The little girl Zhao Xin's eyes widened, holding the battlements of the city wall with one hand and holding her mother's arm with the other.

That's amazing!

It's like a superhero from a cartoon.

"Mommy, Mommy! ~”

"Huh?"

"Mom!"

"What's wrong?"

Guan Meihui subconsciously answered her daughter's shout, but she didn't look down, she still looked at the golden giant blade, it was five meters away from the city wall at this time, and it fell parallel to the zombie pile.

It's amazing, it's completely unimaginable.

People thought that this attack was over, and those who were close cheered directly, but they were probing in the distance, and then they were quickly told that it was the blue fantasy ability of the leader of Yang Mu.

While everyone was shocked, they also spread the news quickly, so that others were also shocked.

And the shock is not the end.

Yang Mu's knife is not exactly a physical attack, it is a deformation of the ability to swallow the sky and the earth.

The wind and sand are spinning at high speed, and the fire element spreads and generates in it, and the powerful agitation force explodes after the collision, and countless sand shoots out to both sides, forming a small dagger in the process, and after the assassination is lost, it explodes into fire sand, giving the zombies a more deadly attack.

At this moment, the corpses under the city wall were burned, although the zombies in front of them quickly filled in, but the crisis of accumulation was lifted, and at least within three hours, people had the protection of the city wall again.

All excited!

It turns out that Yang Mu is not very fierce, but he is already super god!

People actually had a lot of doubts before.

How can a person who looks so young be able to mix up and become a master in the apocalypse?

Is it because he is handsome?

Well, that's obviously a joke.

That's because the combat power is very strong.

How can you be stronger? Can it be compared to the Divine Soul?

At this time, they all understood, not to mention ordinary gods, if the Big Dipper didn't leave, it was an ambiguous matter whether he could have the life to leave El Yadul Nyima.

The news is still spreading, the wall of the quarantine area is basically almost five kilometers, the zombies are pierced like an awl, and the cross-section of the siege is actually only about three kilometers.

It's just that people didn't be happy for too long, because it was only twenty minutes, and zombies were piled up on top of the corpses that had been dispersed, and a new wave of defending the city arrived.

But this time everyone is more confident.

Those who were close to Yang Mu were still looking at Yang Mu and observing his expression.

Gradually, Yang Mu's expression became a topic.

The first person told the people around him.

"The leader was expressionless, did not smile, and snorted, then lit a cigarette and asked the soldiers around him to find him a bottle of beer, yes, specially emphasized, beer."

Twenty minutes later, a few kilometers away, in the rear, the laborer who was busy digging the earth and sending it to the front laughed, he didn't know what to laugh at, anyway, when he heard the news, he wanted to laugh.

The rhythm in the city slowly developed in a good direction, and everyone did not pay attention to the zombies completely, but also took out a part of it to pay attention to Yang Mu, and this distraction of attention reduced people's panic.

Eight hours later, Yang Mu used the third Heaven Opening Slash, and finally felt a little tired.

If such a large-scale group killing ability as the Open Heaven Slash had been used before, it was estimated that it would have made Yang Mu's zombies fantasize and collapse from exhaustion.

Now as a level 12 yellow physical strength and super brain mutant, his strength has improved a lot, and this talent has been used almost three times in a row.

Once every three hours, this is considered continuous use, because Yang Mu has not recovered at all.

What's next?

The molten iron has been prepared for a long time, I don't know if it can be used? Let's hope so!

Yang Mu sighed in his heart this time, but there was still no reaction on the surface.

He drank a few beers and smoked a pack of cigarettes, all to relieve his nervousness and exhaustion.

And he watched from the top of the city, and never went down.

The soldiers have been rotated three times, and there are many reserves under the city walls anyway, as long as they don't come into direct contact with the zombies, they have the strength to fight.

Finally, the fourth accumulation began, and within an hour it was less than three meters away from the battlements.

There is no way, although the previous few accumulations were broken up by the Open Heaven Slash, but the Open Heaven Slash is not a tidal slash after all, and it can't turn all the zombies into blood.

And the attack range of the tidal slash is relatively too small, and Yang Mu can't use the tidal slash again and again to consume physical strength, just to seek a temporary peace in a small area.

Wait, this time I will use molten iron, hoping to complete the fantasy.

Yang Mu closed his eyes, reached out and took out the cigarette case from his pocket, which was already empty.

On the other hand, Fat Dahai hurriedly took the cigarette from the soldier behind him, and then handed over one and lit it for Yang Mu personally.

"Good Yang Mu!"

As he spoke, he also patted Yang Mu on the shoulder.

At this time, there was still a roar outside.

From day to night, people have adapted to such things and don't care too much about them.

Yang Mu shook his shoulders and pouted:

"Do you know you well?"

