Everyone hurriedly climbed to the lookout.

"Where?"

At this time, it was dark, the lights were dark, and nothing could be seen.

Qin Yuchuan put on a longbow and took a rocket and shot it into the distance.

The rocket sliced through the air in a graceful arc, nailed to a stone wall in the distance.

By the light of the fire, everyone finally saw the situation in the distance.

From the streets to the end of the street, there were a lot of living dead people rushing to the palace, and there were several advanced versions of the living dead who were obviously larger.

"This ......" Jiang Weiguo and other civil officials were so frightened that their faces were pale, their fingers were on the railing, and they couldn't stop trembling.

Qin Yuchuan's face was serious: "Pass the order, everyone is ready to fight!"

"Archers go first!"

"Yes!"

"Light up the nearby houses and light the archers!"

"Yes!"

"The innate martial artist intercepts the strong man on the opposite side!"

Fang Xile and the others nodded solemnly.

"The rest of the people stand at the head of the wall and kill the living dead who climb over the wall!"

One after another orders were promulgated like flowing water, Qin Yuchuan calmly turned around and said, "Your Excellency is on this lookout, watch the meritorious service of the soldiers with me!"

The officials of Xichuan County nodded like chickens pecking rice, as long as they were not allowed to go up, they could do anything.

The well-trained black-armored army climbed the wall, and among them were ordinary people who could shoot arrows, and they stood at the head of the wall and waited, and they did not dare to wipe the sweat down their foreheads and into their eyes.

The living dead are getting closer and closer, and the black pressure is pressed over, and there is no end in sight, and it is pouring like a tide.

Everyone was nervous, and the pressure in their hearts was getting bigger and bigger, but no one took the lead in releasing the arrow.

Qin Yuchuan estimated the speed of the living dead in his heart, raised his hand high, and shouted: "Release the arrow!"

Suddenly, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and the arrows fell like raindrops crackling into the crowd of the living dead, and the living dead were densely packed, even if the archery was not good, they could shoot one or two.

There was a wave of the living dead, and many fell to the ground, trampled under the feet of the army that came after, and died no more.

But there were also some of the living dead dodging left and right, speeding up and rushing up.

This rain of arrows came three times, and the living dead who rushed fast had already rushed under the courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall of the county king's mansion is three and a half meters high according to the regulations, which is equivalent to the height of two people combined, and ordinary living dead can't climb up, but the evolved version of the living dead can't do it.

They lunged, stomped on the wall, and leaped onto the wall with their strength.

But at this moment, several innate martial artists were already waiting here.

Fang Xile bore the brunt of the attack, the sword light flashed, and the great head rose to the sky.

The others were not to be outdone, Cheng Jiang Yanjiao snorted, and waved a long whip, guarding a section of the wall so tightly that no living dead could approach.

Jin Guangyao's hands were sealed, the golden lotus shone brightly, and the living dead under the shroud of light suddenly languished, and their heads were easily taken off.

She Shibin held two knives in his hand, dancing vigorously, and the sword light exploded.

But there are so many living dead, and those who can't climb up, step on the bodies of their dead companions, and try to climb up, and the more they die, the thicker the mat beneath their feet.

Finally, the first living dead climbed the courtyard wall.

The crowd rushed up and slaughtered him.

But with the first, soon there was a second, and a third, and more and more living dead poured onto the courtyard walls, and everyone was cautious at first for fear of being hurt, but after a while, they were red-eyed.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Seeing his companion's throat being torn apart, the strong man roared and rushed forward desperately, plunging the knife into his eye socket while the opponent's claws pierced his belly.

An advanced version mixed with the ordinary living dead jumped up to the courtyard wall, and killed several people as soon as he came up, one of them screamed and pounced, hugged him and shouted, "Kill!"

Suddenly, several knives were inserted into their bodies, and one person and one corpse fell to the ground one after another.

Fang Xile waved the knife mechanically, she didn't remember how many times she raised the knife, and the first time she took away the heads of the living dead, she only knew that she would persevere, and she must not let the living dead break through the defense line.

At this time, several screams rang out one after another.

Qin Yuchuan stood tall, looked at the overall situation, and saw dozens of living dead people rushing out from the depths of the palace at a glance, copying them from the back.

Everyone was caught off guard, and several people were thrown to the ground and their throats were bitten.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Qin Yuchuan didn't have time to call someone, so he drew his sword and jumped off the lookout.

"Lord Wang!"

The Xichuan officials were shocked, in their eyes, the lives of all the people below were not as valuable as Qin Yuchuan alone, although Qin Yuchuan was just the prince who King Qin hated.

But the prince is the prince, if Qin Yuchuan dies, wouldn't he be slapping King Qin in the face.

Everyone looked at each other, and one of the officials gritted his teeth, isn't it death, and ran out with him, picking up the knife that had fallen on the ground, the handle of the knife was full of blood, and he didn't know whose it was.

"The prince is fighting with us!

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Those soldiers were in high spirits, as if they had been injected with stimulants, and if they could die in battle with the lord, it would be a good story for the ages.

"Kill!"

In the shadow of the sword and sword, a large number of living dead people fell.

But there were so many living dead, and there was a thick layer of rotten corpses on the ground, some of which were not yet dead, and when you passed, you would bite hard.

There was an unpleasant smell of blood wafting through the air, and the smell of burning houses.

There are fewer and fewer people who can stand and kill enemies, and there is a deep despair in everyone's hearts, they are going to die here, and they will become these disgusting monsters after death.

Fang Xile and the others were full of exhaustion, although they were innate martial artists, they had killed many living dead, and they were almost at the limit of slashing and killing all night.

At this moment, the dark sky shone with a faint light.

A roar came from afar, and the living dead faded like a tidal wave, as if commanded by some kind of order, leaving a trail of corpses in their wake.

Qin Yuchuan moved his mouth, only to find that his voice was hoarse: "The people who participated in the battle went back to rest, and those who did not participate in the corpse were disposed of." ”

There were still many people who did not participate in the battle, they were the people of Xichuan, some were old people, some were women with children, and some were young people who did not say anything.

Qin Yuchuan didn't persecute them, these people went up, and there was not more than one corpse.

But they have to clean up the battlefield, and they won't be able to go up when they are afraid of dying, and they won't go up after the battle, just waiting for others to protect you.

Everyone obediently obeyed orders, and after a battle, this idle prince had an invisible momentum, which made people dare not refute.

The soldiers helped each other back to the room, and some wounded fighters sat on the ground with desperate faces.

The battle was over, but they couldn't live anymore.

What awaits them will be exile and fend for themselves.

Qin Yuchuan's lips moved, and he clenched his fists: "You ......"

Fang Xile suddenly spoke: "Let me try!"