"Your Excellency, I think you and your soldiers need to slow down. ”

When Lu Zhongcheng sheltered more than 500 wounded from the epidemic on the fourth day, Mu Shaoan found him with a serious expression.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Zhongcheng frowned, even if this so-called all-powerful warlock had cured more than 1,800 of them at this moment, he still wouldn't fully believe in this giant man.

Mu Shao'an spread his hands helplessly, "Your Excellency, the epidemic on the newly admitted epidemic wounded today has undergone more bizarre, more violent and more dangerous changes, so the simple treatment is no longer effective for them, we can either leave it and give me enough time to deal with this matter, or we should immediately disperse and isolate them, this epidemic that has mutated is very ferocious." ”

Lu Zhongcheng observed Mu Shao'an very seriously, and only after a long time did he say categorically: "No, we can't stop, the speed at which we advance every day is too slow, and we can't catch up with the pursuit speed of the main force of the Antler Army, and I just got the news from the wounded that the main force of the Antler Army was already 1,300 kilometers away three days ago, so you, as a universal warlock, you'd better come up with a perfect way for me!"

"But the disease in the body of this group of patients is really difficult to control. Mu Shaoan looked embarrassed.

But Lu Zhongcheng seemed to see through his essence, and just sneered: "Go and pray for your war and immortal gods, didn't he say that warriors should die on the battlefield, not from epidemics!"

Speaking of this, Lu Zhongcheng lowered his voice even more and sneered: "Juque people, I am grateful for your actions in treating us, but if you dare to have any conspiracy, I will kill you as soon as possible!"

Mu Shaoan was stunned for a moment, and finally blinked even more helplessly, "That-well, I can only say that I did my best." ”

Lu Zhongcheng no longer paid attention to him, but gave an order to the twenty gray-eared archers not far away, "Take care of Your Excellency Mu Ruyi, if something happens to him, you will come and see him!"

The army was able to move on.

Mu Shaoan could only be very bitter, and prayed for treatment of those new epidemic injuries, of course, this was not a real treatment, he just made the source of the epidemic infection on their bodies really mutate when he prayed, and the effect was about twice as much.

But at the same time, Mu Shao'an suppressed it with a small amount of immortal law, so that these epidemic patients looked a little better, their faces were still pale, and their bodies were still weak, not like they could jump around in a blink of an eye like before.

This scene naturally made those epidemic wounded very dissatisfied, but Mu Shaoan also endured their scolding and even pushing, after all, a giant man was seriously suspected by the Gray Ear soldiers from beginning to end, from morning to night, there were hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him every moment.

But Mu Shaoan didn't get angry, but just explained over and over again that the epidemic had mutated, and it was best to pause, even if it was only for a day or two, and then he would definitely be able to find a way to cure it.

Some of the Grey-eared people didn't believe it, and some of the Gray-eared people believed it, especially those who were sick and wounded, they were all eager to be cured, anyway, it was only a day or two, what could they do if they stayed for a while, so they jointly went to ask Lu Zhongcheng.

It's a pity that the result is doomed, on the one hand, Lu Zhongcheng suspects that Mu Shao'an is secretly making trouble and blackmailing himself, but on the other hand, he is really eager to make immortal achievements, and then the last aspect, their team is probably the last team left in the rear of the Antler Army, if this is pulled out by a black wolf by the Juque people, the consequences are unimaginable.

I have to say that Lu Zhongcheng is definitely an excellent commander, and he sees the current situation very clearly, even if he has not seen the trace of the Juque people in the rear, but according to history, it is really possible that the elite main force of the Juque people will go around the rear at this time.

Once discovered, it must be destroyed in an instant.

The request was rejected, and the Gray-Eared epidemic patients did not make a fuss, and now Lu Zhongcheng's prestige and prestige have simply climbed to the peak, so the injured people who have been suppressed by the epidemic can only silently follow behind and continue to march.

Nothing happened on this day, and then on the fifth day, another five or six hundred epidemic wounded were contained, which were all abandoned and quarantined by the Antler Army, a total of 100,000 people in the Antler Army, and there were even more high-ranking people in the army, and after determining that this epidemic could not be cured for the time being, then the commander was also decisive, on the one hand, he asked for help from the god Changge, and on the other hand, he implemented the strictest isolation system, as long as a case was found, immediately isolate a case.

In addition, there are mages who continue to conduct research, and in the past ten days, some results have actually been studied, so the main force of the Antlers Army has basically ensured the prevention of epidemics in the main army after paying the price of infecting and isolating seven or eight thousand people, but for the time being, the Antlers Army is still frantically chasing and killing the Juque people in front, and has not yet had time to contain the isolated patients behind.

