Surrender and lose half?
Is this what a zombie can say?
It's really interesting.
"what do you want to say?"
Song Ziyu pulled out a sword with the long knife in his hand, and then looked at the old zombie.
The blood-swallowing old zombie said: "Little friend, I really have no ill intentions towards you. I just took action just to see if you have the ability to cooperate."
"Cooperation? Do we have the basis for cooperation?"
Song Ziyu glanced not far away and found that Tang Jian had ordered several howitzers to be aimed at the old zombie... As long as he gave the order, his men planned to send the old zombie to physically ascend directly.
At this time, the old zombie said: "Little friend, the biggest enemy of your troops in the eastern part of Miluo City State is the forces of Dongxu. It just so happens that the forces of Dongxu also have a deep hatred between me and me! As the saying goes, The enemy of our enemy is our friend, and we have the basis for cooperation."
"Oh? There is also this kind of thing. Come down from the city wall and let's chat for a while."
When Song Ziyu heard this, he suddenly discovered a problem, a problem that he had ignored for a long time, that is, zombies are not monolithic.
Hearing this, the old zombie looked around and said: "Little friend, since the two sides have a basis for communication, you might as well ask your men to remove the cannon first. That thing looks a bit leaky."
Song Ziyu smiled when he heard this, and immediately ordered Tang Jian to direct the artillery to move the howitzer away.
The old zombie looked at Song Baibai again, with a look of fear on his face.
"I don't need those cannons to kill you."
Song Baibai said lightly.
For some reason, Song Ziyu was a little surprised, because he found that Song Baibai talked obviously more than usual.
…
After receiving Song Ziyu's promise not to hurt him, the frightened old zombie jumped down from the city wall and walked to Song Ziyu's side.
"What's the name?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.
"Pindao Xuetun, my little friends can call me whatever they want."
The blood-swallowing old zombie looked indifferent.
"Tell me about your situation."
Song Ziyu asked someone to bring a chair, and then listened to the old zombie talking about the mountains while basking in the sun.
From the mouth of this old zombie, Song Ziyu just learned that the entire eastern part of Miluo City-state was under the control of Dongxu.
The person who controls the East Xu behind the scenes is the Phaseless Corpse King, one of the seven corpse kings in the Miluo City State.
As for the old zombie called Xuetun in front of him, he is the mortal enemy of the Phaseless Corpse King.
There have been at least several life-and-death battles between the two sides in the past hundred years, but it is a pity that the old zombies have all been blood-devoured and turned pale... This is also the main reason why this old zombie and his troops are hiding in the mountains on the border of Miluo City-State.
"I heard that you are going to lead the resistance army to liberate mankind, so the first big mountain you have to face is undoubtedly the one hundred thousand armored soldiers under the command of Dongxu and the formless corpse king behind them." The blood-swallowing old zombie said: "It just so happens that , the Phaseless Corpse King is also my mortal enemy, we have the same enemy! Based on the principle that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, I think we have a good basis for cooperation."
Hearing this, Song Ziyu couldn't help but look at the old blood-swallowing zombie a few more times, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, zombies have evolved to this point, what else can humans do?
When Song Ziyu heard the old zombie's proposal of cooperation, he instinctively refused.
As a human being, it is absolutely insulting to have to associate with zombies.
At least that's how it seems to Song Ziyu.
So Song Ziyu refused without thinking: "I'm sorry, your proposal makes me very excited, but I don't intend to cooperate."
"Why?"
The blood-swallowing old zombie felt surprised and couldn't help but ask.
Song Ziyu replied: "Because we are not the same species. The ancients said that people who are not of my race must have different minds. I don't think we have the conditions to cooperate."
The old blood-swallowing zombie snorted when he heard this: "Young man, this is??????????????? What's wrong with you! Although I don't look like a human or a ghost now. Ghost, but there is no doubt that I was once human, and we still have something in common.”
"But you're not human now."
Song Ziyu said.
"I didn't want it to turn out like this."
The old Taoist Xuetun muttered: "I think back then, I was already dead in the ground, but I didn't die, and crawled out of the grave in a daze. What do you think I should do? What can I do? Of course. I’m continuing to live.”
