After the big leader had arranged most of the matters, a group of people who celebrated each other's promotions went out to do their own business.

Zhang Jiaming couldn't stay for a moment, the new guards were waiting for his review, and after a while, all the fifty-two guards arrived neatly, gathered in the tent, lined up in four columns, and waited quietly.

Looking at this young but fanatical admiration of his face, Zhang Jiaming's heart was full of pride, finally, he had gathered enough elite troops, these young people were in good health, they were fully supplied with evolution beast meat and milk and goat's milk on weekdays, and all the elites who were carefully selected from the militia camp were around 18 years old, and each of them was extremely loyal to himself!

After the training and daily training on the battlefield, these children all have strong bodies, and are fully capable of many physical tasks that ordinary people can't complete, and after the recent blood moon baptism by Zhang Jiaming for them at one time, all the members have the ability of junior werewolves, of course, their two godsons were promoted to new squad leaders, each responsible for commanding half of the black dog guards.

As an internal guard, the Yinghua Guard is also led by two twin sisters, who are responsible for guarding the movement around them in peacetime, and go out with Zhang Jia to defend his surroundings in wartime.

"You are all my Zhang Jiaming's closest internal guard soldiers, and the only object of your allegiance is me! Obey me and follow! Fighting for me is your ultimate mission! This is your vow! Did you hear it all? ”

"Swear allegiance to the Great Chief!" Looking at these young people with satisfaction, Zhang Jiaming showed a smile on his face, the method he came up with to win people's hearts is actually redundant, there is a wild alliance, and the inner thoughts of the wolf cubs under his control are actually the same as himself, simply put, he can perceive what these puppets are thinking at any time like a hacker, so there is no possibility of betrayal at all.

"Yan Jin, Yan Yin, now assigned to you tasks, you two go it alone, go search and kill all the R-type zombies in Hexi!" Werewolves with killing intent shielding ability can easily approach R-type zombies, which Zhang Jiaming is very relieved of, and they also ignore the strange abilities of R-type zombies when they enter the state of wild wolves, this time, Zhang Jiaming is completely relieved of the strength of his subordinates.

"Remember, don't be greedy, don't rush forward, kill the enemy and retreat immediately!"

"Yes!" The first time they were entrusted with a heavy task, the two little sisters have a high degree of confidence in their skills, they have evolved their own will to fight, beyond the restrictions of puppets, now they are only one step away from Zhang Jiaming, however, the higher the level of evolution, the more difficult it is, they still can't get rid of Zhang Jiaming's transformation control over them, even Zhang Jiaming can't think of how many levels they have to go, these wolves can change completely independently, and blood infections can make ordinary people become their own puppets, But how ordinary werewolves advance is in their own control, and if they can't figure out a way to evolve on their own, they will never have to worry about the betrayal of their subordinates.

"Kecheng, filial piety." Zhang Jiaming looked at his two godsons,

"Godfather." These two children were brought out by themselves, although they were not biological, but they were blood relatives who had been following them in their own difficult days, and after losing Lu Dingsheng, Zhang Jiaming, who missed the old love, improved their abilities, and also gave them the ability to catalyze the wolf, and the level reached the third level, in order to give them a little more chance to survive on the battlefield.

Feeling the concerned eyes of the godfather, the two wolf cubs tried to stand up straight, waiting for their father to explain the task.

"Your mission is twofold, first, to take our team of people who specialize in radio stations to occupy Matoufeng! There are the communication equipment we need, remember, in any case, we must first ensure their safety, and then collect the supplies nearby, and be sure to collect enough food for a hundred people to eat for half a month! After completing the first step, you lead fifty werewolves to carry out a clean-up activity, and cooperate with the two sisters Yan Jin Yanyin to strangle the zombies, and the requirements for you are the same, you are not allowed to be greedy for merit! We have the advantage in forces this time, and we only need to fight steadily to completely destroy these living dead! Win a good base for everyone to spend the winter! ”

"Got it! Godfather! "Salute, take a group of people and start preparing immediately. At this time, the tent was completely quiet, Zhang Jiaming had other things to do, sorted out some things, took Da Hei, hugged his goddaughter Zhang Wenwen, and the two of them came to a secluded place in Bamboo Village.