This is why Lu Zhongcheng and they were able to walk all the way, and they picked up the wounded soldiers along the way.

At this moment, when Mu Shao'an pretended to check on those sick and wounded soldiers, he hurriedly found Lu Zhongcheng again.

"Commander, please listen to me, the changes of the epidemic have begun to become uncontrollable, and I alone cannot suppress them, we must stop this time, build a temple of the gods of war and immortality here, and sincerely ask our lord to send down the divine grace and heal them once and for all!"

"Build the temple, Giant, is this your ultimate ruse and conspiracy?"

As expected, Lu Zhongcheng finally laughed happily, he thought he had found Mu Shaoan's motive.

"I'm sorry, Juque, that's impossible, we have to speed up, I don't care what method you use, you have to keep those wounded up to the speed of the march, or, do you still need me to let my men communicate with you intimately?

Mu Shaoan sighed and left lonely, this time, he continued to raise the level of the epidemic disease for those epidemic injuries but temporarily suppressed it, there must be an accurate outbreak time, in addition, things must continue to ferment, of course, it will not take too long, it is estimated that it will be about the same tomorrow.

In this way, on the sixth day, it was also the day when Lu Zhongcheng collected the most wounded soldiers from the epidemic, because he sent an elite team to explore the front, which not only grasped the movement of the main force of the Antlers Army in time, but also basically attracted a large part of the wounded and wounded of the epidemic.

So by the afternoon of the sixth day, Lu Zhongcheng's men had gathered more than 5,000 people, of which there were more than 3,000 latent epidemic injuries and diseases, and then Mu Shaoan went to persuade Lu Zhongcheng again, and in full view of everyone, the result was naturally rejected.

Finally, in the evening of this day, Mu Shaoan prepared for the first test for three full days, and the results were harvested.

A full 3,000 wounded soldiers who had previously been suppressed by the plague broke out again, followed by most of the soldiers who had been cured before also contracted this higher-level disease.

Including Lu Zhongcheng, an S-level master, is no exception.

"Kill him for me! Kill him! Kill that giant man, it's all his conspiracy!"

Lu Zhongcheng shouted angrily, and then ordered a small number of hundreds of soldiers who had not yet been infected with this acute epidemic to quickly kill Mu Shao'an, this guy's intuition was really accurate.

But this time is when Mu Shao'an's wonderful performances in the past three days have come into play, after all, he has been shouting that the epidemic is mutating, but no one believes it, and no one believes most of the Gray Ear soldiers at that time.

But at this moment, when most of them are tormented by this more terrifying acute epidemic, they will naturally put the root of this matter on Lu Zhongcheng, who makes you not believe it?

So there is not even a single Grey-eared soldier who wants to kill Mu Shao'an, just kidding, let the patient kill the doctor, normal people will not do this, right?

And at this time, of course, Mu Shaoan will not cooperate with Lu Zhongcheng to show an evil, vicious and ugly face, he is still busy with compassion, constantly checking the most serious batch of injuries, of course, no one will die, he knows very well what is the difference between bad luck +1 and luck -1.

To put it bluntly, the spell-breaking divine punishment released by the Heavenly God Changge before was at best a hunting bow, but after his concoction, without killing a person, he could form the power of a composite bow, and finally bounce the damage of the Doom Tide to the Juque people in a greater multiple.

Oh, I almost forgot, he's a Juque now, so the Juque is also his allies, you see, this is the will of heaven in the dark.

"Honorable Warlock, please tell me what I can do to help you!"

Finally, when Mu Shaoan was deliberately busy and sweating profusely, a gray-eared soldier who was tortured by the escalating epidemic and seemed to be dying at any time struggled and shouted, all using honorific titles, which shows that the concocted fermentation in the past few days has been very effective.

"The mutation of the epidemic is very rapid, my strength is not enough to suppress it, after all, I am just a sacrifice, but there is no way, I can only ask for the grace of my lord, but if you want the grace of my lord to come, you must first have a temple, and then you need faith, you don't need fanaticism, ordinary believers can do it-"

When Mu Shaoan said this, he glanced at Lu Zhongcheng who was still scolding painfully, this guy is really smart.

It's a pity that the general trend is like water, and he can't oppose it, and hundreds of gray-eared soldiers jumped out immediately, isn't it just to build a temple, isn't it just some pan-believers, small meaning.