About twenty minutes before Pan Long and the others heard the explosion, more than 200 cars from Zion stood in front of the Slavic army.

They had made up their minds and had no fear. They stopped the car horizontally. The entire convoy was stacked layer by layer, like a thick metal wall.

More than 200 cars came across and suddenly became a position. Even though the Slavic army was used to being strong, they did not dare to attack such a position easily, so they could only stop.

After both sides stopped, the "doctor" walked out of the car. Under the protection of several heavy operators, he walked to the front of the position with a loudspeaker, facing the Slavic army that could not be seen at first sight.

"I am the representative of 'Zion', and I can speak well on the other side!" He raised the horn and said bluntly, "Don't come with any cats and dogs, so as not to waste everyone's time."

In just a moment, a majestic voice came from the Slavic army: "There is nothing to talk about between the Roman citizens and the sinners."

"Doctor" laughed: "Rome? Did you occupy the city of Rome or the city of New Rome? Citizens? Why didn't I know that Slavs had a class of 'citizens'? Aren't you the only slave owners and slaves?"

The voices in the Slavic army were immediately filled with anger: "Sinner! Do you want to let yourself die faster by irritating us?"

"No, on the contrary, I came for peace."

"Peace? The only peace in this world is that sinners are judged and punished." The Slavic general who spoke suddenly became proud.

The doctor smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. Everyone can't help each other. It's peace."

The Slavic general laughed: "Your idea is so interesting! What qualifications do the small group of sinners have and the great Rome 'can't do anything to each other'?"

He was not in a hurry, and he was already in Zion at this moment, so he could do his best to kill all the infected people at any time.

In that case, he was happy to take some time to play a verbal battle.

It was a coincidence that the "doctor" thought so.

Zion alone can never stop the Slavic army of more than 100,000 - even if they make a half-way deal, they can't defeat it.

Zion is said to be "one of the two major organizations of Psychics", but in fact, the combat power that can be achieved will not exceed 5,000 people. If it is deducted from less reliable mercenaries and other things, it is worth relying on at critical moments, it will probably be less than 4,000.

There are more than 3,000 people, and it is indeed powerful to be able to pull out such a large-scale army with just a mobile city.

However, the Slavic Empire was a land of millions of miles, with more than one hundred mobile cities and thousands of villages, with a total population of more than one thousand five million, and the army that can be mobilized reached a scale of one million.

No matter how many of the Zion's operators can fight, even if they can fight a hundred, they can't defeat a million troops.

What's more, the Slavic soldiers were famously fierce and good at fighting, and gained advantages in wars with neighboring countries more than once. Except for the emerging Kyushu Union, all countries adjacent to it were bullied by it.

This is the case in the country, let alone Zion!

Therefore, the "doctor" had no extravagant hope to win. His plan was to delay time and let those infected people who have learned the "Xia exercise method" evacuate, and at the same time seize the time to sort out the existing information, copy it into several copies, and circulate it everywhere.

As long as the "Xia Exercise Method" can be spread smoothly, it doesn't matter whether Zion is destroyed.

By that time, would the Slavic Empire really rather suffer heavy losses than insist on destroying Zion?

He felt that it shouldn't be.

Although the Slavic Empire was notoriously cruel and never stings on the lives of the people and soldiers, they could not even care about the noble generals.

To outsiders, the politics of the Slavic Empire was very crazy, and they often cut off several generals' heads in one go. But to the eyes of people like "doctors" who have a deep understanding of history and politics, the politics of the Slavic Empire was actually very simple.

Nobles are always noble, and untouchables are always humble.

Almost all of the Slavic generals who were executed were civilians, and even fewer were from small nobles.

As for the senior generals who came from great nobles, even if they made mistakes, they could turn big things into small things. Even if they committed suicide by committing suicide by themselves, they would be done.

In the Slavic Empire, the difference in origin was the difference between heaven and earth.

He didn't know what the general who led his troops to attack Zion this time was from, but according to his estimate, he was either a civilian or a minor nobleman.

The attack on Zion was politically correct for the Slavic Empire, but it was atrocity for the whole world. After this battle, the general would definitely take the blame.

So he felt that this man would be more willing to delay for a while, and it would be best to delay until he gave him sufficient reasons to prevent him from starting the war.

Soldiers pursue the honor of victory, but soldiers will not take the blame for winning honor.

At least the generals shouldn't be so simple.

Next, the two sides started a debate.

To be honest, the content of their debate is boring and can be said to be nonsense. But both sides seemed to be happy and just chatting like this.

The Slavic soldiers were not in a hurry. They were absolutely sure of victory and did not care about delaying the time.

The long journey that has been connected for many days has made them exhausted. It is nothing wrong with being able to take a short rest.

But at the same time, another group of people were anxious.

Outside the "Third New Roman City", the capital of the Slavic Empire, amid the traffic of traffic waiting to enter the city, the senior executives of "Hezhong", one of the two major organizations of the Psychological Infection, were gathered in a large RV.

"Did everyone remember our plan clearly?" asked the white-haired leader.

"Remember it!"

"Don't worry!"

"See us then!"

Everyone answered one after another, full of confidence.

On the small conference table in front of them, a structural diagram of the city of New Rome was laying there.

This structural diagram is drawn with many large and small circles, and each circle is marked with a name.

That was the plan of attacking the city after entering the city later.

Among these circles, the largest circle is drawn on the palace.

The person responsible for attacking the palace was the leader of "Hezhong".

"Although it's very long-lasting, I'll still emphasize it again." The leader's eyes swept over everyone and said in a deep voice, "Your goal is not to capture any place, but to cause as much damage and panic as possible, and to attract as many policemen and soldiers as possible."

"We have only one real goal in this battle!"

Her fist fell on the map, and because she was clenched too tightly, her fingers and back of her hands turned blue and white.

"Break through the palace, kill the tyrant, and let the 'New Rome' double-headed eagle fall into dust!"

"This is our only goal. For this, we don't care who will sacrifice, nor how many people will be sacrificed." Her eyes passed through familiar faces and looked at each other with excited eyes.

"I'm sorry, today I'll ask you all to die here with me." She said cruel words, but a smile appeared on her face. "A new era is coming, and the dawn of our infected people has appeared. But someone will always clear the last obstacle for this dawn, and use their own hands to lift the sun."

The car vibrated, slowly passed the door of the lax inspection, and drove into the interior of the mobile city.

"So, everyone." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes, the previous weakness and hesitation had disappeared without a trace. "Let's fight this last battle of the infected!"
Chapter completed!