When Wu Ke entered the black hole, Tu Yiwan had quietly stood behind Zou Zichuan at some point, covered in blood, and a clean gray robe could no longer see the color. Tu Yiwan's usually kind-looking face was also full of fierceness, full of endless murderous intent.

A group of martial arts masters who were following Zou Zichuan subconsciously kept a distance from Tu Yiwan. Tu Yiwan now gives people the feeling of being a beast lurking in the dark and attacking at any time, full of extremely dangerous aura.

In the battle just now, the slaughter of 10,000 soldiers killed more than 1,000 soldiers and hundreds of masters. Many martial arts figures who were following Tu Yiwan had truly appreciated the style of this person, but this style seemed too cruel and was all shown with fresh life.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zou is welcome!" Wu Ke strode to the entrance of the city tower, his two-meter-high body looked particularly tall, and the crowds separated, Wu Ke stood in front of the old emperor.

The old emperor looked at the war god-like Wu Ke with a dazed expression on his face.

"Please!" Wu Ke bent slightly, his movements and expressions were full of politeness, but the word "Please" was full of murderous intent. The slightly bent body was like a full bowstring, filled with invisible explosive power.

If Tu Yiwan is a butcher, then Wuke is a killing machine. Moreover, it is a perpetual motion machine. When he is almost tired, Wuke rushed on the battlefield. Basically, he was invincible from the beginning to the end of a war. This is exactly the terrible thing. In fact, from the time he was able to fight against Yazi for nearly a month, you can imagine how terrible his endurance was.

In the era of cold weapons, many power-type generals only have the power of three combinations, and Cheng Yaojin is a typical example. Being able to withstand his three axes is equivalent to winning him. With famous generals like Cheng Yaojin, they only have the power of three combinations. It can be seen how difficult it is to wield large heavy weapons in the era of cold weapons.

Zhao Lie fainted after being shot at ten thousand arrows and was shot too much blood on his shoulder. If it were Wu Ke, such a thing would never happen. Wu Ke's pair of giant hammers almost reached the point where he could not splash water. He was besieged by Zhao Lie's hundreds of thousands of troops. He was still able to escape from danger with his double hammers, which proves that he is not afraid of arrow feathers.

"Please!" The old emperor sighed, gestured to his subordinates lightly, and slowly walked from under the building door to the position where Zou Zichuan was sitting just now. Just now, when the lightning was passing by, the old emperor also looked at Zou Zichuan sitting quietly. At that moment, the old emperor had the urge to take action, but he finally held it back.

A group of close guards followed closely behind the old emperor, and Wu Ke also followed the crowd with great thorns, unaware of the masters around him.

"The Caomin has seen the emperor." Seeing the old emperor coming, Fuji Qianqiu stood up and bent down to salute, with no expression on his face.

"Can Qianqiu laugh at me?" the old emperor said softly.

"The grass people dare not." Fuji Qianqiu's brow jumped, lowering his head to look at the old emperor's eyes.

"Please!" Zou Zichuan spit out a word lightly.

"Please!" The old emperor glanced at Fuji Chiaki who was looking down and sighed. At this time, he wanted Fuji Chiaki to raise his head, even if he looked at him at one glance. However, Fuji Chiaki seemed to know that he had the advantage, but he never looked at him.

The two sat down and the scene seemed quiet. At this time, the soldiers around had already surrounded the place and the torches were illuminating. The cold air actually gave people a feeling of laziness. From beginning to end, Zhao Lie on the city tower was not caring about it. Hundreds of his soldiers were still tense. Some were cleaning up the wounds for Zhao Lie, and Zhao Lie was still in a coma.

Everything was carried out according to what Zou Zichuan set.

This is a small situation. In order to force Zhao Lie to a desperate situation, Zou Zichuan shot twenty-three arrows in a row before hitting Zhao Lie. In order to force the old emperor to the city tower, Zou Zichuan asked Tu Yiwan and Wu Ke to almost block all other passages...

"Mr. Zou, tell me, at this time, I am no longer the same as me, and there are no conditions for negotiation with Mr. Zou." The old emperor was so happy and smiled bitterly.

"First, I want General Zhao Lie and Zhao!" Zou Zichuan looked at the old emperor with deep eyes.

"This...is probably..." The old emperor hesitated for a moment.

"You don't need to worry about other issues, just as long as you agree."

"All right."

"Second, unify the gallon star, or form an alliance with the eighteen kingdoms."

"Unified Calendar Star..." The old emperor felt his breathing become rapid. The blood that had not been boiling for a long time actually had a rushing and boiling feeling. If Zou Zichuan assisted him in unified Calendar Star, he would have to be able to win two powerful generals, Wu Ke and Zhao Lie.

