Su Liqing and others excluded Lu Ziming. They neither let him participate in the planning, nor let him rush into battle, as if he did not exist.


    Lu Ziming was not interested in taking part in such an action with high risks and benefits. From the beginning to the end, he did not integrate into the circle of survivors. Of course, there are reasons why he can''t stay here, as well as the idea that he is unwilling to compete for profits with others.


    While the survivor was planning nervously, he was considering how to deal with the attack of rat tide after leaving the pyramid.


    Su Liqing''s sneak attack plan has high operability. He doesn''t feel anything wrong. Each of these survivors has their own ideas. The temporary crisis has screwed them together. No one knows whether it will cause greater disputes again after the incident.


    Zhuoma also did not participate in the sneak attack. As a nominal king, he was well protected. He was surrounded by "protectors" of various forces and stayed at the end of the team.


    At this time, Lu Ziming didn''t contact Zhuoma. The situation was a little subtle. He didn''t want to stimulate the interests of these people too much. He didn''t think so, but it doesn''t mean that others don''t think so.


    The valve leading to the outside of the pyramid is also one-way. Those who go out can no longer enter. The survivors inside rush out in batches according to the scheduled time. Soon, only Zhuoma and Lu Ziming remain inside the pyramid.


    "Road! It''s time. Let''s go out together!"


    He nodded and followed the line. David took a last look at the pyramid and muttered something that Lu Ziming didn''t understand, as if he had lost something "beloved".


    The moment he crossed the valve, he felt himself pushed by something, and then his head suddenly exploded, as if something had been stuffed into his head. His head burst from the inside, the veins on his forehead jumped, the cold sweat flowed down his temples, and his body shook up. It was dark and almost fell to the ground.


    This feeling came and went quickly, and the feeling of headache flashed by. If it wasn''t for the severe headache, they even thought there was something wrong with their own feeling.


    After a trance, he found that he was outside saiying mountain. The light rain hit his face. There was a messy but not dense gunshot in the distance. There was a mess around. Several bodies were lying on the grass, and the blood flowed along the green grass to the low-lying place.


    A man with a felt hat quickly ran over on a "tall horse", shouted at Zhuoma and Lu Ziming, turned around and disappeared in the rain and fog.


    "Lu! We won and Ren Yan ran away!"


    "Run away!" Lu Ziming was stunned and immediately understood, "no! Zhuoma, the rat tide is coming soon. Ren Yan knew in advance, so he took people away.".


    At this time, he found that there were not many soldiers under Ren Yan who died except fences and some obstacles. Judging from the gunfire from a distance, the battle was not as fierce as expected. He immediately reacted. Ren Yan had found that the rat tide rushed towards saiying mountain and had retreated in advance.


    "What rat tide? Lu! What are you talking about?"


    Lu Ziming had no time to explain to Zhuoma and couldn''t explain clearly: "Zhuoma, you are now the king of the grassland. Let someone check it 60 kilometers away from the West. I have a bad hunch that there is danger coming this way...". Anyway, Ren Yan''s danger has passed, and the remaining time is over. He can''t think of any way to avoid the rat tide except to evacuate quickly from here.


    "Danger! Lu, what are you trying to say? I can''t understand it more and more."


    "Don''t worry so much! Believe me, send someone to see it right away. It''s related to the lives of tens of thousands of people. It''s too late."


    Zhuoma didn''t seem to be joking when she saw Lu Ziming''s serious face. Although Zhuoma hasn''t officially become the king yet, with the holy sword and black gold armor, she has become the king in the hearts of grassland herdsmen, and her voice is much heavier than Lu Ziming.


    "Wait!" Zhuoma just wanted to call a herdsman, but she was stopped by a man running over.


    Lu Ziming frowned. It was sanar with a beard and a rancid sheep fur coat. Sanar stopped between them and said, "Zhuoma, Ren Yan has run away, but the battle is not over yet. We should now summon the troops to pursue Ren Yan. The leaders of all departments on the grassland are waiting for you in the tent. Now other things should be put aside", Sanar made a gesture of invitation and glanced at Lu Ziming from the corner of his eye, as if warning Lu Ziming not to do much.


    "Zhuoma! If you don''t send someone to check the danger now, please give me a horse and I''ll leave now," he said strongly.


    "What are you talking about? Do you want to threaten our king?" sanar slowly pulled out his waist knife and looked at Lu Ziming, but his trembling arm exposed his heart.


    He knew sanar was bluffing, and didn''t bother to pay attention to sanar: "Zhuoma? Ren Yan won''t run away for no reason. There must be something that frightens Ren Yan and doesn''t even care about the holy sword. Do you want to put your people in danger? Send a person to the west to check. It will only take two or three hours. If there is really danger, you will save tens of thousands of herdsmen here. You should know what is the most important.".


    Now Zhuoma doesn''t feel like a king at all. She hesitates to look at sanar and Lu Ziming and says in a consultative tone: "sanar, anda is right. Ren Yan left here and ran away. There must be a reason. If you don''t send someone to the west to check, what if there is really any danger, what about tens of thousands of herdsmen here?"


    "That''s good! I''ll send someone to the west to check. Please follow me to the big tent. All leaders are waiting for you in the big tent!"


    Lu Ziming sneered in his heart. Sanar didn''t regard Zhuoma as the king at all. He was more like Su Liqing and his puppet, firmly holding his hand.


    The leaders of the tribes didn''t even have the intention to come out to meet Zhuoma. They asked Zhuoma to meet them in the big tent. This was a downfall to Zhuoma. Unfortunately, Zhuoma didn''t understand this meaning at all.


    However, he was not worried about the safety of Zhuoma. The grassland tribes with complex forces were scattered sand. Zhuoma was pushed to the cusp by Lu Ziming. As their nominal king, Zhuoma is in a delicate balance. As long as we make rational use of the contradictions of all parties, contain and restrict each other, it is difficult to make chaos.


    It''s hard to imagine Zhuoma''s psychology at this time. Maybe when Zhuoma understands, joy turns into anger and excitement turns into resentment. Can these people still live in peace with Zhuoma.