There was a light rain last night, and the whole world was shrouded in a milky white mist in the morning, and the feeling of being moist and clear made every breath a pleasure.

However, Lu Zhongcheng did not feel a trace of relaxation because of this, and one of his hearts was burned with coals, and it was poisonous coals.

He is one of the commanders of the Grey-Eared Antlers Army, which is one of the ten divine armies in the battle of Tianqiong Island thrown by the Grey-Eared People, and the so-called Divine Army is the army directly under the Celestial Gods, and is only loyal to the Celestial Gods.

And each god army represents an independent family, such as the Antler Army represents the Deer family, the Tiger Roar Army represents the Tiger family, the Niu Ear Army represents the Niu family, and so on.

The total strength of each divine army is 100,000 people, divided into 100 capitals, each with 1,000 men.

Lu Zhongcheng, the commander of the capital, is really insignificant on the entire battlefield, so he is looking forward to making meritorious contributions to kill the enemy, only cutting off the enemy's head on the battlefield is the most correct way to open, he very much hopes that his status can be further improved, such as being promoted to battalion commander or military commander or something.

It's a pity that now a sudden epidemic has made all Lu Zhongcheng's ambitions fall into the sand.

Two days ago, a small range of diarrhea and plague symptoms began to appear in all the soldiers under his command, which was inconceivable and even insignificant, as an elite soldier with A-level strength, there was no need to worry about ordinary minor illnesses and disasters.

However, Lu Zhongcheng was still very cautious to mobilize the healing mage to go to the treatment, but the answer given by the healing mage was that they were helpless, because this was not black magic, nor was it any other negative buff, it was just the simplest disease, but for some reason, this disease would not be completely treated by healing spells or any kind of medicine.

As a result, in just one day, as many as eighty percent of a thousand people were infected, and in desperation, Lu Zhongcheng urgently sent people to the headquarters of the Antlers Army for help, while camping on the spot and building a separation wall, warning other friendly troops not to approach to avoid infection.

In this way, two days have passed, and the infected people have reached 100%, even he, an S-level master, is no exception, but the symptoms are slightly mild, and as for the very serious ones among the soldiers, they are already unconscious, and their lives are in danger.

But there was still no reply from the headquarters of the Antlers, and their 1,000 men seemed to have been completely forgotten.

There were several times when Lu Zhongcheng wanted to go and inquire in person, but he didn't believe it, there was an extraordinary mage in the Antler Army, could it be that even that mage couldn't cure such a disease?

But in the end, Lu Zhongcheng's duty as a soldier stopped him, and if this was really a terrible, incurable epidemic, then let them be left alone to fend for themselves here.

Therefore, Lu Zhongcheng personally led people to place more huge warning signs in conspicuous areas around this area to inform friendly troops that they should not trespass.

Then, he began to wait for death.

Then, in this foggy early morning, the sad Lu Zhongcheng finally saw something that made him very happy, a giant man, suddenly appeared in the fog, and walked straight up.

Hahaha, it's good to come, it's better for this epidemic to spread to the heads of all the giant people, Lu Zhongcheng thought desperately, he and some soldiers behind him who could still move around just watched quietly, and they didn't plan to attack, since they were doomed to death, so why bother, just calm down and enjoy the dance of death.

The giant man walked very steadily, and it was also unexpectedly quiet, and in the fog behind the giant man, there seemed to be no other giant man.

This seems to be a strange fellow, Lu Zhongcheng thought to himself, and then he heard the giant man who had already walked within fifty meters say in a simple and calm tone, "I can cure you!"

These simple words were like thunder, shocking Lu Zhongcheng and his soldiers dumbfounded, but it was definitely not because of the content of that sentence, but because of the words spoken by this giant man, which was the most standard gray-eared language.

How is this possible?

The language of the Grey-Eared people is the most complex, the most beautiful, and the most difficult to grasp in the universe, and there is a very connotative painting hidden in every word, and there are many changes, among which the beauty of outsiders is insignificant, why does this giant man actually know their language?

You must know that before the outbreak of the war on Tianqiong Island, the Juque and the Gray Ear people did not know each other at all.

"Y-who are you, why do you know our language?"

Lu Zhongcheng lost a little bit of his bearings, out of the intuition of a soldier, he knew very well that if the Juque people knew about their Grey Ear people early on, and their Gray Ear people didn't know anything about the Juque people, then the final result of this war would be lost!

This is definitely an important piece of information.

The giant man on the other side tilted his head strangely, as if puzzled, and then he repeated, "Dude, didn't you hear what I was saying? You are all sick, and if you don't get treated, you will die, and I will treat you, you don't care about such an important matter, but you ask who I am? ”

Lu Zhongcheng was silent, his eyes kept turning, his head kept turning, he didn't know how to deal with it, did he want to treat the disease, or intelligence?

"Okay, then as you wish, introduce yourself, my name is Mad Thirty-Six, a deserter from the Juque people, of course it doesn't matter, the important thing is that I can cure the epidemic on your body, so, do you want me to help you heal?"

The person who came was Mu Shao'an, and when he was wandering aimlessly, he came across the warning signs that Lu Zhongcheng placed in the most conspicuous position, so he became interested.

As for how he knows the language and writing of the gray-eared people, please, any Dahe person or an earthling person will recognize it, Chinese characters, one of the lingua franca of the plane!

And these two-eared gray-eared people can also be regarded as the ancestors of the Dahe people, and their body structures are similar, so the sounds they make are also similar - at least Mu Shao'an thinks so, is there a problem?

Lu Zhongcheng was silent for at least ten seconds, and then he squeezed out a dry smile, "Are you sure you can?"

"Hey, what I'm saying, I'm known as the Holy Hand Xiao Huatuo, the divine doctor Xiao Zhongjing's Mu - Ruyi, the life and death of the medicine and white bones, as long as the person is not burned to ashes, I can save you, just a little, I am a person, that is to pay the medical fee, the commander of the envoy, you are sure that you can afford the medical fee, you have one thousand and eighteen people here. ”

Mu Shao'an opened his mouth and smiled so brightly.