"Sir..." As soon as the old emperor finished speaking, Wu Ke immediately said anxiously, took a step forward and actually knelt down in armor.

"Brother Wu, please get up, just form an alliance." Zou Zichuan's hands were slightly too high, and a huge force surged out. Wu Ke felt the power, and his body that was about to kneel up rose with the flow.

"Sir Xie."

Wu Ke bowed respectfully, bent down and retreated with a grateful expression, while the old emperor looked disappointed. The matter of unifying the gallon star was changed by Wu Ke at this moment. Obviously, Wu Ke was still concerned about his old boss.

"I can't decide on the matter of forming an alliance." The old emperor said slowly.

"There is no need to worry about the Eighteen Kingdoms. The key is the Gallon Empire. As long as the Gallon Empire nods, it is enough. If anyone in the Eighteen Kingdoms is unwilling, it will be enough to let it disappear. The Seventeen Kingdoms, Sixteen Kingdoms, and even become one country will not affect it." Zou Zichuan said lightly.

"All right."

...

This night, after a long time of conversation, someone recorded every conversation between Zou Zichuan and the old emperor in detail. This night did not become a historical mystery. When people opened the history book, they could see this conversation that changed the entire history of the Gallon Star, including the story of General Wuke kneeling down to plead for the Eighteen Kingdoms.

The night was very long. Zou Zichuan, the old emperor, Fuji Qianqiu, Wu Ke, and Zhao Lie, who woke up, all participated in the meeting and basically formulated an alliance policy. The Gallen Star, that is, the Gallen Continent, will be represented by the Gallen Empire to establish an alliance organization to contact the human alliance. Of course, it is mainly to do business and develop Gallen Star's tourism resources. Here, it will become a cultural heritage of mankind.

At this time, the Eighteen Kingdoms did not know that their fate had been arranged. At this time, the Eighteen Kingdoms coalition had gained an advantage over the Gallon Empire. Because Zhao Lie lost command, the Gallon Empire's army began to become chaotic...

However, this advantage was very short. On the third day of the fall of Die City, Wu Ke and Zhao Lie appeared on the front line of the Galen Empire at the same time. The Eighteen-Nation Alliance was defeated and in just one day, they retreated nearly a thousand kilometers and lost countless lands.

Wuke's rebellion caused a tremendous wave and also caused a heavy blow to the Eighteen Kingdoms. The panic is no longer enough to describe the Eighteen Kingdoms coalition. The Eighteen Kingdoms' fear of Wuke far exceeds that of Zhao Lie, because the Eighteen Kingdoms' coalition is more aware of Wuke's bravery.

The soul of an army is rebelled and will bring disaster to this army. No one knows the internal situation of the Eighteen-Nation Alliance better than Wuke.

No one understands why Wuke rebelled.

Of course, this fear was soon eliminated by Wu Ke's special envoy. After the emperors of the Eighteen Kingdoms knew that Wu Ke was loyal to Zou Zichuan, they were relieved. After all, loyalty to Zou Zichuan and the emperor who was loyal to the Gallen Empire were different.

Soon, the Eighteen Kingdoms sent a mission to join Zou Zichuan's core organization.

The situation is much better than Zou Zichuan expected. For hundreds of years, the emperors of the Eighteen Kingdoms and the emperors of the Gallon Empire were truly sitting on the negotiating table for the first time. Faced with the alliance plan formulated by the Gallon Empire and Zou Zichuan, the Eighteen Empires did not express much opinions. In addition to modifying some details, basically, this big framework was approved by everyone...

During this period, the spirit of Wuke was refreshed. Wuke was at ease among the eighteen countries. The emperors of the eighteen countries were very dependent on him. In fact, the 18 countries' confidence in Zou Zichuan was better than saying that they were at ease with Wuke. Zou Zichuan's reputation for the eighteen countries was entirely based on Wuke. No one could replace Wuke's status in the eighteen countries.

Some people are happy and some are worried. When Wu Ke is proud, Zhao Lie fell into the trough of his life. He was depressed when holding meetings. Except for normal social engagements, he closed himself in the room and drank to relieve his sorrows all day long.

It is obvious that the status of the Gallon Empire has been greatly weakened, and it is Zhao Lie who caused this situation. If he could reach an agreement with Zou Zichuan earlier, the status of the Gallon Empire would undoubtedly be transcendent in the alliance. Unfortunately, this foreseeable situation was destroyed by Zhao Lie's selfishness.

Although the old emperor did not say much to Zhao Lie, who was seriously injured, he still showed dissatisfaction with Zhao Lie in his words. Zhao Lie could naturally feel this kind of repulsion in his bones. Zhao Lie believed that if it weren't for Zou Zichuan, he would probably be squeezed out of the core of this right...

