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Chapter 565 Battle of the Living Dead

The appearance of the armor instantly changed the situation on the field.

Outside the city gate, not a blade of grass grew, and the allied troops of the tomb robber gang collapsed into a mass, abandoning their helmets and armor under the pursuit of the armored silver soul.

Qin Shisan and the others took advantage of this opportunity and quickly withdrew from the city gate. Wu Dayong and I stood on the top of the city, looking at the scene in front of us. We should have been relieved, but no one felt any joy.

"Shopkeeper, do you feel that the allied forces of the tomb robber gang are a bit unbeatable?" Wu Dayong said.

I nodded. Indeed, although I had released the Iron-Armored Silver Soul, logically speaking, any of these tomb-robber gangs, which had not been famous for a long time, could be frightened by such a hundred ghosts?

How could an alliance of several gangs have no trump card?

At this time, there was a sound of staggering footsteps behind me. I looked back and found that Uncle Zheng was coming.

Tonight, Uncle Zheng's face was calm, and his old eyes full of vicissitudes of life were shining with a deep light.

Wu Dayong and the others respectfully called Uncle Zheng and took the initiative to make room for him.

Uncle Zheng stood slowly on the city gate, looking into the darkness in the distance. He didn't speak, and no one dared to say a word.

Uncle Zheng's eyes narrowed into a thin line and he said nothing. I wondered in my heart if this old man was not short-sighted. What kind of bird feathers could he see from such a long distance?

I couldn't bear to interrupt Uncle Zheng's aloofness. I know how short-sighted he is. It's hard to distinguish between men and women ten meters away, and between humans and animals a hundred meters away. Now it's really hard for him to look outside the dark city gate.

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Under the night, the massacre of the armored silver souls continued. Many of the alliance forces of the tomb robber gangs were defeated. But the strange thing was that after they retreated a hundred meters, they had no choice but to fight back. I looked closely and found that in the alliance

Behind the army, there seems to be a group of men in black with strong backs and strong backs. They have sharp blades in their hands. Whenever anyone retreats, they will kill the opponent on the spot without hesitation. Therefore, many Alliance soldiers saw that they would die if they retreated, so they simply gritted their teeth and started again.

Kill him and go back.

However, the Armored Silver Soul has no actual body, and what they fear most is fire. Therefore, the Alliance Army can often only surround an Armored Silver Soul in small groups, and then use torches to burn and drive it away. Other than that, they can't do anything at all.

Find other ways to deal with the Iron Armored Gintama.

Everything seemed to have won. The Doumen brothers at the top of the city smiled happily, but I felt more and more that something was wrong. The alliance army of the tomb robber gang suffered heavy casualties. I saw blood flowing all over the ground, but why is there no one in charge until now?

people come out?

These people are living lives. Even if I intended to kill them, I never thought of taking so many lives. Killing too much is not a good thing.

Uncle Zheng took out his old pipe, put it in his mouth and took a few puffs.

"Uncle Zheng, what do you think about this?" Wu Dayong asked.

Uncle Zheng puffed out the smoke and said, neither salty nor cool: "See with your eyes."

I suddenly felt embarrassed, this old man's temperament is really quite annoying.

After the field was silent for about ten seconds, suddenly, I saw a glimmer of light flashing in Uncle Zheng's old eyes.

"They're coming."

"Who is coming?" Wu Dayong exclaimed.

There seemed to be a solemn look on Uncle Zheng's face. He tied his pipe to his waist and said to me: "Close the city gate tightly immediately, and prepare aged glutinous rice and black dog's blood. The more the better.

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Uncle Zheng's words shocked me. What are aged glutinous rice and black dog blood? Those are things that are only used to deal with evil things. Judging from what Uncle Zheng meant, there is a high probability that they are the allied forces of the tomb robber gang.

Could it be that some kind of Zongzi Zombie is being used?

I was very puzzled, but soon I saw a scene that surprised me.

In the darkness in the distance, I heard the sound of women crying. I looked up and saw many women being driven over outside the city gate. Their hands were tied together.

, and then under the threat of the men in black behind them, each one was sent to the battlefield with frightened faces.

"Why are there women here? What do they want to do?" Wu Dayong asked suspiciously.

I secretly said something bad, and quickly controlled the Iron Armor Silver Spirit to restrain the attack so as not to hurt those women; I could see that the women who were driven in were all women from nearby villages, and they were all unarmed and crying loudly.

"Are they trying to use women as shields?" I frowned.

Uncle Zheng shook his head faintly, and then closed his eyes.

Before I could speak, the next second, while the armored silver spirit was retreating, the women who were driven into the battlefield suddenly burst into desperate cries. Behind them, a group of men in black came out and stabbed them with sharp blades.

Entering women's bodies and spilling their blood onto the corpses on the ground.

What do they want to do?

My heart suddenly sank. The women were extremely frightened and helpless. They were defenseless and fell into a pool of blood one by one. But the strange thing was that their blood was scattered on the ground, and those originally dead bodies were actually on the ground.

The blood slowly squirmed, and then the greedy blood sucked it all away.

I took a breath, something happened beyond my expectation!

"They are raising corpses." Uncle Zheng finally spoke, but as soon as he spoke, everyone was alarmed.

Wu Dayong's eyes were as wide as a bell, and he was stunned for two or three seconds before he came back to his senses.

As for me, I couldn't help but punch the wall in front of me.

Damn it, even if the coalition forces of the tomb robber gang killed their own companions, they are still killing innocent people indiscriminately. These women are simple villagers nearby, and they have also suffered such a disaster.

"Women are born with a yin body, and are prone to resentment. After death, a breath of bad breath flows out with the blood, and is sucked into the body by the corpses, and finally the corpse changes..." Uncle Zheng said.

"So, those Alliance soldiers who died just now were actually used by others?" Wu Dayong said.

Uncle Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, even if we don't kill them, they won't live long. I think the leaders behind them want corpses more than living people."

"Damn, these people are crazy? They even killed their own subordinates, and those villagers..." Wu Dayong became more and more angry as he spoke, but at this time, many corpses were slowly standing up outside the city gate.

He pounced on the corpses of the villagers and greedily devoured their flesh and blood. After a few minutes, all the corpses of the villagers were devoured. All the corpses, with green eyes and ferocious faces, were pressing towards the city gate like a tide.

Under the cover of night, the army of corpses occupied the outside of the city gate. They made scalp-numbing howls, and no bones were left wherever they passed.

I frowned, looking at the army of corpses approaching, and exhaled: Another battle of the living dead is coming!

[Author's digression]: Updated! Thank you for your concern. The eggs have not been returned to the west or hospitalized. It's just that I have been too busy with work recently. I will try to continue updating tonight.


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