People who are at the Songlin Peak Base of Beihuangshan Mountain at this moment.
They probably didn't know that the reinforcements they had been waiting for were close at hand.
But maybe even they themselves don't realize it.
During the time they were facing the tide of corpses, their mentality had already changed unconsciously.
Counting the days, today is already the seventh day of the siege in Beihuang Mountain.
During these seven days, they waited from day to night, looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements all the time.
From being full of hope at the beginning, to watching helplessly one reinforcement after another being swallowed up by the tide of corpses outside the city.
There are a lot of mixed feelings in my heart, which I can't explain and understand.
Is it the grief of watching a fellow human being die in front of you, or even dying for yourself?
Is it the guilt that I didn’t kill Boren, but Boren died because of me?
Or is it that looking at them being torn apart by the zombie tide, it’s like seeing their future selves?
From anger to helplessness, as time passes, people become more and more sympathetic to the dead in the tide of corpses.
Sometimes they will unconsciously think——
If it weren't for this tall city wall, and if there weren't people with abilities like City Master Hou around me, the unlucky guy who was cut into pieces just now might have been my fate.
And even if it is safe and sound now, who can tell how long the city's defenses can last?
The day when the city is destroyed may be tomorrow, it may be today, or it may be in the next second...
And if the city is destroyed and an army of zombies pours into the base, will I still be able to survive?
Before they knew it, they had fallen into despair.
Not only did they give up hope for reinforcements, they even gave up hope for breaking out and holding on.
In the insecurity of sleeping and eating day after day, those who were lucky enough to survive had already become numb.
Apart from lying in the tent to rest and standing on the top of the city to fight, the rest of the time was spent sitting there in a daze.
There is no desire to communicate between people, and some people are not even willing to move even one more finger.
Even when fighting on top of the city, they just mechanically emptied the magazines in their hands, pulled the grenade ring, aimed at a place where there were slightly more black corpses, and threw it down.
No anti-theft
Anyway, there are only black corpses in the city now.
There were so many black corpses that it was hard to see where the vegetation was.
It will hit no matter what.
And similarly, people will die no matter what...
At this moment, this is the voice of most survivors on the Songlin Ridge of Beihuang Mountain.
Only a handful of young people don't think so, such as Tianbao, a young man who is skillfully installing magazines while hiding behind the wall.
Tianbao Ben was an ordinary survivor in this besieged city.
Before the disaster, he was a high school student in a nearby town. Because he had to come to the Beihuangshan Scenic Area to help his parents look after the store, he was unfortunately trapped in the scenic spot on the night of Advent.
Afterwards, he awakened the ability "Purification", and met Hou Shan who recruited people to establish a base, so he stayed at the Songlin Ridge base.
At this moment, on the city wall, more than a dozen evolvers led by Tianbao have been fighting for ten hours.
From time to time, they would stick their upper bodies out of the low wall, each looking for the nearest black corpse to shoot.
The bullet casings gradually laid a thick layer under the feet, and the attacks of the black zombies were repelled wave after wave, and their corpses were piled up into mountains outside the wall.
After a new round of shooting, they hurriedly squatted down and hid behind the wall, loading the magazines sent by the logistics team as quickly as possible.
There is no way, time is life at this time.
As long as the gap between the two rounds of shooting is just a little longer, black corpses will climb up the city!
Black corpses boarding the city will cause chaos, and chaos will lead to more black corpses boarding the city.
For seven days, this was the only thing they learned while fighting the black corpse.
Originally, Tianbao's team was full of thirty people, but now more than half of them were killed or injured.
In the past ten hours, Black Corpse had climbed onto the city wall three times, but Tianbao and his men drove him down each time.
The price for quickly driving away the black corpses is more casualties.
From three to five and finally to a dozen.
Tianbao has always wanted to be responsible for his players.
He didn't want himself to die, and he didn't want his teammates around him to die one after another.
But the reality is cruel.
The other battlement areas are led by combat ability users, so the casualties are smaller.
Only on their side, on this city wall, in this chaotic formation, Tianbao's ability is useless.
As time goes by, their side is not only getting more and more stretched.
Moreover, those guys in the corpse group seemed to know that it was easier to bully here, and they actually took the initiative to tilt their combat power towards this section of the city wall.
As a result, more than a dozen people will face increasing pressure.
In order to complete the task, Tianbao decided to take risks.
When he reloaded, he was no longer hiding behind the wall. He wanted to buy more time.
Time is life, isn't it?
But who would have thought that at this moment, a bone awl with a black tip and obviously strong corpse poison would shoot out from the sky.
There was a "whoosh" sound in the sky, and by the time Tianbao was shocked, it was already too late
It's too late!
With a "dang" sound, the bone awl stopped dangerously in front of Tianbao's brow bone.
It was only an inch away from his eyes.
He was frightened and sat down on the ground.
Only then did he realize that the bone awl was actually blocked by a wooden shield.
