Teacher Cang is happy, but the zombie wave is definitely not happy.
It’s not that the zombie tide is unsatisfactory, but it’s a typical pyramid rule. The evolution and alienation of individuals must be based on the sacrifice of the base and the complete alienated bloodline ecosystem. Behind each powerful individual represents countless accumulations of resources, countless
The disappearance of low-level and even similar and different species at the same stage.
However, in this large-scale and unreasonable war, the high-level zombies almost did not play their due role.
As the main force in the war, Magic Mountain is accustomed to fighting in coordination. No matter how elite the army is, they cannot achieve the tacit understanding and cooperation they have. Due to their own disadvantages such as being bulky and slow, they may not be able to kill high-level walking zombies, but they cannot kill them.
Ignore it, there are not many supermodel walking zombies in the entire zombie wave. Can high-level people be able to chew down the magic mountain? What they are better at than attacking the magic mountain is defense!
On the contrary, under the cover of the magic mountain, the human survivors were able to keep an eye on those high-level zombies and snipe them, and the efficiency was extremely high. I had the right time, place, and advantage, so it was almost destined that the zombies would be beaten to pieces.
The endgame given to the zombie tide is Lao Wang's unparalleled evil power at the narrow entrance of the Great Plains. The zombies behind are rushing in desperately, and the zombies in front are being killed by the magic mountain.
Under such circumstances, the zombie tide in the entire valley was fired with a burst that lasted as long as the output.
frenzied!
The valley was like a dam bursting, with viscous blood flowing across the river. The high-level zombies that could survive had nowhere to escape, and their faces took all the damage. Even if they didn't lose their fighting power, they were basically beaten to the point where they were better than nothing.
, some unlucky ones who saved their lives simply drowned in blood because of exhaustion, injuries, and blood. It can be called the most embarrassing way to die in the short history of the walking zombies.
From the corpse tide to the collapse, there was only one Lao Wang in the middle.
"This is the most exciting time in my life! Damn it, mother! This is so fucking exciting!" Master Wang described the glory just now: "Did you record it? Did you record it? How many people did I kill just now? Fifty thousand
?Is there one hundred thousand?”
Li Cang, on the other hand, looked at the exit of the Great Plains that was completely blocked by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He was deeply thought by his stupid behavior: "Tell me, how do people get out like this? How! What! Get out! Get out!"
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Most of the mountains on both sides have collapsed. At the entrance of the valley, there is basically a layer of mudslides on the left and a layer of walking corpses on the right. A layer of mudslides on the left and a layer of mudslides on the right are stacked so solidly. No matter how many walking corpses Master Wang killed,
In short, there are definitely not many buried.
The dog-legged men were already operating at full capacity, and there were still corpses sweeping in from behind. The sea of blood and corpses piled up at the entrance of the valley did not even have a chance to dig out the remaining value, and it also greatly increased the difficulty for everyone to escape.
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Faced with Li Cang's spitting, Lao Wang was also stunned: "Why don't you wait for a while and let's figure it out? Didn't you come up with this idea first?"
"I'm going to ask you to beat up the walking corpse! You're going to hold a fucking mountain and play the role of Old Khan pushing a cart for me??"
"Don't I think that we are also the masters of moving mountains and reclaiming seas? We still have to have cards..."
"Am I saying you two are childish?" Li Lei said: "The young lady is waiting over there. The tide of corpses in front of us has all dispersed. Hurry up and leave!"
Walking? Climbing is more or less...
Li Cang stood on the high "valley" and looked at the tide of corpse moss behind him that almost filled the skyline. He bared his teeth in distress. A dog's belly could not hold two ounces of sesame oil, but the dog's belly was not full yet.
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A few kilometers away from the exit of the valley is the Mogu Mountain mentioned by the tattooed man Abel. It is so pure that the Mogu Mountain is made up of piles of mogu. It can even be described as not even soil can be seen.
