Notification on the Handling of the Incident of Yingzheng Raising Zombies

The cold wind blows cold dew all over the sky, burning boulders fall to the ground, and gunpowder smoke billows.

The city wall was cracked by flying stones, and the fragments flew obliquely into the air, crossed the bridge of Bianyang Jun's nose, dropped a line of blood on his pale skin, grazed his eyebrows, and fell.He drew out his black iron long sword, slammed it into the air, smashed the piece of gravel into powder, and said in a loud voice: "Qin Guoxing has no name, bullies the weak, connects ghosts and ghosts, it is not in line with the laws of heaven and human relations. Let the world cut it down!"

The militiamen shouted: "Qin has no way, and the world will fight together!"

On the second drum, the "clairvoyance" in the Bianyang army boarded four flag-raising communication wooden towers. The huge wooden towers soared into the sky, the machinery rotated, and the iron cables broke in, making a loud "rumbling" sound.The wooden boards on the top of the three towers rotate and unfold into the shape of "乚", indicating guard.One is in the shape of lightning, indicating that the enemy is found in the direction of the city gate.

"Beat the drums to make them boring, and use the troops enthusiastically. I will travel south alone in the city of Tuguo."

With tears in their eyes, the people sang the song "Beat the Drum" loudly in the city.

"Death and life are bound together, talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with your son!"

The sound is like a river rushing, nourishing the scorched earth of the soldiers' souls.

The logistics soldiers, like busy engineer ants, streamed up and down the city wall, putting wooden barrels filled with wet mud on the city wall, dipping mops in wet mud, and smearing the city wall ignited by flint back and forth.

When the flame encountered wet mud, it was quickly extinguished; the burning boulder struck again, and the black smoke made people blind.

Old Mr. Gongsun also put on the dark green dress, and with a smile in his tears, he said, "The last time I took it off was when Qiniang passed away!"

The disciples followed closely behind and organized the people to prepare the stone throwing equipment.

Under the sign of the wooden tower, hundreds of people twisted into a rope and pulled the lever together.

The boulder fell at an extremely precise angle, and the sound was like thunder, with splashes of gravel and broken wood, and smashed Qin Bing's catapult into pieces in an instant.

The three groups of zombies charging ahead actually filled the second ditch. The staghorn wood could not pierce the human skull, but the zombies whose hands and feet were twisted and twisted had completely lost their ability to move and were nailed into the ditch. twitch.

Purple-black blood accumulated on the bottom of the ditch, black worms slapped the viscous and foul-smelling liquid, and the slippery carrion made thousands of strange water noises, it was creepy to hear.

With the second sharp whistle, Jiang threw off the bronze mask angrily.

Their skin is as pale as paper, their lips are bright red, and their long and narrow phoenix eyes are raised high, and the corners of their eyes almost reach their temples.Anger was the cold fire in their eyes, and the golden light in their pitch-black pupils exploded. Hundreds of golden geese screamed and rushed towards the city wall.

The middle phalanx quickly shrank, and the flank phalanx stepped forward to complement the vanguard and continued to move forward.

Zombies rushed like tides, stepped over the trenches filled by monsters, and ran towards the huge "food box" filled with fresh meat.

On the third drum, Lord Bianyang sat upright on the tower, hiding his clenched fists in his sleeves, his nails sunk into his flesh, and his blood was like broken strings of beads.

He took a deep breath, inserted the black iron sword within a foot of his side, stretched out his hands, and quickly wiped and hooked twice on the strings with one finger.

The Xuantie Guqin made two very short sounds, like a jackdaw pecking at the snow just taking advantage of its flight. Then, the sound of the piano changed from light to heavy, and the tune changed from gentle to passionate.

Entering the city, it was an extremely impassioned and loud elegy.

I don't want to live for a long time, but I hope to die vigorously.

May one's own life be saved to save the world!

The strings were colorful and brilliant, with an overwhelming spirit of spear-wielding, arousing the fighting spirit of the militiamen to the extreme.