The sharp awl penetrated half of the wooden shield.
Its power is so great that if it shoots itself... you can imagine what the consequences will be!
Tianbao hurriedly turned around and saw that the man holding a shield who saved his life was a giant man with a leopard head and ringed eyes, covered in flesh and blood.
"Brother Hou Shan."
Tianbao was surprised and ashamed to see that it was the city lord Hou Shan who saved him.
Hou Shan stretched out his hand to pull him up and said warmly: "Go and rest. You guys have been fighting all day."
"Yes." "Thank you City Lord." "Thank you City Lord."...
After Tianbao and others left, another team took turns to take over.
This is the forefront of the zombie tide, and people are indispensable no matter what.
As the night got darker, Hou Shan ordered people to light torches to illuminate the defense line in front of the city.
He stood behind these people, casting his gaze towards the endless tide of corpses outside the city, and couldn't help clenching his fists tighter and tighter.
"Will the reinforcements... still come?"
…
The next day, in a col at the foot of Songlin Ridge Mountain.
The early morning rain and dew reflect the sunlight, and the dead branches on the trees are soaked with this water and become shiny black.
There is a person under the tree. He stands like a pine, holding a telescope with one hand, and holding a grass branch with the other hand to grind it carefully.
This man was Lang Hua. He had been lurking in the bushes with his men since early in the morning. Until then, he had been observing the battle situation on the mountain for a long time.
"Deputy City Lord, how is the situation on the mountain?"
Seeing Lang Hua put down the telescope, Luoyang immediately came to ask.
Lang Hua handed him the telescope and said: "Take a look. The situation is not good. Songlin Ridge has been besieged by a zombie tide for a week, and the best opportunity to break out has already been missed. Now, Pine Ridge City is surrounded by zombie tides, as if it were in a In an airtight iron barrel, it is not easy to escape."
Duan Hei also put down the telescope and said: "Yes, there are very few guards on this city wall. It's not that there are 10,000 evolvers and 6,000 defenders in Songlin Ridge. Could it be that they have been here in these seven days..."
Duan Hei did not continue, but everyone knew what he meant.
According to the Kong family, the troops from Langya City were not the first troops to come for help.
Those who came to the rescue with enthusiasm all squandered their efforts in the tide of corpses outside the city.
Only a hundred-man special force team risked their lives to rush in four days ago, but they also lost contact with the outside world and have not been heard from since.
Judging from the encounters of the previous troops, it is enough to imagine how difficult the situation in this besieged city was.
And looking at it today, the situation at the Pine Ridge Base was even worse than they imagined before they arrived.
A week has passed since the siege of the city. Counterattacks on the city wall are sparse, and it is hard to say how many people are still alive in the city.
To put it mildly, whether the current Songlin Ridge City is still worthy of being rescued is a question that has to be considered.
At this time, Luoyang also put down his telescope and turned around with a solemn expression.
It seems that he also understands the current situation of Songlin Ridge.
"Deputy City Lord, what should we do? Save or not?"
Hearing Luoyang's question, everyone else immediately looked at Lang Hua.
Yes, although they brought five thousand people.
Although five thousand people seemed like a lot, they were nothing compared to the tide of millions of corpses.
After all, the people at the Pine Ridge base still have a strong wall to stop the zombie tide, but they have to charge up from the foot of the mountain to fight against the zombie tide.
Fighting against each other, five thousand people against a million, is no different from dying.
So should we abandon these people or risk our lives to save these irrelevant people?
In fact, everyone already has a trade-off in mind.
They were just waiting for Lang Hua's arrangements.
Lang Hua said to withdraw, so they withdrew.
Even if Lang Hua said he wanted to fight, they would not be afraid.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Lang Hua smiled and said:
"Save, of course we have to save. Now that we're here, why should we back down?"
He went on to say: "However, the ancients said that the best strategy for attacking a city is to attack the city. Attacking is definitely necessary, but the question is how and when to attack."
"Each of you is the most valuable asset of Langya City. Even if you want to rush in and die like this, I will definitely not agree."
After hearing this, people looked at each other and laughed.
That's why people are not firewood, and human lives are not sandbags that can be used to block lakes.
They trust Lang Hua because they think he can lead them to survive in this fucked up world.
Lin Shanshan asked at this time: "But Deputy City Lord, if we don't attack, how can we save the defenders of Songlinling Base from leaving?"
She asked questions that others wanted to ask.
Lang Hua himself said it just now, and now the tide of corpses around Pine Ridge City is as big as an iron bucket.
How should they rescue these people from the mountain?
When Lang Hua heard this, the corners of his mouth curved into a mysterious arc.
He asked back: "Shanshan, let me ask you. If the people in the besieged city can be rescued, what are the possibilities?"
"Are there several possible scenarios? In addition to finding the weak points of the corpse group to break through and attack, that is..." Lin Shanshan thought for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Or the corpse wave will recede on its own!"
When she said this, Duan Hei became unhappy.
