Those human slaves who had just escaped from the concentration camp with the help of Luo Zhengdao's power had already obtained a sketchy escape map, and they would not seek their own way to make do with this kind of central city where the goblins had the strongest control of zhì, they were not persuaded to make their own rafts and flee to the downstream areas, or they would directly rush into the deep mountains and hilly areas to find the resistance organization and avoid the search of the goblin wolf cavalry.

Far away from the battlefield and chaos, Hechuan City is immersed in a relaxed atmosphere of peace and tranquility, and there is no sense here that a series of wars are in full swing in places that are not too far away from the geographical distance, which is the characteristic of warfare in the pre-industrial era, the front line and the rear are like two worlds, and when long-range weapons are popularized, there will be no difference between the front line and the rear.

“…… Praise be to the imprisoned God, and may You guide us to consecrate this world to darkness, death, and fear. ”

Luo Zhengdao, who was crossing the ridge of the house, passed by the chimney on the roof of a building, and suddenly heard a prayer full of evil tones, he suddenly shuddered and stopped, and muttered:

"Worm mage? No, it's a monastic, right? ”

The original intention was to cuddle the grass and beat the rabbit, and make some movement in Hechuan City, so he didn't come to the inland in vain, Luo Zhengdao never expected to accidentally bump into the mysterious hermitage in this kind of place. It seems that these half-dead creatures have always been very close to the Second Goblin Empire, and they can operate semi-openly in a big city like Hechuan, and it seems that there is some unclear relationship between the goblins and the guy who is called the Prison God. These thoughts flashed through Luo Zhengdao's mind, and then he cautiously approached the chimney, leaned one ear to the side, and continued to listen attentively to the movement inside the house.

“…… The Witch Society has sent a message that the cunning Will Needham had not been seen on the front lines of Dongning for several days, and there is good reason to suspect that he was involved in planning the human slave rebellion of the previous days. Move. ”

"Those stupid and short-sighted women can only be used, not trusted."

"Yes, I thought so too."

a united organization that pursues ideals from top to bottom; Honest officials who never use public instruments for personal use; a conscientious monarch who loves his people like a son; Autumn is the master of the king; A sage who has the world in mind and never carries private goods; The foregoing descriptions are exceptions to old tales and unreliable legends. On the other hand, in the real world, the oolong organization is constantly divided by internal strife; corrupt bureaucrats who bend the law for bribes and harm the public and private interests; a ruthless and unrighteous black-hearted monarch who breaks his word and fattens himself; national armies that plundered and plundered; Peddler. a vicious sage who sells smuggled goods and coercs public opinion; This is the normal state of life that people can come into contact with! In short, this worse world is hopeless.

For a long time, Luo Zhengdao led the restoration movement of human exiles, and his original intention was not to seize power, or to have some glorious and lofty ideals, his idea could not be more realistic, without enough power to protect himself, sooner or later he would die in the hands of goblins, otherwise he couldn't do it!

Struggling under the weight of the curse of the Aragami all day long, Luo Zhengdao couldn't even find a moment of respite, let alone a selfish desire to fight for power and profit, and he didn't care who would be the unlucky emperor of the Human Empire. If it weren't for the goblin Second Empire's mind and mad dog's mind to hunt him down, if he had this idle effort, Luo Zhengdao might as well study how to resolve the threat of the Aragami curse, and whether the human Empire of Light could be restored or not was a matter of concern to him. The traverser is not brain-dead, nor is he a reincarnation maniac like Murong Fu, who has been passed down from generation to generation without repentance, why should Luo Zhengdao waste his limited life on infinite fault with goblins?

This idea of fighting only for his own life lasted until Luo Zhengdao was in Xiangjiang, and when he saw the tragic experience of the little girl selling flowers, he was deeply touched by the cruelty of fate.

People can't just live for themselves, if a person has the strength to help, he should also lend a helping hand to the weak, this idea has laid the ideological foundation behind Luo Zhengdao's repeated fierce battles with goblins, if people have no ideals, then what is the difference with salted fish?

"Hmph, this kind of dog-eat-dog boring drama can be seen everywhere you go, it's too bloody."

In the blink of an eye, a sneer appeared on the corner of Luo Zhengdao's mouth, the Hermit Cult and the Witch Society are not clear about the goblins, since they want to deliberately create chaos and destruction, this is an opportunity that can be exploited! Thinking of this, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and his thinking immediately turned to the conspirator's line and began to analyze it carefully.

"Well, is it appropriate to arrange a retreat to have a convulsion and bite back? Or is it more interesting to say that the witches will fight with the worm mages, and the goblins will unfortunately lie down and suffer from the guns? ”

At this time, the tiles under Luo Zhengdao's feet, who were slightly distracted, slid slightly to the side, and this insignificant frictional noise caused the eyes of several black-robed people who were planning plots in the room to move their eyes to the skylight position at the same time. Although he didn't directly feel the vigilant gaze of his opponent, Luo Zhengdao, who accidentally made a move, immediately woke up, if he was so dull that he didn't realize that his whereabouts might be revealed, he would have chopped the wolf-like goblin into raw meat slices early in the morning. Immediately, Luo Zhengdao dodged and disappeared into the vast night, no matter what the hermit society planned to do, it was too late to do it now.

"Who's out there?"

"Maybe a spy of a certain force?"

"Tell all members to be on alert and not to be attacked."

