Maybe it's really because he has slept for hundreds of years, or maybe because he received too much information in the half day he woke up, Qi Wanli had insomnia without accident.

He tossed and turned on the not very comfortable bed, his mind full of the words that Fang Bajiu said tonight and the plan proposed by Dark Yuan.

Too much bizarre, too much variation, but it makes everything seem less palatable.

After a long period of insomnia, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent, and there were bright lights flashing, and it seemed that many people were running by with flashlights and kerosene lamps.

Qi Wanli was in good spirits, he sat up from the bed, put on the leather coat left for him by Tian Yuanxing, and walked out of the tent.

Although the camp was noisy, it was not chaotic, not a single old and weak woman or child appeared here, all of them were sturdy young and middle-aged soldiers. They rushed in one direction, as if something particularly important was happening there.

As soon as Qi Wanli walked out of the tent, he heard Tian Yuanxing's greeting, he saw Tian Yuanxing walking to the edge of his tent with a flashlight, and said: "Brother Wanli, it's nothing, you go back and sleep, it's just a group of night corpses." ”

"Night corpses?" Qi Wanli remembered that Fang Bajiu had mentioned this term when he took him to the place where the supplies were kept, saying that the night corpses would come to steal food at night.

"Yes, it's a monster, we're familiar with it. Tian Yuanxing couldn't see a little panic on his face, "But they are not small, you better not watch the excitement, you don't understand the laws of their actions, in case you get hurt, it's not good." ”

The meaning of the words is obvious, you are here to drag your feet.

Qi Wanli was about to turn back to the tent, but suddenly heard an exclamation from the crowd.

Then, a young man who looked to be in his twenties walked towards Tian Yuanxing and shouted, "Brother Tian! Something is wrong! There seem to be dozens of night corpses!"

Tian Yuanxing frowned when he heard this, he thought for a while, and said to Qi Wanli: "If there are really dozens of night corpses, it is not safe for you to stay in the tent, so you should follow me......"

Before they could finish speaking, they heard a loud noise from the crowd in front of them, and someone shouted at them, "Be careful!"

Tian Yuanxing and Qi Wanli's bodies tensed at the same time, only to see that at some point, a swift figure rushed out from the encirclement of the warriors of the White Bear Tribe, and bumped into it like a fly without a head, and by the light of the fire in the camp, Qi Wanli roughly saw the appearance of this monster, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

The name "Night Corpse" is very much in line with the appearance of this monster, its entire torso and limbs are the same as those of a human, but most of its skin is rotten, and its whole body is skinny and bone-covered, and it crawls on the ground with two hands and two feet at the same time. It has no eyes on its face, but it has a mouth that occupies most of its face, and its mouth shows its fangs.

With only one or two breaths, this night corpse rushed out of more than ten meters and came to Qi Tian and the two, although Qi Wanli was good, he knew that he didn't know much about this disgusting monster, and he didn't want to help kill it at all, so he chose to retreat quickly very wisely, Tian Yuanxing was up to him, and he didn't know when there was a thick iron rod in his hand, and lightning was like a lightning bolt towards the night corpse.

Qi Wanli's eyes lit up, Tian Yuanxing's pumping is very particular, his power point, force distance and footwork are very scientific, this is not something that can be practiced by one's own blind practice, there must be a special inheritance, like he will have a special coach in the police force to explain these fighting movements. It seems that the inheritance of "martial artists" in this world is not just as simple as practicing brute force.

In the face of Tian Yuanxing's attack, the night corpse subconsciously chose to dodge, but the iron rod followed like a shadow, closely following the figure of the night corpse, chasing after it, and hitting it heavily on the back.

"Boom!", the knock made a metallic clash, and the rotting skin of the night corpse did not open its flesh under the powerful blow, but it let out a terrible crow-like scream, and then its body tilted and fell to the ground.

"The skin of the night corpses is very hard, and ordinary people may not be able to break it with a machete, but their internal organs are very fragile, as long as they are strong enough to hit them, they can be knocked out with an iron rod. Their hearts are located in the middle of their bodies, and although the place I just knocked on is its back, the force can penetrate its chest, and it can break its heart, and it can kill it in one fell swoop. ”

Tian Yuanxing swept the iron rod in his hand, smiled at Qi Wanli, and then said, "You reacted quite quickly. Come with me, stand at the back of the crowd for a while, and don't be left alone. ”

The tribal warriors blocked the entrance to the camp, each with an iron rod in their hands, chasing and beating the night corpses that were scurrying around, and at their feet, seven or eight corpses of the night corpses were already lying down.

But these night corpses were agile and sharp-toothed, and they also scratched several tribal warriors. What's more, these night corpses seemed to be inexhaustible, and they kept coming out of the darkness and rushing towards the camp.