According to the requirements of the Great Chief, no easy access is allowed here, and this is the burial place where the brothers died in battle to save the trapped human beings, and it is a place of glory!

A newly built cement tablet stands in the middle of the site, and the freshly carved inscription reads

"Monument to the fallen soldiers of the wolf word battalion of the R County National Salvation Army!" The stele is a little smaller, but the inscription on it is very clear, looking at the symbol of the block representing thousands of heroic souls, Zhang Jiaming has mixed feelings in his heart.

After offering three cups of sake to the soldiers, he burned the paper money, and took Zhang Wenwen to another quiet tomb, which was simple and not too decorated, and even the stone tablet was a small piece.

"The tomb of Zhangfu's first mother, Wang's family, and the tomb of Yueming".

"Who's in here?" Wenwen hugged Zhang Jiaming's neck, her big shining eyes were full of puzzlement,

"It's an old man, you have to call grandma. Go, add some soil to Grandma's grave. Gently put down the child, and did not forget to tell her in her ear.

"Oh, grandma sleeps in there?" The naïve child probably hasn't understood the true meaning of death, although Zhang Jiaming has brutally killed several bandits in front of her.

"Yes, grandma was tired and didn't move, so she went to sleep." Holding back the tears that were about to gush out, Zhang Jiaming vaguely said a reason that was not a reason,

"When will Grandma wake up?" The little girl who grabbed a handful of floating soil in her little hand and carefully put it on the grave turned her head to look at Zhang Jiaming,

"Grandma went to a far away place, and she will bless us forever." Gently hugged the child's waist from behind, pulled her into his arms, and the child obediently leaned his head on Zhang Jiaming's chin and continued to look at the tombstone.

"Will grandma come to see Wenwen?" This sentence almost knocked down the strong-willed Zhang Jiaming, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his hands couldn't help but tremble,

"Grandma won't come back to life, no, she won't be one of those walking dead,,,,,, muttered, Zhang Jiaming thought of a terrible possibility in his heart, his mother really didn't have it after death

"Returned", didn't the virus have an impact on some special corpses? Obviously, I have seen my in-laws' family of three become zombies after they died!

"Will grandma love Wenwen?" Feeling something wet dripping onto her head, the little girl turned her head and looked at her godfather,

"Dad, are you crying?" The girl who took out the handkerchief was holding her tears for herself with concern, Zhang Jiaming still felt a little warmth in her heart,

"Dad just misses grandma and grandpa."

"Oh, where's Grandpa?" The girl's casual words suddenly reminded Zhang Jiaming, but thinking of the slimness of the opportunity, he immediately calmed down, that is impossible, his father has been separated for almost a year, how can he still find him?

Although his father was in strong health when he was young, he was already 60 years old when the virus broke out, and thinking that most of the people eliminated by the virus were some frail old people, Zhang Jiaming's impulse to find relatives again completely stopped.

In the north, SJ County, an hour's drive from RA County, a thinly dressed man is walking between the mountains, his movements are light and sensitive, not limited by the mountain terrain at all, if he is not wearing human clothing, many people will think of him as a ghost between the mountains and wilderness, compared to the speed of werewolves, his speed is slightly worse, but ordinary humans still can't compare with it.

Suddenly, he stopped, listened to the familiar drum news, and pursed his lips, a rare smile on the peculiar man's face.

In the south, on the outskirts of LZ City, a battle of human corpses is being staged, and countless crowds are surging, holding all kinds of melee weapons, lined up in a neat formation, and attacking the almost boundless sea of corpses!

That's right, these people, who are only a minority of the warring parties, wear all kinds of strange armor that they DYL up, and those who are familiar with medieval books know that these homemade armors are all Gothic, and the first three rows of people are armed with long-handled weapons, halberds of various colors, bayonets, spears and axes, everything that can be named can be seen here, without fear, the crowd let out a frenzied roar, and slammed into the oncoming corpses!

