Even if he fights against the Wanli Zhang family, he doesn't want to face Lin Zhensheng.

"This, this, this... what on earth happened?"

"I feel that we shouldn't go against Brother Lin, at least not now."

"Withdraw. We can't defeat Lin Zhensheng. Let's withdraw before we get offended to death."

The members of the second team were stunned in front of the fire, muttering in their mouths.

They were afraid and wanted to retreat, but they stood still and watched the stars in the sky motionless.

In this way, after an hour or two hours, the fire finally showed signs of not burning, and they finally saw the two colors inside.

Black, red.

The former is scorched earth with black smoke, crouched corpses, and a mixture of grease that cannot be distinguished. The latter is burning coals, red and glowing, made of wood and bones.

Life is ruined, literally.

"Not a human being, he is not a human being, he is a devil."

"I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore."

"We are all going to die, I'm serious, we are all going to die."

Everyone in the Trade Alliance is in danger, shaking their heads every time they say a word, and taking a step back every time they say a word.

When one person runs, a second person will run, and then one after another.

I took off my helmet and used my hands and feet together, for fear that I would run slowly.

The captain of the second team's eyes were shaking all the time, and the vein on his forehead was jumping visibly. He couldn't calm down at all, and his whole body was beyond his control.

At first, he was walking backwards, but then he got up again. His eyes were blank, and he stumbled away without even looking at the fire scene.

In less than ten minutes, there was only the burning fire and no one else.

……………………

It’s almost noon at Lin Zhensheng’s base camp.

"Brother, you're back!"

Sheng Dongdong was greeting Lin Zhensheng outside the territory. When he saw Lin Zhensheng returning, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Are you not hurt?"

"I'm fine!"

Lin Zhensheng then asked: "Where did that group of people go in the end?"

"I just received the news that for some unknown reason, they have disbanded."

Lin Zhensheng nodded, licked his lower lip and said: "It won't work if we disband. Find out who they are and where their territory is."

"Yes!"

"Yan Youyu, count the number of losses to the Shadow God and report them to me."

"Yes! Lord Lord."

"Don't let go of anyone who deserves to be counted."

Lin Zhensheng spoke sonorously and forcefully, and every word was filled with murderous intent: "Go and do it."

As soon as these words came out, Sheng Dongdong and Yan Youyu nodded and left, each going about their business.

Lin Zhensheng washed his face and lay on the bed.

He stayed up all night and rode a horse all night, tossing and turning, and now he felt that his frame was about to fall apart.

I don’t even want to eat, now I just want to have a good rest.

However, for some reason my eyes were as wide as a cow's eyes, and I couldn't sleep.

In desperation, open the channel.

"Holy shit, what's going on? Why are there fightings everywhere? Damn it, I don't know why, but there's a fire near my house."

"What else is going on? The Trade Alliance attacked Brother Lin, but he was violently fucked, causing heavy casualties."

"Fart, it was Lin Zhensheng who took the initiative to attack, and the Trade Alliance was forced to fight back. I just saw someone listing Lin Zhensheng's top ten crimes."

"Huh? That's strange to say. Aren't the people in the Trade Alliance very good at dancing before? They also had a rhythm. Why is no one talking now?"

"Why? He's afraid of being beaten. Who is Lin Zhensheng? He's a petty person. Can he just swallow this loss? Just kidding! I guess they are thinking about how to escape and move."

"Be careful what you say, be careful not to be targeted by someone."

"The latest news, the latest news, Brother Lin killed 70,800,000 to 80,000 people from the Trade Alliance this time, and his methods were extremely cruel."

Serious news leaked out, and the channel was suddenly abuzz.

"Damn it, there are 70,000 to 80,000 people! You can't cut them all even if you use a knife to cut them hard, right? How did Brother Lin do it?"

"In my territory, there are less than 300 soldiers, and there are not enough soldiers for Brother Lin to sacrifice his sword."

"A little trivia: these 70,000 to 80,000 people are all military units, not citizens."

"Hiss~ How many lords do you have to kill to gather them all?"

Many people in the channel felt scared. Some were lucky that they had not joined any bullshit trade alliance. Some were lucky that they were far away from the Wanli border and were not included in the trade alliance. Some even felt that Lin Zhensheng was a scourge.

For a time, there was an endless stream of oohoos, criticisms, and disputes.

Lin Zhensheng didn't go up to explain anything. He closed and opened his eyes, and the sun was already setting.

"Ah~"

"I feel so tired after sleeping this time."

Lin Zhensheng didn't feel any relief in his body. His muscles were sore, especially in his lower back. He went to the territorial canteen to grab a bite, and then he came to the door in the middle of winter.

"Brother, most people in the Trade Alliance have found their territories, but they are just a little far away from us."

Lin Zhensheng took the order handed over by Sheng Dongdong and marked it on the virtual sand table. Red dots appeared northwest of Wanli Junction.

"If it is not eliminated for a day, there will never be peace."

"You and Yan Youyu will take care of this matter later with the Shadow God Hero."

Lin Zhensheng put the order back into Sheng Dongdong's hands and continued: "What's the loss to the Shadow God?"

"Brother, it's okay."

Sheng Dongdong looked at the small book in his hand and said, "I asked Yan Youyu, and he told me that we rarely have direct conflicts and the losses are not big."

"Two hundred people died, more than 700 were seriously injured, and less than 4,000 were slightly injured. They have all been assigned to the clinics in each territory for treatment. There is no big problem."

"Okay."

Lin Zhensheng nodded, very satisfied.

He originally thought that in such a large-scale battle, the death toll of Shadow God would be over a thousand, but he did not expect that it would only be two hundred.

Two hundred for tens of thousands is too acceptable.

"Are there enough medicines?"

"There is no problem with the medicine reserve, it is enough for them to use."

"Okay!"

Lin Zhensheng nodded again. After three or five seconds, seeing that Sheng Dongdong hadn't left, he asked hesitantly: "Do you have anything else?"
Chapter completed!