"What's the matter?" asked the squad as he looked at the panting scout in front of him.

He didn't like his men to be so flustered, and everyone in Jumuyi knew this.

But since we all know that we are still so flustered, then it is most likely that there is really some urgent military situation.

"Eup, Eup, Zombies, a lot of zombies, they are stepping on the snow during the day, and they are going to various cities!" After saying that, the scout took out the water bag on his waist and poured himself wildly.

"What? zombies appeared in the daytime?!" Xiong Zhong was stunned for a moment, called three of his men, and asked them to ride fast horses and tell the soldiers guarding the city to hurry up and close the gate along the wooden wall.

The beacon is just a simple warning, and the messenger can transmit the information more accurately.

"Could it be that it has evolved again?" the public lost class guessed with a frown, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly welled up in his heart.

The main reason why humans can fight against such monsters is because the other party can't move during the day, which makes the living range of human beings stretched, and human beings can carry out infrastructure projects and engage in the production of various things during the day.

But now, humanity is about to lose its advantage during the day.

"Maybe it's snowing. Ouyang looked at the snow that had gradually accumulated on the wooden wall and said, "The sun is obscured, and the snow makes the temperature drop, which is very suitable for the physiological activities of parasites, so this group of zombies has begun to act during the day." Personally, I think it's a bit more likely. ”

"What then? Isn't that twelve hours a day, and every hour is likely to be attacked?" asked Xiong Zhong with a frown, and a somewhat anxious tone.

I'm sorry, but it's only ten hours now, and your so-called twelve hours are actually shrinking.

"Zombies can't move anymore, they can't even climb the stairs, and with such a high wooden wall, there shouldn't be much of a problem. Ouyang said with relief, "And as long as this abnormal heavy snow passes, the activity time of this group of zombies should return to its previous state."

Even if you don't, don't worry too much, the lifespan of zombies is far worse than the lifespan of people, as long as we can hold on, these zombies will naturally disappear. ”

As soon as Ouyang's words fell, he heard countless "bang-bang" sounds coming from under the wooden wall.

Everyone lowered their heads on the handrails and saw a dense group of zombies surrounding below.

Zombies, it's time to siege the city!

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Yingdu City.

As early as before the snowflakes were bigger, the people in the farmland outside the city were summoned back to the city, and the eight city gates had already laid down the Broken Dragon Stone and sealed it completely.

The ruler of Yingdu City, as if he had expected it, had already arranged everything on the city wall to deal with the siege of the zombies.

"Great King, the number of these monsters is already half a mile away, densely packed under the city, there should be tens of thousands of people. ”

Xiong Sheng looked at the zombies under the city, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and asked respectfully, "Is it possible to pour fire wine now?"

Fire wine is a war resource, higher than ordinary drinking wine, the taste is extremely poor, is specially used by the army to set fire or siege cities.

"There's no hurry. The King of Chu closed his eyes, waved his hand and said, "Haven't you always been curious, the palace is full of Qu Xie's people, why can I come back from the dead and escape, and even screw off Qu Xie's head?"

Xiong Sheng didn't dare to squeak, he was really curious, but he didn't dare to ask directly, so he played a trick and said, "It must be the favor of the God of Melting Fire in the underworld." ”

"Yes, it's the blessing of the god of fire. King Chu opened his eyes, revealing a bright amber luster.

Xiong Sheng was stunned for a moment when he saw King Chu's eyes, and he didn't know what was going on for a while.

I'm just casually bragging it out, is there really something terrible?

Before he could react, he was shocked and even felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"Bai Gong, next, please open your eyes and take a look, our ancestor, Zhu Rong Fire God, what amazing things he has left us!"

After the King of Chu finished speaking, two beautiful antennae with a faint fluorescent yellow color and crystal clear appeared on his forehead, and a pair of huge wings grew from his back, some of which looked like beetle elytra.

"This is ——??!!!" Xiong Sheng seemed to have thought of something, and the answer was on his lips.

King Chu didn't speak, just turned his head and glanced at Xiong Sheng with those amber eyes, and then jumped directly off the city wall.

Jumping off the city wall with the king of Chu without hesitation, there were also hundreds of women with exquisite figures, but they didn't know where they came from.

Their outfits were basically the same as those black-clothed women who stayed in the palace to protect Qu Yanji, and they all covered their faces with black veils.

Immediately afterwards, in the dull gaze of those people on the city wall, the king of Chu and the women who jumped off the city wall were like a group of lions entering the flock, and those hateful zombies had no ability to resist, so they could only be screwed off their heads one by one by the king of Chu.

