As soon as the forerunners put the plank boat on their heads, countless arrows fell from the sky.

Fortunately, the plank ship was strong enough and the wood at the bottom was very thick, and the arrows of the "living dead" did not shoot directly through the plank.

But there are too many of them, and these arrows also have weight, and the wooden ship is getting heavier and heavier.

Wang Qiang struggled to carry the plank behind his back, and in the cold mountainside, the beads of sweat on his forehead were connected into a piece, straight to his eyes.

"Lao Lin, do you see anything? I've been hiding like this, this thing is getting heavier and heavier, and I'll make it all for us when I turn around! ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and shook off the beads of sweat twice, and just saw the live broadcast equipment hanging on his chest, and the barrage was rolling on it.

"Seriously, fat brother, you are a little weak, go out and let the anchor give you the number and pulse, and prescribe some Chinese medicine to make up for it!"

"Isn't it time for the anchor to make a move? It's about to be cornered. ”

"I guess this is a real G, this battle has caught up with the war, the opposite side is pressing, and it is still invulnerable, who can withstand it?"

"Originally, there were not enough manpower, and just now the main force of a rescue team was broken, and this may really be suspended."

"Remember today's day, and my brother will burn you some good past in the coming year."

"Fat brother, I'll burn a girl group to accompany you!"

Wang Qiang didn't fight when he saw these barrages.

"None of you are looking forward to our well? It's all here, and you're still having fun with us? ”

"Fat brother, don't be angry, we're kidding, in fact, everyone has summed it up, look at Brother Li in good times, watch Sister Lu underwater, watch experts in ordinary times, and watch anchors in desperate situations!"

"It's just that if you don't reach a desperate situation, you can't force out the strongest state of the anchor!"

Wang Qiang nodded helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Okay, you can do it one by one, and you've made it up for us, so what about me? When are you looking at me? ”

"When you're having fun, you have to watch the fat guy!"

"Agreed!"

“+1”

Wang Qiang smacked his head.

"Okay, then I'll show you some fun, fat brother!"

As he spoke, the whole person jerked upward, freed his hand, pulled out the sapper shovel from behind him, and beckoned to the heavily armored sergeant holding the shield in the first row.

The heavily armored samurai in front of him was making a mechanical slashing motion, and he shoveled down and cut off half of his arm.

It's not the same as a wound after a shooting.

The blade of the sapper shovel was sharp and neat, and from the cut of the severed limb, it could be seen that there was a mass of lotus silk, which was also cut off on the ground.

"Oh, is this thing Nezha becoming? The body is like a lotus root, and the lotus root is broken after a knife. ”

Wang Qiang teased in his mouth, and waved the sapper shovel in his hand between the arrows falling.

"Lao Wang, come back soon, I know how to deal with these things!"

Lin Yi shouted loudly behind him.

When Wang Qiang heard this, he immediately took his arm back, turned his head against the wooden boat again and asked:

"Come on, how are you going to kill this thing, damn, it's still a tactic with me, I just want to its ancestors for eighteen generations now!"

As long as he is involved in the military, Wang Qiang's inner desire to win becomes extremely strong.

Abu Du on the side, Li Li and the other two Lan Yun brothers were the same.

These old men with military plots regard winning or losing on the battlefield as more important than their own lives.

"The weakness of these things is in their heads."

"Isn't that like a zombie? If you order a piece of bacon? ”

"Not really!"

Lin Yi denied it.

"They have worms in their heads!"

"Bugs? What bugs? ”

"The hundred-legged zombie silkworm, a very powerful branch of the evil art is called the 'Gu technique', and these 'living dead' are the 'zombie silkworm Gu'."

At the mention of Gu Technique, everyone's hearts suddenly trembled.

Whether it is the past dynasties, Gu art is a very mysterious existence.

In most people's minds, these things are just legends and codified stories.

Seeing it with their own eyes today is indeed a bit beyond their understanding.

Fortunately, I saw a lot of strange things along the way, and I quickly got used to it.

"The main thing is that we will smash their heads open and take out the 'hundred-legged zombie silkworms' inside, and they will immediately lose power."

"But in this battle in front of us, we are the people, how long do we have to do it?" Xiao Liu behind him complained.

Lin Yi freed up a hand and pointed to the huge sculpture opposite.

"See that? We're going to fight our way through the blood, get close to the statue, and I'll take care of the rest! ”

"Comrade Xiaolin, we old guys can't help you, but we still have some strength, help you hold this boat, you just rush forward!"

"Yes, we have our full support in the rear!"

Listening to the panting but passionate words of the three old experts, Wang Qiang was the first to rush forward.

"So what are you waiting for? Spread your arms and do it! ”

As he spoke, he rushed forward, holding the knife-wielding arm of the "living dead" with one hand, cursing the grass and mud horse in his mouth, and slapped it sideways with force, knocking off the helmet of the shield-wielding warrior.

A bloodless and expressionless human face was revealed, just like the people he had seen in the ice cave before.

Without saying a word, he picked up the sapper shovel and pestled it towards his head.

The head was like papier-mâché, and it rolled to the ground at the touch of it.

From the severed head of the "living dead" crawled a mollusk half a finger long, dark and shiny, covered with tiny and short gastropods.

"Come out of Lao Lin! It's just a silkworm-like thing! ”

As he spoke, Wang Qiang stepped on it without hesitation.

A pool of black blood suddenly appeared under his feet, and the "hundred-legged zombie silkworm" was trampled into a shriveled piece of flesh.

The shield-wielding warrior in front of him stood on the spot, and immediately stopped moving.

"Sample, I can't point to you!"

Wang Qiang scooped up the silkworm corpse on the ground with a sapper shovel and gestured to the people behind him:

"See, as long as you hit this thing, you can unplug this kid's power."

Seeing this, Lin Yi hurriedly stopped:

"Throw it down, this thing isn't dead!"

"Not dead?"

Wang Qiang turned his head to take a look, and saw that the shriveled silkworm corpse in his hand had a three-petal mouth, revealing six rows of fine teeth, and gnawed towards his hand.

Frightened, he hurriedly threw this thing on the ground, stepped on it several times with strong feet, and then slapped it several times with a shovel.

"Damn, I've been trampled on by Lao Tzu, and I'm not dead yet!"

"The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, this thing is not dead at all, it must be burned with fire!"

Lin Yi admonished.

Without saying a word, Wang Qiang took out a lighter from his pocket, lit a fire, and the "hundred-legged zombie silkworm" that had been photographed into a skin rolled in the fire a few times before it was finally burned into a piece of charcoal.

Seeing this, the previous few people also followed suit, and soon made a breakthrough.

Lin Yi's two daggers did not have an advantage, so he simply snatched two sharp blades from the hands of the "living dead" and killed them all the way.

The logistics team behind him had to bear the heavier and heavier wooden boats, and also shoulder the heavy responsibility of burning the zombie silkworms, and they did not dare to be sloppy at all.

The second layer of the Zhige samurai was rigid and sluggish, and without the cover of the front row, their combat effectiveness quickly declined.

The archers had no advantage in close combat, and soon fell under the slashing of everyone.

At this moment, the cavalry phalanx, which had been standing still behind him, began to charge.

(End of chapter)