Fat Dahai smiled awkwardly, pushed his glasses and said:

"I'm sorry, I've always looked down on you before, you have a lot of problems, I don't understand why Xiangru misses you, now I kind of understand, although you are scumbag most of the time, but sometimes you are really attractive, this may be the type of bad man, and bad men like you are often liked by women."

"Hmph."

Yang Mu just snorted coldly, without justification, and without the heart to discuss bad men with him, Yang Mu is very tired now, not physically, but mentally.

Pig Road:

"It may take at least a month for the evacuation of personnel, Yang Mu, do you think we can hold out for a few days?"

Yang Mu still didn't speak, in his thoughts, it was good to be able to hold on for a minute longer, as for how many days he could last, it was not for him to think of it.

Anyway, when the city was ruined, he ran away.

Even if the people here were also comrades who had fought with him in the same trench, he couldn't sacrifice his life for them.

To put it bluntly, he is afraid of death, because his life has just begun, and he has just gained confidence that he can live a good life.

"I think we'll be able to last two days at most, but that's pretty good, right?"

Fat Dahai said worriedly that Zhao Ziliang's family was the closest, and when he heard what he said, a gloomy mist immediately rose on his face.

Yes, zombies seem to be endless, and this city can't be saved after all.

"Report to the leader, the commanders of several sections have reported that the zombies are less than half a meter away from the city, please think of countermeasures quickly, do you want to come like that?"

For a moment, it's the Golden Blade.

Yang Mu stretched his waist and said dissatisfiedly:

"Come on? You let them try it? ”

The little soldier didn't know why Yang Mu scolded him, and for a while, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was silent.

Yang Mu was actually also using the yellow villain to observe the battle situation on the whole front, and knew that some places were imminent.

"Alright, herald, pour all the molten iron! Complete this operation within ten minutes, delay the military aircraft, feed the zombies! ”

Yang Mu's words were imposing.

The more than 20 herald soldiers behind him all ran away when they heard this, and went to deliver the news to the various departments.

In fact, they all have walkie-talkies, and the reason why they ran away was mainly because everyone shouting together would affect each other.

Yang Mu's order was quickly issued, and then he saw that the entire city wall began to pour molten iron downward.

At this time, under the city wall, the situation of zombie accumulation is a large slope.

The three accumulations are broken up three times, and a slope is naturally formed.

Viewed from the side, with the city wall on one side and the horizontal ground on the other, the slope is at an angle of about 45 degrees to the ground, and an equilateral triangular cross-sectional slope has been formed.

And this is not just the zombies, but also the suddenness of the miserable soil in their soil, all caused by the explosion of heavy balls.

The molten iron poured down and flowed rapidly, filling the gap between the zombies and the soil, and the fiery red liquid released steam, causing layers of white mist to appear in front of people.

However, the people did not dare to stop at all, there were a lot of molten iron in the rear, but the leader gave a task, and it would be destroyed within ten minutes.

So the people worked hard, the molten iron on the city wall ran out, and the container containing the molten iron was thrown directly into the city wall.

In the chaos, a few people died in accidents, but no one cared, they only knew that the molten iron should be emptied within the allotted time.

There were also people pouring molten iron on Yang Mu's side, and in five minutes, Yang Mu felt that it was almost enough, so he took out an eleventh-level blue, bound one of his own split souls, and then threw it down.

This is the fantasy that Yang Muxin opened.

The blue stone is fused with molten iron, and the fantasy energy spreads quickly.

Molten iron was poured along the walls, and the molten iron and molten iron had become patches, they were originally free, but under the influence of the power of illusion, they became controlled, growing, and solidifying.

Eventually, after ten minutes, all the molten iron beneath the walls solidified into shape, forming an inclined plane at an angle of forty-five degrees.

This slope looks like a slide, reflecting the light of the cold moon, making the original dark night brighter, flashing people's eyes and illuminating people's hearts!

......

The road to Tyrant City was not as easy as it could have been.

The original passage was no longer workable, and a wave of zombies blocked the road, and the team had to detour.

So although many days have passed, Wen Sijia is still on the road.

At nightfall, Alicena finally decided to camp and rest and make her way tomorrow.

This made Wen Sijia feel lucky, she was really tired, she had been stop-and-go for three days, and she had never rested for more than an hour.

However, Wen Sijia fully understands Alicena, if it were herself, migrating in the apocalypse with such a big mistake, it is estimated that she would arrange it like this, right?

She's done it too, so she knows how hard it really is to walk in the apocalypse.

After the tent was set up, Wen Sijia went to the river alone and washed her face with the cold river water, feeling very relaxed.

"Sister."

Behind him, someone spoke, followed by footsteps.

Wen Sijia didn't need to look back to know that it was her distant cousin Jiang Yanfen, who had been following her all these years.