If the priest had been here, he would have recognized a similar scene in a cathedral in Northern Europe: a horde of knights in iron armor fighting a group of zombies with blood in their mouths and white stubble on their bodies!

That's right, that's the modern version of what it's really like to do, where humanity is driven into a terrible situation, and in order to survive, this group of eccentric modern samurai is engaged in a desperate struggle with zombies.

In the most tragic part of the battle, countless ordinary zombies wailed, pounced on the sharp guns, and then were cut by various weapons, smashed their heads, and lay on the ground to become part of the corpse pile, but the zombies have no morale and fear, all the zombies are driven by their own kings, frantically launching a comprehensive assault on the human formation, no focus, no breakthrough, and no clear tactical goal!

There is only an inexhaustible thirst for human flesh and blood. The soldiers on both sides were fighting fiercely at the expense of their lives, and for a while, there was no appearance of evolutionary zombies, and the fronts of both sides remained basically stable, and the human beings firmly withstood the impact of the zombies with their strong armor, making a large number of zombies fall to death in the forest of guns and bayonets.

Outside, on a high ground, stood a tall human, his whole body wrapped in heavy armor, he could see his true appearance, but his terrifying size reminded the surrounding crowd that this was their leader, a formidable figure.

The people who knelt all over him were also wrapped in heavy armor--- all in Gothic style, and if you look closely, those who know know that the leader of the East is wearing armor in the style of a forgotten religious group in the Middle Ages---- Teutonic Knights!

His two-meter-tall size made him stand out from the crowd, and his shiny armor fit perfectly on his body.

The left shoulder is a beautifully carved lion's head, and the chest is a whole piece of armor cut from steel, imitating the style of Roman armor, but it has obviously undergone a lot of processing, which is more suitable for human wear, and the thickened and reinforced cuirass is afraid that ordinary people can't bear it at all, and the weight alone can crush people, and there is a long cover on the chest, on which is a black cross is depicted!

It's an exact copy of the costume of the Teutonic Knights! If there is one more point to emphasize, the leader's bull-headed helmet with his wings spread is proof of this.

Looking coldly at the battle group fighting in a group at the bottom of the slope, several deputy regiment commanders couldn't help but speak: "Your Excellency, Honorable Grand Master! Our warriors under your command have won one victory after another, but they will all be tired, and after a while, it is estimated that this group of zombies will send their main army! Please make a decision as soon as possible! He picked up the huge battle axe beside him, easily put it on his shoulder, and slowly suppressed the gesture, and after a while, a large group of knights dressed exactly like their leader began to appear from behind the slope, and the number reached at least more than four hundred!

These knights in medieval armor all rode the incomparably tall war horses, which Grand Master also rode his huge black war horse, lined up in a loose formation, the group of war horses separated into a huge umbrella, after a period of running, the Grand Master suddenly shouted: "For mankind!" All the knights let out this howl in a frenzy, and the attacking knights bypassed their camp and launched a swift surprise attack directly from the flank of the zombie array.

The mutated war horses themselves are huge in size, and after training, they will not be afraid of these zombies at all, and the careful owners have equipped them with strong vests, making these terrifying combat forces more efficient.

Between a few breaths, the herd of war horses rushed into the zombies, and pieces of zombies were pierced and smashed by knights with heavy weapons, or directly knocked into the horses and trampled, countless zombies whined and wailed, although the formation was dense enough, but the low combat power made them destined cannon fodder troops, under the impact of several rounds of knights, like potatoes that had been peeled several layers, slowly revealing the content in the middle, the R2 zombies who did not admit defeat sent their main legion---- more than three hundred M-type zombies, Among them, there are more than a dozen M2 type zombies, and surrounded by hundreds of type I zombies on both wings, this new force has begun to meet the knights!

I didn't pay much attention to these evolved zombies at all, with a bloody body, which Grand Master led his team, went around a big circle, quickly attacked the zombie group on the other side, and continued the terrible killing, the combat power with mobility is different, as the impact increases, the dense array of zombie groups has become a burden, the M-type zombies move slowly, unable to keep up with the pace of the cavalry, and the Type I zombies lose their catalytic support after staying away from the R-type, and can only be trampled and trampled by the war horses in rows, trampled and broken, Then it turned into a corpse in one place, and the occasional type I zombie of the construction work often just pulled down one or two knights, and before they could complete the dismemberment, the other knights surrounded and quickly rescued their companions.

