zombie land

In the grass, how could Musley, who was able to see the whole battle situation clearly with a not-so-high-powered telescope, not notice the people slowly approaching their camp.The excitement in his heart even made his hand holding the telescope tremble.

"What's wrong?" Ryan, the old man beside him, asked.

Musrei shook his head, put the telescope in Ryan's hand, and stood up without warning.Although still submerged in the tall grass, it still surprised those around it.

"Village head?" They couldn't help calling out in amazement. They are in a very good situation at the moment. Maybe, maybe they can succeed... Undoubtedly this is the voice of everyone. If they can rule this land again, it will not be easy. It is because they have regained their dominant position, and it is not because of the competition with zombies, but a kind of freedom. They are also comfortable in the village, and they may not be in any danger even when they grow old, but they chose to fight with Musley The reason for the expedition is very simple. They want to be free. It is a shackle of the soul. It does not lie in the number of zombies or the size of the land they occupy, but only in the heart. Open your eyes... But at such a moment, Musrei's sudden stand-up undoubtedly caused everyone's hearts to tremble. What happened?

"I'm fine, I have a companion..." Musrei didn't care about anything else, so he left this unbelievable sentence and ran out of the grass.

Ryan held the binoculars and looked in the direction of Musley's running, and saw a blood-red figure, close to the wall of the castle, advancing slowly, occasionally black plasma splashed on the man's body, that The person will pause for a moment and brush away slightly. Although this action does not have any effect, the person keeps doing it.

"Everyone is fighting with all their heart, and the village chief is going to save someone on the battlefield..." Ryan put down his binoculars and said to the still hesitant crowd.

Obviously, the restlessness subsided instantly.

Ryan shook his head aside, "After all, you are young and energetic." He couldn't help sighing.

Undoubtedly, the most important thing on the battlefield is people's hearts, and the direction of people's hearts is the direction of victory. Just now, Musley left after leaving a word. As the leader of this battle, he left without explaining the reason. Such behavior is Taboo.

However, it is good to be young and young!Ryan sighed again. He could only sit in the grass and investigate the enemy's situation. Even though his old bones were itchy from the screams around him, he couldn't move!

When Licutus reached the bottom of the city wall, he stopped in a daze, squatting slowly, and the howling of zombies in his ears made his eardrums ache.

There is nothing to rely on on the next section of the road. On such a battlefield, those trebuchets don't have eyes. If they die on the battlefield like this, one stone can end his persistence... This is too ridiculous...

Likatus buried his head in his knees as he thought so, and hugged his whole body into a ball. He was neither strong nor great, and he didn't want to die like this, even if he died, at least... Likatus squeezed the fist Aquarius, whether it is the reason for greed for life or fear of death, is also one of the reasons.

"Less!"

A voice is so clear in a noisy atmosphere.

Likatus looked up suddenly.

Then I saw Musley rushing out of the grass alone.

Surprised in his heart, Licutus had already stood up... He opened his mouth to call out to be careful, but he didn't make a sound until Musreh stood in front of him safely.

"Hurry up, it's too dangerous here, let's go!" With short breaths and quick words, Musreh said so and dragged Likatus forward.

In fact, the road was not long, and it was not as dangerous as Licates thought. It's just that if you can't take the first step, how can there be the next road?

The pain from the blades of grass scratching his face made Licartes startle as he recalled the scene of him and Musley fleeing five years ago. In the blink of an eye, it was five years.

When he came to the core of the human army, Licates was at a loss. He didn't know where the people in the iron fence were, and he didn't know whether the people here knew those ugly words or facts.

"Let me see, are you okay, Likatus?" Musrei clasped Likatus' shoulders with excited hands, his eyes and face were full of smiles.

But when those eyes came into contact with the blood-red robe, their eyes darkened slightly, as if thinking of something, and the smile seemed to be mixed with something at that moment, helplessness and bitterness...

But the battlefield is a battlefield after all, a zombie suddenly attacked, amidst a burst of horrified screams, this time the bright red blood stained everyone's eyes...

A strong man was lying on his back on the ground. Although the attacking zombies had been eliminated, the man held his neck and looked at everyone in despair.