"That's what it is...... Ancestor Zhu Rong Fire God, did you leave us the strength?"

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Jumu-eup.

In the face of the siege of this group of zombies, everyone was actually not so panicked, they were still quite confident in the wooden wall built with their hard-working hands, but they were a little surprised that the zombies would appear in the daytime.

As Ouyang said, this group of zombies struggled to even climb the stairs of the first floor, let alone climb the city wall.

Although the huge number of zombies had filled in the three layers of trenches in front of them (of course, it could also be filled by the heavy snow), everyone still had to do what they should do, and they didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

The harvest that should be harvested, the fire that should breathe fire, and the drill that should be drilled, only a few teams of soldiers stationed on the city wall always keep an eye on the zombies gnawing around the wooden wall, to prevent them from pouring into the city wall in the posture of "stacking Arhats" because there are too many piles of ground.

The three trenches were just the "first line of defense" that was easily created when the wooden wall was filled, and they were not intended to play a big role.

This group of zombies seems to be just the very low-level zombies that everyone encountered on the first night, they don't have super regeneration abilities, and they don't grow any tentacles from the severed limbs.

The only thing that proves that they are not inferior is that they do not leave limbs.

As they move forward, they step on deep snow and sink their feet, and occasionally zombies fall due to the unstable center of gravity of their feet in the snow.

They symbolically struggled for a moment after falling to the ground, and then could not get up again, and then drowned in the rush of corpses behind them.

Especially in the three-story trench, not only did the zombies fall into it because of the huge drop depression, but also countless zombies fell.

It was obviously a series of sinking trenches, but it was strangely formed a bulge because of the landfill that the zombies kept falling into, and it became a series of ridges, and then tripped countless zombies.

There's always something indescribably funny about this kind of scene.

And the zombies who can avoid those three hurdles, do not fall and finally walk under the wooden wall, can be said to be the "elite" among the zombies.

Ouyang was willing to call them "elite monsters".

But even so, they couldn't step over the three-meter-high wooden wall, so they could only rub underneath.

The demented appearance of them rubbing against the wooden wall, hitting the wooden wall, and gnawing on the wooden wall is so reassuring.

The tireless movements of the zombies always have an indescribable sense of tranquility, which can make people stare at it all the time, and then follow it in a daze, which is quite magical.

"Disperse, disperse, there's nothing to see. A non-commissioned officer beckoned, "Leave a few people to watch and don't accumulate too ......much."

"Bang!"

Before the sergeant could finish speaking, a sturdy-looking zombie began to hit the wooden wall with a dull sound.

Unlike other zombies that slammed their heads against the wooden wall, this zombie clenched its hands into fists and kept hammering the wooden wall like a normal person slamming the door.

"That's, a bit like the Cheng blacksmith of Lou Yi?" said a soldier standing on a wooden wall.

Nowadays, a large part of the soldiers in Jumuyi are young and strong people who are "exiled" from other cities, so they can recognize some of their "fellow villagers" from the zombies in Jumuyi, which is also one of their few interests.

"Isn't that a bit exaggerated?" the other soldiers couldn't help but say.

"Cheng Blacksmith is a particularly famous strong man in our town, and he is hard to resist with seven or eight men when he wrestles with a long rope on weekdays, and he was a little bigger before. Another soldier also spoke, listening to his tone, it should also be from Lou Yi.

"Bang!"

The blacksmith zombie kept hammering against the wooden wall, making a terrifying sound, somewhat similar to the impact of metal, and a bit like rubbing something against the blackboard.

This shrill sound seemed to irritate the other zombies, who seemed a little restless, and used their heads to rub against the thick wood more mundanely.

"Did the wooden wall just move?" asked one of the soldiers.

"Like...... Is there a point?" the other soldier nodded uncertainly.

"Bang!"

As if summoned by some kind of duty, the blacksmith kept hammering the wooden wall with increasing frequency.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

At first, everyone was only vaguely aware and uncertain, but as the frequency of the "blacksmith zombie" striking, the soldiers standing on the wooden wall felt that the wooden platform under their feet seemed to be a little unstable.

"Isn't it?" Xiong Zhong also noticed something unusual, and immediately rushed to this wooden wall, frowning and looking at the "blacksmith zombie" below, "Could it be that such a strong city wall will also be breached?"

If there is a zombie that can shake such a wooden wall, then there will be a second, a third, a fourth.

The number of zombies is innumerable, and if this continues, sooner or later, the wooden wall will be torn down, completely exposing the entire field of Jumuyi to the wild, and people's living space will also be compressed into the city.