He pursed his lips and seemed a little dissatisfied, and said: "Sister Shanshan, do you think those black corpses are fools? Who would run away first before eating the meat in their mouths?"
But Lin Shanshan glanced at Lang Hua pretending to be mysterious.
She said slowly: "Of course low-level black corpses will not run away against their instincts, but what if there is someone behind this wave of corpses?"
After saying this, Lang Hua looked at her with admiration.
And Duan Hei suddenly realized: "You...you mean the Corpse King."
"Shanshan is right." Lang Hua explained, "According to my observation, when this zombie wave attacks the city, the ordinary black corpses are in front, the P-type gorilla is behind, and the S-type ghost monkey is mixed in. The ones responsible for long-range attacks Type A spits and type G bone spurs always gather in groups, staying on the mountainside and never taking a step forward."
"The coordination between different types of black corpses is so orderly, it is definitely not a natural reaction. I expect that there is a zombie king commanding remotely in the entire city outside Pine Forest Ridge."
Duan Hei shouted: "Yes, this is too weird. Usually, a single black corpse is like a wild beast. It is a good thing if they don't fight with each other. How can they cooperate in fighting?"
He was a little surprised just now, but suddenly he said in despair: "But Songlin Ridge is so big, where should we find this corpse king?"
Unexpectedly, Lang Hua looked at the figures that suddenly appeared not far away and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the information you want is here."
Duan Hei and others took a closer look and saw Liu Hong and others wearing camouflage clothes of dead leaves.
He had met Liu Hong twice. It was said that he was an acquaintance of Luoyang's former fire-fighting team. Because of his good performance in the hunter training, Lang Hua made an exception and was promoted to the deputy captain of the Luoyang team.
After arriving in the Beihuang Mountain area early this morning, they disappeared. It turned out that they were carrying out the tasks assigned by Lang Hua.
"Liu Hong, how are you? Have you found a place?" Lang Hua asked.
Liu Hong walked closer and nodded in reply: "Report to the deputy city lord, fortunately we have fulfilled our mission and found something in a stone forest ten kilometers west of here."
He also said: "Fortunately, the deputy city lord asked us to pay attention to the movements of the special-infected black corpses at the foot of the mountain. According to our observation, the group of specially-infected corpses halfway up the mountainside of Songlin Ridge was replenished from here."
"Ten kilometers, that's normal for a fourth-level corpse king." Lang Hua nodded and ordered Lin Shanshan, "Bring me a map and see where it is."
When Lin Shanshan took the map, everyone knew that this stone forest was called Occipital Leaf, and it was a unique local karst landform.
The entire mountain is composed of countless strange peaks and rocks, with unique shapes due to karst phenomena.
There was a basin in the center, and Liu Hong heard noises from a distance, as if a group of corpses were gathering.
But because I was afraid of disturbing the situation, I didn’t dare to go deeper.
"Liu Hong, you did a good job this time. When we return to Langya City, I will ask the city lord for credit on your behalf."
"Don't dare, don't dare. It's all the deputy city lord's trick, we are just running errands."
Liu Hongqian gave in, and Lang Hua shook his head and said no more.
He knew that Liu Hong was a retired veteran scout before joining the fire-fighting team.
The dozen or so people under him are also capable men who have been working for more than five years before the end of the world.
The troops and horses have not moved yet, so reconnaissance is carried out first. This is the tradition of the Chinese army.
Scouts are the best among the best, and can often achieve maximum results at the minimum cost.
Although Liu Hong made it easy for him to do this, how easy would it be to travel behind the corpse tide?
Only Liu Hong and the others know how much they suffered and how many dangers they encountered during this period.
After listening to it, Duan Hei was still a little confused.
He asked Lang Hua: "Sir, is there a Corpse King in this base camp of the specially infected zombies?"
"This is just my guess." Lang Hua said frankly.
"But imagine if you were this corpse king. Would you rather expose yourself to danger, or would you choose to put yourself under heavy protection?"
"I must protect myself." Duan Hei replied without thinking.
"So, you understand?"
"Oh, I know, the bolder the official, the less courageous he will be, right?"
Lang Hua patted him on the shoulder with appreciation: "Yes, young man, you are very smart."
"hey-hey."
It was rare to be praised, so Xiao Heizi felt a little embarrassed.
"If you want the corpse tide to retreat on its own, you have to find the corpse king." Luoyang also gradually understood, "The deputy city lord means to surround Wei and rescue Zhao, attack the corpse king behind the corpse tide, and force him to summon the corpse tide to save him?"
"That's right." Duan Hei pretended to be mature, stood up on tiptoes and patted Luoyang and said, "Young man, you are also very smart."
But who would have expected that Luoyang would immediately ask a sharp question.
"But... what if the zombie army just doesn't come back to help?"
"Won't come back for help?" Lang Hua sneered.
He lowered his hand, revealing his white teeth.
"Then I'll swallow his headquarters in one go!"