Tian Yuanxing said in a deep voice: "Night corpses are the most common kind of monsters on all continents, they travel at night, they can't think, and only rely on the instinct of eating. They have a keen sense of hearing, and are targeted by human settlements. But under normal circumstances, most of the night corpses act alone, at most in groups of three or five looking for food, it is extremely rare to appear in large numbers like this, it seems that Mr. Fang's inference is not wrong, this year's monsters are not normal. ”

gave Qi Wanli some precautions again, and Tian Yuanxing did not accompany him anymore. As an important member of the tribe's warriors, he walked to the front with an iron rod. The night corpses do not have a strong jumping power, but they are as pervasive as rats and cockroaches, so the tribal warriors form four lines of defense, and the warriors behind them have to hunt down the night corpses that leak through the front line.

Qi Wanli found that not every tribal warrior could be like Tian Yuanxing, and they often couldn't hit the vital point of the night corpse at once, and sometimes even missed. Qi Wanli estimated it himself, and found that even if he was twenty-five or sixteen years old and had the best physical fitness, he might not be able to guarantee a hit on every scurrying night corpse in the dark night, and it seemed that Tian Yuanxing was indeed a very powerful player.

Soon, the entrance of the camp was full of corpses of night corpses, and some tribal warriors looked down among the corpses with iron rods, and when they found any night corpses that were not completely dead, they made up for them.

Just like Tian Yuanxing said, they are already very comfortable dealing with this kind of monster, even if the number is far beyond the normal level, but with their rich experience, they can still deal with it in an orderly manner.

But for some reason, Qi Wanli looked at the night corpses that were still pouring in at night, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"They have leaders. ”

Fang Bajiu's voice sounded beside Qi Wanli, he didn't know when he had come here, but he just watched quietly and didn't make a move. He was still wearing the thick reading glasses, and his eyes were cast into the dark night, and his expression was very serious.

Qi Wanli remembered that Tian Yuanxing said that the White Bear tribe chose to move this time because it found that the leader began to appear among the monsters.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the night corpses stopped rushing forward headlessly, and the still alive night corpses gathered at a barely visible distance in the dark night not far from the camp, a little agitated. They bared their teeth and scratched their ears and cheeks, like a group of deformed monkeys.

Then, there was a scream behind them, and with this scream, a shadow suddenly swept through the sky, and the gathered night corpses screamed again and pounced.

"Oh no, it's a mutated night demon!" Fang Bajiu snorted and shouted loudly, "Watch out for the top of your head!"

But his shout was a little slower, and just as the tribal warriors were about to meet the resurging horde of night corpses, a strange night corpse with bat-like wings and extraordinarily sharp and slender claws descended from the sky, grabbed a tribal warrior, and then flapped its wings and quickly rose into the air, and a few seconds later, the tribal warrior screamed and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and passing out.

This leader, who was called the Night Demon by Fang Bajiu, moved much faster than ordinary night corpses, and seemed to be very intelligent. After knocking a person unconscious, it no longer tried to catch anyone, but continued to sweep through the crowd at breakneck speed, harassing with its sharp claws, and choosing the position of the line of defense against the most night corpses. Soon, a large number of night corpses broke through the first and second lines of defense and attacked the rear.

Even Tian Yuanxing, who was skillful, was caught by the night demon with several blood marks on his body, and a blood hole with deep bones appeared on his shoulder, and even the movement of wielding an iron rod was much slower, but he still gritted his teeth and fought desperately.

Fang Bajiu cursed and took off his reading glasses.

In the next second, the ground trembled slightly, Fang Bajiu rose from the ground, and jumped more than four meters high at once, and the direction in which he jumped was just to meet the night demon flying from a low altitude.

With a bang, Fang Bajiu's basin-sized fist slammed into the night demon's chest, and the night demon reacted very quickly, its flesh wings spread, and it stopped in the air, it knew that it couldn't avoid this punch, so it lowered its head and met it with its head. The heavy punch hit the top of the night demon's head, making a loud noise, and the night demon was knocked back several meters in the air, but he didn't seem to be hurt too much, and immediately turned around and flew away.

Fang Bajiu, who had finished punching, fell back to the ground heavily, frowning: "This guy's head is too hard, right?"

However, then, it was difficult for Fang Bajiu to hit this night demon again. It knew that there was such a master in the crowd, and after that, it had been flying away from Fang Bajiu, of course, in this way, it could no longer harass the crowd as much as it wanted, and the defense line of the tribal warriors gradually stabilized.

However, in the chaos just now, some night corpses broke through the defense line and rushed to the camp.