"You said if this thing exploded...tsk...it would be pretty spectacular, right?"
It will be difficult for the corpse tide to gather again in a short time after it dissipates, and of course hunting is out of the question, so Lao Wang is very idle now, very idle. He feels that the few colored incendiary bombs he brought are already in his trouser pockets.
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"It would also be spectacular to roast your fat body with an incendiary bomb." Li Cang said expressionlessly, "Why don't you try it?"
Lao Wang did not argue with this guy who was always unhappy if he had holes in his body. He just said: "Those three castles probably want to crush us to ashes. Isn't this a loss of eight or nine thousand people? How about that?"
They are all quite capable, and they will suffer a lot from the next wave of zombies~"
"When did you become so sympathetic?" Li Leisi looked at Lao Wang in surprise when she heard this: "Besides, there will be a wave of corpses somewhere for a while. There are at least 300,000 corpses carried out by bare legs. If
The people in the castle are still pursuing something, and now is the God-given opportunity for them to leave this ghost place. Well, they have to wait until the corpse moss dissipates."
"What if people don't want to leave?"
"Do you have anything to do with me?"
Tens of thousands of dog-legged men carried the majestic force with their bellies on their shoulders and handles. It was only then that the subordinates who ran out of the castle suddenly realized a problem: emmmm, is there such a possibility that the master in front of him, he doesn't even...
There was never any intention of giving up those corpses, and it was not because of the corpse moss?
The tattooed man Abel couldn't imagine what kind of confidence that was, but when he saw the other people's calm and still energetic looks, he suddenly realized that he might have missed his time in prison in this cage.
He lost a lot of things: "Tsk, I'm still thinking about what the big boss is doing when he resists the corpse tide a few more times and gets the right to live without guilt!"
"And..." The bearded Kmart suppressed a smile: "Not only is he better than you, he's more handsome than you, he even works harder than you!"
"Mom Fake!" The tattooed man opened his mouth and cursed, "With Asian faces rolled up like this, if they are not Chinese, they must be Neon people. I bet five coins, they must be Chinese!"
"Hey, why did you choose first?" The bearded man said with a strange expression: "Or are you trying to induce me to use the most vicious words to attack several powerful Chinese friends? I read "Sun Tzu"! I discussed China with them happily
When you talk about idioms and idioms, you are probably busy sucking the filter with your drug addict friends?!"
"Damn Kmart, that face obviously doesn't match your cunningness!"
"Thank you, but obviously you are not the first person to praise my humble and polite appearance in such a subtle way. If you want to please a Norman, you need a more direct and radical approach. Boy, you still have something to learn.
There are many.”
", at least some things cannot be acquired through acquired learning, such as the thickness of the skin."
"Impolite boy, if you can reach the edge of the continent alive, I may treat you to a beer on my empty island. Real barley hop beer, not the swill that has been fermented for a week in the castle tavern."
"Wow, that's such an honor. You have to wait a week, and I will see my own empty island today."
"Fuck, you never mentioned this to me!"
"You know that now, don't you?"
The bearded man laughed and cursed a few times, then glanced at the side: "If you could go out, what would you do?"
"I will find... find a settlement and base where a person can live like a human being, or die like a human being on the track."
"That's a good idea. By the way, the tone of your speech reminds me of my ancestors' dragon boats -"
"Oh? It feels desolate and tragic, right?"
"I think you misunderstood. I meant the goat on the ship, the female goat."
"Damn black-faced monster, I call this the philosophical speculation of a rugged people's artist. How many scholars' questions do you know?"
"I really don't know much about philosophy..." The bearded man nodded, "But I think everyone may know a little bit about the gentlemen from Scotland and England. They are usually very popular in taverns in Sweden and Norway, and oh, there is also the Netherlands."
"****! Damn it! Let me reiterate for the last time! I am not an Englishman!" Abel shouted directly: "But I will not be stingy with spending a penny to see your remains before they were washed away."