Listening to the victorious song that Qiniang often played decades ago, the old people wept one after another, turned their heads to the sky, and shouted: "Chenniang bless me in Bianyang!"

In the Wengcheng, Han Tang led a hundred people, dressed in dark green clothes, with leather armor on the forearms and thighs, leather boots, holding a machete, a longbow, and a horizontal knife immediately, concentrated on the last line of defense, waiting.

The 15-year-old Han Tang, wearing a leather belt around his waist, looks extraordinarily slender and tall, with a pair of amber cat eyes wide open, and the fiery fire ignited the world, and said in a deep voice: "Bianyang will survive and die, this is the battle."

This is a group of dead soldiers preparing to fight hand-to-hand with the zombie army. Hearing the sound, he swung his machete, and the cold light in the city flew like a flying dragon. Everyone shouted: "Defend my homeland!"

The crossbow fired continuously, the arrows fell like rain, and the rustling sound was like pouring rain.

However, there was no rain or dew on the battlefield, only raging fire, which burned half the sky.

Jin Yan hissed and screamed. Under the crossbow of South Korea, he couldn't even fly over the moat.

The third sharp whistle sounded, and the zombies moved forward frantically.

These dead people are like termites fighting a fire before the rainstorm on a summer evening, endless and endless, until they completely die out.The black tide swept across the wilderness full of ravines, the yellow land was covered with purple-black footprints, and the dangerous trenches were filled with their bodies, dripping with blood, it was the Shura field in the world.

However, Han Yuan was not Nie Luo, he couldn't flick the Xuantie Qinjian with the slightest power.

With the sound of breaking the wind, a huge arrow flew in the air, piercing the guard on the tower from the middle of the throat, and the blood spurted out in an arc, and sprinkled on Bianyang Jun's face.And on his green robe, the blood was like a blue flower of the underworld.

Qin Bing's siege equipment has advanced to the last defensive trench, which is the edge of the moat.They opened their giant crossbows and shot another arrow. The huge arrow, as thick as a wall, stabilized the pillars under the corridor of the city tower.

There were two "cracks", and the thick column cracked two lightning-like cracks in the upward and downward directions.

The Jiang family in purple was closely protected by the Qin soldiers. They blew several whistles, and the zombies charged forward along the seven wooden passages built on the moat.

There are sharpened wooden thorns on both sides of the passage. Countless zombies are hung on the protruding thorns, and the vines are messy. The more they struggle crazily, the tighter they are locked.

The extremely sharp machetes lay across the exit, and every zombie charged to the end with an extremely fast speed. They were cut into several corpses by the five machetes almost instantly, and flew down to the city wall, smashing into pieces of meatloaf.

Cheers erupted from the top of the city, and the militiamen fired arrows more accurately and swiftly, shooting down several golden geese one after another.

With two crisp sounds of "Dangdang", Bianyang Jun held the iron piano horizontally, turned around, and took advantage of the situation to cut two poisoned iron swords flying towards him. He turned around and stood up, and put it down with a "bang" Tieqin, insert the three-foot black iron sword on the piano case, and stand upright by the side.

"Hoo-!" Another bamboo arrow flew towards him.

However, the arrow was very strange, hitting the sword of Bianyang Jun in the middle.

With a "snap", the arrow was cut into two halves, fell to the ground, and shattered.

Han Yuan's calm eyes suddenly brightened, and he stroked the strings vigorously. If the sound of the torrent had any substance, he passed through the sky full of gunpowder smoke and went straight to the archer on the other side of the moat.

The sound of the zither was like a sword cutting his face, piercing Zhang Yuanju's tiger's mouth, blood gushing out, staining the bowstring of the iron fetal bow red.

He looked up at the frail young man sitting upright on the city tower, opened his mouth but said silently, "Surrender!"

Han Yuan closed his eyes, chuckled and shook his head, and with another stroke, the iron tire bowstring in Zhang Yuanju's hand snapped.

