The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 379

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"My lord, we only have enough to eat for two days, it's time to go back!" Zhang Meng couldn't help reminding the horse galloping on the official road.

They have already run far enough, they have visited several counties in Gu Meng Mansion, but unfortunately there are no living people in the city.

But this does not mean that they will return without success.

Although the villages near the official road have all suffered disasters, there are always one or two lucky villages struggling to survive under the siege of zombies.

Zombies are dead things after all, as long as the people unite as one, and with the help of the right time and place, it is not impossible to prevent zombies.

Hearing Zhang Meng's reminder, Zhao Yanxun also knew that he should go back.

They have been out for five days, this time is not short, there are many things waiting for him to deal with in the palace.

It seems that the search for survivors still has to rely on the army to conduct a large-scale search. The search efficiency of their group is too low.

Just as Zhao Yanxun was thinking about it, a faint shout came from his ear, which made him suspend the idea of ​​returning.

"There seems to be smoke in front!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.

Zhao Yanxun heard or saw someone in the previous two times, and the people below all believed in his judgment.

Now that the village has been discovered again, it is not a bad idea to stop by and take a look, it is just a delay of half a day.

If there is a village, you can also add some food in the village.

Zhao Yanxun's perception is particularly sensitive. Although he heard the movement with his ears, he followed the sound to find it, and traveled five or six miles all the way to the source.

Standing on the hillside, they could clearly see that there was an existence in the valley, and it seemed that there were quite a few of them.

At least seven No. 80 zombies are currently hitting the fence at the stone bridge at the entrance of the village.

On the other side of the fence, a dozen or so young and strong supported the big, sturdy log and pressed it tightly against the fence.

If they weren't behind it, the wooden fence would have collapsed under the impact of dozens of zombies.

In fact, there is another wall in front of the wooden fence, but it has been pushed down by zombies now.

The young and strong in front of them are standing against the fence, and they persevere with a difficult expression. They are under great pressure and at the same time bear great risks.

The first line of defense is over, and they don't know how long this second line of defense can last.

Of course, there is a third line of defense behind this fence, which is also their last guarantee.

The third line of defense is made of a piece of repelling horses. Dozens of young and strong are guarding it with spears, and they are ready to fight.

"Why hasn't the person who made the fire come back?"

"I just said, it's time to tear down this broken bridge, look how troublesome it is now..."

To fight against zombies, besides water, you can also use fire. There is no high-pressure water gun at the moment, but setting fire can be achieved.

The young and strong behind the fence persisted desperately, but they could not hold on to the fence itself.

As long as the zombies hit violently a few more times, they will definitely be unable to defend against them.

"Here they come, they are carrying firewood!" someone shouted.

As long as you set a fire on the bridge, you can block the zombies, and it is not impossible to be burned to death by them all.

Sure enough, a large group of people came from behind, it can be said that men, women and children went to battle together, all of them were holding things like hay and wood, and several people held torches.

Soon, these people appeared at the head of the bridge and hurried towards the fence.

"Hurry up..." the young men at the fence roared.

The men and women holding the firewood filled the bridge with firewood enduring the fear, and the next thing was to wait for the fire to be lit.

I saw an old man with grizzled hair standing among the horses with a torch in his hand, shouting angrily, "Hold on a little longer!"

After saying that, he threw the torch out, and the dry firewood was ignited immediately, and then a raging fire broke out.

The young and strong who continue to support the fence must endure the scorching behind them, and they can only leave when the fire burns.

"Be patient!" the white-haired old man clenched his fists and said.

"what……"

The young and strong shouted that they had indeed reached their limit, and even if they could hold the fence, they couldn't carry it anymore.

"withdraw……"

When they heard the word "withdraw" from the village, the young adults lost their pressure and fled to the left and right.

With the fire behind them, they could only flee left and right, jump into the river and swim ashore.

With no support from anyone, and only a few wooden pillars to hold them back, these zombies quickly pushed down the fence.

They rushed forward quickly, but finally stopped in front of the fire, one by one roaring angrily.

"You bastards, do you have the ability to come here?" A young man among the rejecting horses roared angrily.

Naturally, the zombies would not come over, so they kept yelling at the people in the village through the fire.

Besides, the young and strong people who jumped into the river, they have already landed on the bank at this moment.

The whole river is only more than ten feet wide, but this inconspicuous river keeps the zombies out for the village.

In addition to the dozens of zombies on the bridge, there are also many zombies wandering by the river bank, but they dare not cross the river bank.

The zombies were stopped in front of the fire, seemingly stopped, but the violent zombies kept wandering on the bridge, but they kept squeezing the bottom fence.

But most of the people in the village were so immersed in the joy of victory that they didn't notice this small detail at all.

Finally, under the constant squeezing of the zombies, the fence fell directly off the bridge, and then... across the two banks.

Everyone was stunned, and then the village head shouted: "Quick...quickly get the wooden frame up!"

But it was too late, the zombies were already scattered by the river, and they climbed up the fence as soon as it fell.

If there is one, there are two. When the young adults returned to the river, a zombie had already rushed over.

"Ouch..."

With a howl, the young and strong man who ran down was terrified, and at this moment he even stepped back again and again.

Fortunately, at this time, the village chief had sent spearmen down, but when they arrived, the zombies had already started chasing people down.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the people scattered and fled. This scene made the village chief extremely desperate.

He patted his thighs and shouted: "Young and old, you must do your best to drive these monsters away, otherwise the village will be over... we all have to die!"

The old and weak women and children were still at large, but the young and strong stopped in their tracks. They knew that what the village chief said made sense.

Picking up a wooden stick, the elderly village head also went on it himself.

"Remove the fence first, so no more monsters can come over!"

In just ten seconds, seven or eight zombies had already crossed the river, and the young and strong were fighting with them with weapons.

More zombies were still crossing the river, and dozens of zombies had already surrounded the fence.

In fact, the situation has gotten out of control, and now the village head only has the determination to delay for a little longer for the old and young in the village.

"Kill..." The old village head rushed forward holding a wooden stick.

But the rushing zombies easily threw him to the ground, and then lay down on him, ready to bite.

The village head propped up the wooden stick with both hands to block, but he was still gradually approached by the zombies.

Seeing that he was about to be bitten on the face, suddenly there was a sound of "breaking through the air", and then the old village chief saw an arrow piercing through the zombie's head.

(End of this chapter)