It was already late at night. Just when Zhao Lie was drinking to relieve his sorrows, the construction site in Diecheng was still working vigorously. The huge spacecraft was being demolished, and tens of thousands of migrant workers were transporting huge stones from the castle from above.

The Crystal Palace Base in the Death Desert is also working intensively, and a steady stream of material is transported into it.

Whether it is the dismantling of Diancheng or the resources of the Crystal Palace base, these are one of the agreements of the Alliance of Nineteen. Now, the entire Gallon Star has used its power to support Zou Zichuan's return to the Alliance of Humanity, and various scarce resources and metals have been gathered in the Crystal Palace.

Zou Zichuan's two plans were carried out at the same time. The first was to continue manufacturing the small spacecraft in the Crystal Palace and do a good job in stocking up raw materials. The second plan was to take a look at the disc-shaped spacecraft entering the cloud system. It would be the best if it could be repaired and modified. After all, this was much easier than building a new spacecraft.

Of course, if the cloud-type disc spacecraft cannot be repaired, the small spacecraft in the Crystal Palace will become the last hope.

However, whether the cloud-type disc spacecraft can be repaired or not, it is necessary to disassemble it, because many useful equipment and instruments can be disassembled from the spacecraft, which will greatly reduce the workload of Zou Zichuan in building a small spacecraft...

Zou Zichuan's workload was terrifying. In addition to counting and screening the resources sent by various countries, he also had to make plans. What bothered Zou Zichuan the most was that the cabin door of the cloud-type disc spacecraft was locked by dozens of passwords. Even after nearly a thousand years, these dozens of passwords were still extremely complex.

History can no longer be traced back to more than 800 years ago, and Zou Zichuan cannot understand why the people who finally closed the spacecraft had to set up such a complex password program.

Zou Zichuan believes that after entering the cloud-type disc-shaped spacecraft, he can solve countless mysteries left over more than 800 years ago.

Work is going on in an orderly manner, and Zou Zichuan, who is busy taking advantage of his busy schedule, has not forgotten Zhao Lie.

“Bao …”

"who?"

A gentle knock on the door broke Zhao Lie who was drinking alone in the dark to relieve his sorrow. His eyes were always watching the sturdy castle that gradually disappeared through the window. There was once a symbol of an era, where, once the rise of a dynasty, where, once the symbol of the power of the Galen Empire, now, everything has disappeared, and he.

"It's me." Zou Zichuan's low and magnetic voice sounded outside the door.

"Please come in." Zhao Lie, in the darkness, withdrew from the window, hesitated for a while and whispered, the voice was filled with an indescribable loneliness.

The door was slowly pushed open, Zou Zichuan and Wu Ke walked in one after another. Wu Ke lit the candles in the room with flints, and the faint fire illuminated the room. The room was messy, and the ground was full of wine jars, and the air was filled with strong smell of wine.

Zou Zichuan didn't say anything, so he found a clean chair to sit down. His deep eyes were staring at Zhao Lie's face, and the room was so quiet that it was suffocating.

As time passed, Wu Ke did not sit down and always stood behind Zou Zichuan. His tall body stood behind Zou Zichuan like a mountain.

"Excessive drinking hurts the body." Finally, Zou Zichuan spoke.

"Thank you." Zhao Lie grabbed the wine jar, filled his big bowl with wine, and said with a smirk.

"Do you know how many people in the Human Alliance?" Zou Zichuan asked suddenly.

"I know... it seems that there have been mentioned on the holographic images, more than 100 billion..." Zhao Lie hesitated and replied.

"How many people are there in Gallon Star?"

"Not less than 200 million."

"Do you know how many planets there are inhabiting humans?"

"More than a thousand."

"How many resource stars?"

"Ten Thousands..."

"How many troops?"

"this……"

"How many warships?"

“…”

“How many countries?”

“…”

“How many galaxies are there?”

“…”

"Do you understand what I mean?" Under the dim candlelight, Zou Zichuan's eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky.

"I……"

"What I need is not a General Zhao who drinks to relieve his sorrows all day, but a powerful General Zhao. I don't have much time to be your psychiatrist. I always need to be a psychiatrist. My heart disease is always a must-have for medical treatment. That's it, it's too late, take a break early. Wine can be a pleasure and harm your body. The cloud-based spacecraft will be opened tomorrow. If you are ready, wait for me at the cabin door."

After Zou Zichuan finished speaking, he walked out the door with big strides. Wu Ke, who had not spoken in the door, looked at Zhao Lie, opened his mouth, but still didn't speak. He followed him strode away. His long sigh could be heard from afar...
To be continued...