lost book

Chapter 7
城门
Every two meters there is a city guard carrying a bow and arrow, and the space between them is full of quiver, counting a little, and each space is at least [-], just waiting for the zombies to attack the city, and use the overwhelming arrow rain to kill the zombies anytime, anywhere. Killed outside the city gate.

There was a burst of drumming at the west gate, and night had arrived.

Outside the south city gate, the horrible-looking corpse struggled up from the pit, used its skinny claws to dig open the soil pressing down on the body, roared towards the gate, and slowly gathered into a small wave of seven or eight zombies.

On the big tree, the snow-white female wolf pressed her body against the wolf cub so as not to fall, gently scratched the tree trunk with her left front paw, and watched the small corpse tide away with a low growl, slowly curled up into a ball, and her body became weak , lightly pressing the baby wolf with its paws, panting with its eyes slightly closed.

On the city wall, Ning Fan stood solemnly on the city gate, staring straight at the outside of the city gate, his hands ready to move, although he really wanted to shoot an arrow, but he couldn't help it, he was still a new city guard, and tonight was mainly to observe how the old city guards were doing. To deal with the incoming zombies, I can only stand by, unless there are some who attack the city gate, I can pick up and kill a few.

On the city gate, there was a temporary table and a temporary reclining chair. Wang Qiang put the wolfberry into the freshly boiled hot water. After a while, an indescribable smell came from the entire city wall. Several city guards nearby Inhaling sharply through the nose, Ning Fan was tortured standing by the side!

"Soaking wolfberries to meet the tide of zombies, tonight I will show you my unique skill of becoming an army commander," Wang Qiang sipped wolfberries, and there were bursts of swallowing sounds from around.

As he spoke, he took out a 1.2-meter-long sickle from under the table, and the image of a green skull was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, full of domineering.

Outside the city gate, seven or eight ordinary zombies have gathered together and are wandering 100 meters outside the city gate. Obviously, the intimidation skills of the two wolf beads on the left and right of the city gate stopped this group of leaderless zombies. .

As he spoke, he carried a bow and arrow and a quiver on his back, held a green sickle in his right hand, and slid down the rope on the city wall.

Ning Fan stared at Commander Wang closely, and the fifty city guards also pulled away their bows and arrows. He knew that he was a strong man who could become a commander, and he was also worried about whether he would be careless. Dozens of people's names were engraved on the city wall, including the commanders of the south gate and the commanders of the east gate and west gate. They all died of provocative zombies, and their names were engraved to warn the three commanders and the city guards.

"Look, I'll let you know what unique skills I can do as a commander!" Wang Qiang walked to a place 30 meters away from the zombies with a green sickle in his hand, waving the sickle, as if he wanted to rush up to harvest a few Zombies, and the zombies roared a hundred meters away, fear surrounded the zombies' little rationality, and stopped.

Wang Qiang waved the sickle more than a dozen times, and after warming up, he shouted: "Zombies take their lives!" Throwing away the sickle, took off the bow and arrow on his back, took out three arrows from the quiver, nocked the arrow, previewed it, and aimed at it. Three dumb humanoid zombies shot at them, three arrows hit the head, struggled a bit, and fell to the ground.

A female zombie nearby was stunned for a while, then picked up a headshot zombie and swallowed it. The skinny female zombie gradually felt like flesh and blood, and screamed to expel the other four stupid zombies, enjoying the dead zombies alone.

Promoted to a poisonous woman zombie, spray venom on the ground, and those who touch it will die in pain.

(End of this chapter)