The bitter eyes stared blankly at the sky, and for a moment, the man called out a name to the sky, maybe it was his child's name, maybe it was his lover, his voice was full of despair.

"Kill me, quick!" The man seemed to have vented enough, begging his companions in a slightly hoarse voice.

There was a circle of people around the man with sad expressions. Musrei pushed aside the crowd and looked at the man with a piece of flesh and blood on his neck...

"Village Chief!" The man called out bitterly, "Kill me!" With a firm tone, yes, he would rather die than become a zombie and hurt the people he loves.

Musrei closed his eyes slightly, his face was as cold as a layer of frost, and then he slowly drew a dagger from the test.

The war is still going on, but in this place, time seems to be forbidden. People are motionless in mourning, and the sound of the blade leaving the sheath is like a prelude to mourning, so piercing that it makes people want to cry.

"Musray." At this moment, Licutes shouted, holding the bottle of purple liquid tightly in his hand. He believed in the words of blood mourning, and he didn't even doubt the liquid medicine in the bottle. Could it be another highly contagious poison...

Everyone turned around and looked at this strange, blood-red boy.

"Let me try, maybe I can save him!" Licutus said seriously.

Musrei looked at Likatus' firm eyes for a long time, then nodded slowly, "Okay!"

There was undoubtedly some whispering in the crowd, no doubt somewhere, there would always be doubts... not about Musley, but about this young man whom he had never seen before.After all, it was the life of a companion.

But now, apart from believing, there seems to be no other way. The existing methods are all dead...

Licutus took out the bottle of purple liquid in front of everyone, not much, one bottle slowly in a long test tube... I don't know how much medicine is at a time, but looking at the bottle, Likatus Carters poured a drop into the man's mouth...

If it is really the antidote, then undoubtedly this bottle of medicine has a very special meaning. He doesn't know if there is still blood mourning, but subconsciously he told himself that this should be the only one... only save the ones that need to be saved Medicine for people!

At this time, the face of the injured man was already gray and black, and the black and blue gradually spread, making the onlookers hold their breath... Undoubtedly, if they are unsuccessful, they must kill him immediately...

And just when the black and blue completely covered the man's face, and the man was trembling all over, when the onlookers had already put their hands on the short knives around their waists... the man's body suddenly arched, Like an arch bridge...

Then, an incredible thing happened, the blackness slowly faded away, and the breathing gradually became steady... The people around couldn't help being stunned...

It was Musrei who came back to his senses first. He glanced at Likatus beside him, and then said, "Quickly, bandage the wound."

With this cry, the onlookers woke up.

Someone said, "Finally, you don't have to worry about being bitten by zombies and turning into zombies!!" The eager and excited voice immediately resonated with the majority of people, and the crowd hidden around them became commotion... morale increased Excited...

The cheers on the other side of the battlefield may have been too loud, Murli frowned, "It seems that it succeeded, leader!" Murray said to Xuesang, but doubts arose in his heart.

Murray turned his head and glanced at Xuesang, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Boss, can you really control zombies with brain waves?" This may be the question of all intelligent zombies, because they cannot be controlled, so they can't I don't know whether those ordinary zombies are controlled or not, but it can be clearly seen from the few times they have been seen that blood death can be done.

Xuesang smiled at himself, "It depends on the will, the so-called control also has a price! If you want to ask why I don't directly control the zombies to make them submit to humans, there are many reasons... Some things, maybe Human beings prefer to solve it by themselves... so you can rest assured!" Xuesang said so, glanced at the green grass again, and finally turned and left the high platform.

Murray wiped his nose, picked up the dirty child who had been playing on the ground for a long time, "It seems that we have to leave quickly, little boy, if the leader repents and wants me to die together, I won't be able to play with you in the future! Will Xiaoguai be sad?" Murray touched the boy's head in his arms, as if asking, but his eyes were not looking at the boy.

The boy only raised his head when he heard his name, and then smiled at Murray...

"How do you understand? Just laughing is enough, huh?" The words floated in the air, but the person who spoke had disappeared. normal grass...

The zombies are still clamoring, and the booming sound of the trebuchet is even more constant... The war is still going on...