, "Go over there."
"Ah?" Lang Hua was confused for a moment.
"Don't get it wrong." Kong Yan'er pointed to the basin of warm water next to the bed and said, "Here, I will wash your feet as promised."
Although there was indeed a bet between the two. But those words about laying the quilt before were just Lang Hua's intention to tease her.
So not only did Lang Hua not sit over, but he also surrounded the basin of water in front of the bed and marveled:
"Kong Fan is such a great young master. It's really enviable for others to have people waiting for him when he's out."
"What a villain." Kong Yan'er pouted her lips dissatisfied and argued for Kong Fan, "My young master does everything himself. Even in the Kong family, I have not been allowed to serve him tea and water for many years. "
When talking about Kong Fan, the girl was as proud as a little peacock.
Lang Hua seemed to be able to see some sparkle in her eyes.
He had seen this kind of light in the eyes of many people in his previous life.
It is most abundant in the early stages of the apocalypse, and then gradually decreases as the degree of apocalypse deepens.
Until the last few years of the apocalypse, a similar brilliance will no longer appear in the eyes of young people.
What replaced it was numbness, a lifelessness with no future and no hope.
Lang Hua realized that what appeared in Kong Yan'er was the purest and most beautiful emotion among young people.
No matter in the past or in the future, no matter in which era, this is one of the most precious things in the world.
While talking, Kong Yan'er, who was originally as proud as a peacock, suddenly became a little disappointed.
Perhaps she has realized that the relationship between her and Kong Fan is different from before. Kong Yaner can feel a hint of alienation in the adult Kong Fan.
Seeing her like this, Lang Hua sighed and asked, "Does your family leader know that you are here?"
"Why tell him? I made the bet myself and I have to bear it myself."
"Okay, it's true that women are as good as men." Lang Hua praised her, then said, "But Miss Yan'er, you'd better go back."
"Why?" Kong Yan'er asked in confusion, "I came here sincerely, why did City Lord Lang drive me away? Yan'er's words were inappropriate that day, but City Lord Lang still had resentment in his heart?"
She could see that although Lang Hua was young, he was a base lord with both wisdom and courage. If the two families were at odds because of her relationship, she would not want to see it both in public and private matters.
"Resentment is out of the question." Lang Hua spoke arrogantly, opened his mouth to reveal his white teeth, and chuckled, "Because I already knew I wouldn't lose."
These words were so arrogant, and they really made Miss Kong Yaner angry.
But due to the fact that Lang Hua won the bet, she had no choice but to swallow her breath.
The girl who was holding back her dissatisfaction had a very cute red face.
Unexpectedly, the vanguard in red who roamed the battlefield would show such a little daughter's attitude, which made people want to tease and tease her.
But Lang Hua couldn't do this. He could only turn his eyes elsewhere, watching in all directions and listening in all directions, hoping that no one would pass by at this time.
"If you're not angry, then why?"
Kong Yaner kept asking questions, and Lang Hua opened the skylight and spoke frankly.
"Why? Of course it's because Brother Kong and I are friends. I shouldn't let you stay for a long time today due to circumstances and reasons.
Otherwise, if someone spreads something and ruins his good relationship, I will never have the face to see him again. "
Although Lang Hua's voice was not loud, the word "good relationship" exploded in Kong Yan'er's ears like thunder.
At this moment, the blush on Kong Yan'er's face deepened, turning as red as a ripe apple.
She pointed at Lang Hua with a look of disbelief.
"You...you saw it?"
"I'm not a wooden person like Kong Fan, so I can naturally tell."
Lang Hua waved his hand and said: "Let's go quickly before anyone sees it.
I'm used to living alone, and I don't have Master Kong's wealth and fortune.
Even if you only enjoy this kind of treatment for one day, you will feel uncomfortable all over. "
The words were clearly stated, but Kong Yaner still hesitated.
She stuttered and said: "You...you are..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lang Hua.
"Stop!" Lang Hua suddenly shouted, his head full of black lines, "Don't say I'm a good person!"
Like driving away kittens and puppies, he put a stick on Kong Yan'er's lower back and pushed her out of the door.
While pushing, he said: "I'm really not interested in a small body like yours, so get out of here."
After saying that, she closed the door with a bang behind her.
"snort."
Kong Yan rubbed his lower back, which was sore from the stick, snorted, stomped away and walked away quickly.
When it was confirmed that Kong Yan'er had left, Lang Hua opened the door and shouted from a distance:
"You are not allowed to come back again. I will definitely lock the door. If you come back again, I will ask someone to beat you out with a stick. And I will tell everyone you meet that you are coveting my beauty."
"Bah, it's just you? Who cares? Fake city lord, scumbag, I really misjudged you. Bah, bah, bah."
Kong Yaner jumped to her feet and cursed a few times. After she finished cursing, she saw no one was around and hurriedly ran away.
Lang Hua was left hiding behind the door and sighed: "Young man... is really good."
But he may have forgotten that he is only eighteen years old now.
After dealing with a troublesome matter, Young Master Lang Hua was in a good mood and was ready to wash up and rest.
He hummed and muttered: "Hey, don't ask for anything from others. Asking for others is better than asking for yourself."
After singing, I touched the foot-washing water, "Oh, I went there, but I was burned to the ground."
Looking at his burned-red fingers, Lang Hua felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping in his heart.
This damn girl...does she want to burn me to death? !