"You mean..." Song Ziyu suddenly captured a message keenly: "Are you from the civilized era of Yuxia Kingdom?"
Song Ziyu asked.
The old Taoist Xuetun replied: "When I was alive, I was the master of Baiyun Temple in Fushan Fengcheng. I inherited the golden elixir fire method. I had already died and pursued the reincarnation of corpses. Unexpectedly, I was lying in the coffin inexplicably. Come to life..."
"Wait a minute, what year were you born and died in?"
Song Ziyu suddenly asked.
"I was born in 1953 and died in 2038, at the age of eighty-six."
Song Ziyu’s heart was in turmoil!
Fushan Fengcheng is a place name unique to the Yuxia Kingdom. It is located on the bank of the Wujiang River east of Nandu. This cannot be faked!
And the years of birth and death of the old zombie are even more bizarre!
It’s the year 2038!
Song Ziyu will never forget this year.
This is the year that changes your destiny.
…
After some thinking, Song Ziyu came to a surprising conclusion.
The old Taoist priest in front of him was indeed buried at the end of his life, but for some unknown reason, he was infected by the virus and then came back to life.
In a sense, the old guy in front of me cannot be regarded as a zombie, he should be a zombie!
An old zombie who has spanned the civilization era to the wasteland era.
no doubt!
This old zombie feels completely different to me.
Song Ziyu looked at the old zombie in front of him and couldn't help shouting in his heart, this is a person of the same era as himself!
"Why should I trust you?" Song Ziyu asked after thinking carefully.
"You have to trust me!"
The blood-swallowing old zombie said very firmly.
"Why?"
Song Ziyu was slightly surprised by the old zombie's tone.
The old zombie said: "This is a judgment based on strength."
"I do not understand what you mean!"
Song Ziyu said.
The old zombie said: "I can make such a judgment based on the number of your troops and your men."
"oh?"
Song Ziyu looked at the old zombie without expressing his opinion.
The blood-swallowing old zombie continued: "I won't mention other places in Miluo City. In the East Ruins alone, there are 100,000 armored soldiers and a number of zombies, supplemented by the Phaseless Corpse King. If you are single-handedly capable, even if you can win , that would definitely be a miserable victory.”
??????????????? Song Ziyu was silent when he heard this.
The old zombie was right. With the current strength of the enemy, even if he could capture the East Ruins, he would definitely suffer heavy casualties...
This is definitely not the result Song Ziyu wants.
"So how can you help me?"
Song Ziyu asked looking at the old zombie.
"As long as I help you, at least one-third of the zombies in the eastern part of Miluo City-State will be at your disposal." Xuetun Old Dao said: "Not only that, I can also accompany you and help you attack Break out the city!"
Hearing this, Song Ziyu was really moved!
This is no simple arithmetic problem!
If you can get the help of one-third of the zombies, it means that the enemy will reduce its strength by one-third. Under the circumstances, the situation will be greatly improved.
In addition, the old zombie in front of me is also a powerful force...
Song Ziyu quickly calculated in his mind the pros and cons that cooperation would bring to him.
"what do you want?"
Song Ziyu asked.
The blood-swallowing old zombie said: "What I want is very simple! That is, when I face the Phaseless Corpse King in the future, you will help me kill it!"
"What hatred or resentment can make you make such a choice?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.
"It's a long story!" The blood-swallowing old zombie didn't want to talk more and was just talking vaguely. But from the look on his face, Song Ziyu knew that this old zombie must have a big beef with the Phaseless Corpse King.
…
In the end, Song Ziyu accepted the suggestion of blood-swallowing the old zombie and entered into a covenant with him.
According to Song Ziyu's request, the zombies should be restrained as much as possible in the area controlled by the old blood-swallowing zombie, and the zombies should not be allowed to harm humans at will.
In addition, several high-level zombies with spiritual intelligence entered Song Ziyu's tent under the assignment of the old Taoist Xuetun, and obeyed Song Ziyu's dispatch.
Suddenly, Song Ziyu's army experienced explosive growth in strength.