As the old saying goes, deep mountains and large mountains give birth to dragons and snakes. It's quite simple for a metropolis like Hechuan to hide an unidentified outsider, especially Luo Zhengdao brings his own dry food to eat and drink, he doesn't need to be active in public at all, and it will be too difficult for the head snake to trace his whereabouts, and the new world doesn't have electronic eyes all over the streets and alleys!

After disguised and disguised, he completed the work of stepping on the point at the arsenal in Hechuan and some other key departments, Luo Zhengdao marked the order of the attack on the simple map, and then he spent more than an hour sorting out a complete set of plans for the sabotage war. The first step, of course, is to seize the goblins' flammable and explosive materials, then blow up or burn all sensitive targets, including shipyards and monastic strongholds, and finally set fire to the city to cover the retreat. This combat plan, which can be finished in one sentence, is full of holes in the eyes of professionals, and it is already very good for Luo Zhengdao.

When a person is well fed and the whole family is not hungry, and there is no need for interlocking and meticulous planning, and there is no need to think about the aftermath, this is the terrible thing about lone wolf terrorists. There are thousands of thieves in the world, there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, the number of people is small, the action is not easy to be detected, the number of people is small, there is no need to worry about internal leaks, not to mention the convenience of maintaining logistics and supplies.

Determined to play a big game, Luo Zhengdao displayed his superb skills at the level of a thief, and dug in the building facing the street adjacent to the arsenal for a whole day, using the efforts of the Tufuzi and the captains who touched the gold ten.

When it was close to dusk, the goblin keeper checked the accounts for today's entry and exit, and solemnly locked the warehouse door, and later, in the quiet corner of the warehouse, a bluestone floor tile slowly moved to the side, and Luo Zhengdao, who was wearing an earthy brown tight-fitting suit, crawled out of this tunnel entrance.

The largest arsenal in Hechuan City undertook the task of supporting the shipyards outside the city, and the goblin warships launched every day had to be equipped with the required ammunition, and it was reasonable that the scale of the reserves was huge, and the warehouse selected by Luo Zhengdao was one of the sixteen large warehouses for storing stone pine powder.

Although the goblins are considered barbaric and backward by other races, they are not fools, and in order to ensure that the entire arsenal is not blown up by a single accident, dangerous goods such as stone pine powder and goblin rockets are kept separately. Even if there is an explosion in a warehouse, the destructive power will only affect part of the warehouse, and the rest of the warehouse will not be affected, and next door to the left and right of this warehouse, the warehouse is stuffed with heavy ordnance such as cannons, and there is no fear of fire.

Waving his hand to dust off the dirt scraped in the tunnel, Luo Zhengdao looked at the spectacular interior of the goblin arsenal, and when he looked at the countless stone pine powder barrels that were neatly stacked like a military array not far away, he couldn't help but burst into tears. I have been fighting with this kind of big dog who is not bad for money for several years, but he was not killed by the other party, or he was stoned to death by a lot of gold coins, it is really the ancestor who accumulated virtue!

Due to the recent human slave riots in the Great River Basin. The number of fugitives is increasing day by day, and although the city is safe and sound, the alert level has been raised compared to peacetime, and it is needless to say that after dark, a curfew is imposed, and the goblin soldiers will shoot and attack unidentified night walkers without warning. Needless to say, in this invisible web of patrols that are intertwined like cobwebs, once you sink into it, you will die. Luo Zhengdao's chance to make a move was limited to success the first time, and when the goblins noticed that someone was deliberately sabotaging, what to do with it would inevitably underestimate the organizational ability of the goblin army.

As a poor stick, Luo Zhengdao's envy, jealousy and hatred for the local tyrant goblins burned to the peak at this moment, if there was an FFF group in the new world, he would definitely set the whole goblin clan on fire with his own hands.

While cursing the goblin in a broken mind, Luo Zhengdao opened the space equipment and stuffed it into the stone pine powder, since the goblin is so extravagant, he doesn't need to save, the fireworks in Hechuan tonight will definitely be particularly brilliant

"Boom-"

In the cold night, which was as calm as water, the earth trembled as if the mountains were shaking, and the expensive furnishings placed in the room fell from the heights, and the commander of the goblin Hechuan garrison sat up from his bed. Without waiting to greet its subordinates, it saw through the silk curtain the dazzling pillar of fire rising into the sky, this was certainly not an earthquake.

"Adjutant! Adjutant! ”

"Your Excellency, Commander!"

The goblin adjutant on duty at night was grabbed by his boss and shook hard, only to hear the goblin commander shouting hoarsely:

"What's going on with the arsenal?"

"Your Excellency, I have sent a communications soldier to investigate, and there will be a result soon, please be patient."

"Boom ......"

Before the words fell, a bright light flashed outside, followed by a loud sound like a mountain and a tsunami, and the commander's eyes straightened when he saw it, and he muttered:

"Is that a shipyard?"

Panting heavily, the commander was all over the place, thinking wildly, and shouted eagerly:

"This is not an accident, it is the enemy's deliberate sabotage, sounding the alarm, mobilizing all our forces to search, and not allowing the saboteurs to escape......"

Before the commander could finish speaking, its mouth opened wider and wider, and the series of fires that flickered rapidly from the window looked particularly familiar. As this question surfaced in its mind, it suddenly felt a bright light shine in front of it, followed by a loud roar.

"Day-day-day-day-day......"

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"