Bianyang Jun's white fingertips have all been worn out, and the blood has stained the strings red.

"Yuan Zhe, goodness is the best. Ju, I hope you can travel thousands of miles, but don't forget your original intention."

In his eyes, the flames and gunpowder smoke all over the sky are reflected, and there is an extremely far-away figure, among the green mountains and green waters.At that time, starvation was everywhere, and a noble boy in green silk clothes limped and fed a bowl of porridge to a boy with a thick head and a thick head.

Come to think of it, it was decades ago.

In the evening, the zombies retreated steadily and could not get close to the city wall at all. This time, the fate seemed to fall on Bianyang City.

Angry, Jiang bit her lip, blood dripped down, and the spell in her mouth changed.

The zombies no longer rushed to the boardwalk, but jumped directly into the trench!

The trench was no more than two or three meters high, and zombies filled it in a steady stream, stacked and squeezed together, and soon almost piled up into a hill.

The sound of drums, trumpets, and roars on the battlefield shook the sky, everyone's eardrums were swollen with anger, the buzzing continued to echo, and the huge piano sound seemed to disappear.

The walls of the city were covered with wet mud, and the common people lined up to scoop water and pour mud, as fast as running water.

The Bianyang militiamen use squads as combat units, headed by hundreds of generals in this group, and each fights for himself.

The flag bearers raised their flags and drew circles, and the horn company battalion shook the heavens and the earth, and the real battle began!

The standard-bearer shouted: "Three lines of defense have been breached, life and death are all in your hands with the arrow! Aim! Bow and arrow! Shoot!"

The arrows shot down the locust-like golden geese in the sky with precision, and the corpses were scattered all over the field under the city wall, and the ground was a mess.

The zombies stepped on the corpses of the same kind, and finally landed on the river bank, swayed, stood still, and let out a crazy "cluck" sound from their throats.

The Jiang family chuckled, stared at the city wall, and ordered the zombies to push forward.

Using the same method, the zombies quickly piled up at the foot of the city wall to form small towers, and the latecomers stepped on the former in an attempt to build such a "human ladder".

The sunset is purple and red, extremely gorgeous.

As the sun was setting, Chen Ru rode a huge flying beast with fleshy wings, broke into the city, and shouted: "What are you doing here? Go to the Yunliang River and dive out! Outflank from behind!"

Han Tang was both surprised and happy, and shouted: "We are the last force, we must guard the people in the city!"

The monster landed on the ground, braked suddenly, and cut four scratches several inches deep on the ground.

Chen Chrome was about to speak, when he flew out from its back unexpectedly, rolled face down all the way, hit the toe of Han Tang's boot with his chin, spat out a mouth full of sand, and scolded: "Brother Chen, you should go get a driver's license test Already!"

Han Tang kicked him up from the ground and asked, "Why are you back? Where is Mr. Li, what's his idea?"

"He's breastfeeding the baby outside." Chen Ru rubbed Han Tang's arm, wiped off the dirt on his face, and said, "Zombies are nothing to be afraid of, deal with people first, and they will smash your city gates." Minutes."

Before Chen Chrome finished speaking, a series of huge stone balls hit the city gate, the ancient city gate burst in response, and zombies swarmed in like ants.

"Crow's Mouth!" Han Tang jumped anxiously and shouted, "Follow me to guard the city gate!"

Chen Rue grabbed his collar with one hand and scolded: "Didn't you see that the stone has blocked the city gate? Wait, come here! Do you want a frog to jump!"

When the militiamen heard the "frog jump", they shuddered at the same time. Han Tang was thrown onto the horse by Chen Chrome. The two rode together and rushed to the exit of the Yunliang River in the southeast corner.

The giant beast Yazi yawned, crawled lazily to the gate of the city, curled up on the ground, curled its tail, and snored.Seeing that a huge boulder rolled down and smashed someone's house, he wandered around, dragged the person out, and then planed other people's wood with his claws and swung it around.

Han Tang: "..."