Under the protection of a full set of steel armor, the claws of these zombies become ineffective, and they can't do much damage at all without entering the second form, at most they can only scratch a few notches on the surface of the armor!

The ability of the Type I zombies to comfort is to assault, without speed, they fall one by one in the screaming that they can't do damage to the opponent's armor, axes, maces, and swords, these weapons have become the best tools to take their humble lives, and the fierce knights, under the leadership of their respected leaders, are killing feverishly, and the losses are not nothing, compared to the countless victories achieved, these trivial things will not affect morale at all.

24,000 zombies, now all have become part of the battle record of this knight group, the remaining zombies are all surrounded by their own king, their number has reached a dangerous low, less than a thousand, the human spear team began to slowly approach, the knights also killed the last type I zombie, from the left and right wings of the zombies began to surround over, the surviving zombies are almost all evolutionary, with the sound of the horn, the spearmen camp separated an avenue, Huge figures began to appear, the sky is pitiful, these are the elite troops cultivated by human beings in the apocalypse, but this time, there are no hot weapons, and the crowd that has returned to the era of cold weapons has developed their own ground hand-to-hand combat troops, all of which are composed of huge men who are close to their own big masters, and they are also heavy weapons, two-handed giant hammers and axes forged from stainless steel, and maces with terrible nails, which have become the standard equipment of this elite army, with heavy armor and shields, As if they couldn't feel the weight of the weapon, these giants shook their arms and stood at the front of the spearman array, in the frightened eyes of the spearmen in two rows, the men who had grown in size let out a beast-like roar, no one could see the expressions under these fierce helmets, it is estimated that the kick was beyond mortals, and it was also the appearance of a fierce beast!

The foot knights of less than a hundred people frantically rushed to the opposite front, and before the R-type zombies began to catalyze their men, the M-type zombies had already begun to bleed!

The sharp weapon that has not opened the edge with a huge tiger wind slashed head-on, the heavy war hammer smashed the shoulders of the zombies, shattering their bodies, and even the M-type zombies began to become crumbling under the impact of these giants, not those M2-type zombies withstood this wave of impact, it is estimated that the R-type zombies will be about to be unlucky, the king of zombies has no habit of being tied up, and begging for mercy is not their creed, in a sharp howl, a large group of zombies were catalyzed into the second form, Began to launch a counter-encirclement against the elite troops of the human race, accounting for a large number, hundreds of evolutionary zombies quickly surrounded these heavy armored knights who rushed into formation, and the trapped knights were not stunned, relying on solid shields, forming a shield wall, and began to attract the attacks of the zombies, these fierce men are not like the berserkers who have lost their minds, judging from their quick tactical movements, it is simply the same as the habit formed after many cooperations!

Soon, in front of the zombie group, a shield wall was erected. The zombies knew about the changes in human tactics, so they slammed into the barrier, trying to break through and tear up the living content inside!

With the completion of the encirclement, the Grand Master also raised his battle axe, and with a mighty momentum, countless heavy weapons smashed into the besieged zombie group, losing the original advantage in strength, but instead becoming a fish belly on someone else's board, the desperate and trapped R-type zombies retreated one after another, and in the end, the knights completely surrounded and annihilated this group of zombies.

The head of the R2 zombie was picked up by the Grand Master with a spear, showing the whole army the success of this battle!

Countless steel helmets were thrown into the sky! The crowd cheered and cheered for the brave commander! Standing on the large mountain of corpses, all the members of the Knights took off their helmets, and their faces were enthusiastic and fanatical, and they all bowed their heads reverently to which of their powerful leaders, and recited a strange word: "It is you, the great master, who lead us to slay the evil spirits of the human world!" It's you, with the army of Huaxia to recover the rivers and mountains! It's you, let's win one victory after another! It is your wisdom that keeps us out of the shadow of death! May the Lord bless you! Win all battles! Great Grand Master! ”