Chapter 77 Hope and Despair

Wang Zhongli, who changed into armor, became a graceful general, with a modest and gentle face like a scholar. After putting on armor, the sharpness made him as brilliant as the scorching sun in midsummer.

"Mr. Wang--" Xingchen stepped into the room and arched his hand and said.

"What's your name, sir? I'm your immediate boss now!" Wang Zhongli laughed and said that his calm smile was in sharp contrast to the continuous cold rain and terrible zombies outside the house, which was a very reassuring and comfortable smile.

"My subordinates pay a visit to General Wang!" Xingchen knelt down on one knee and clenched his fists, which turned out to be a standard military salute. Behind him, Xiao Wu and Liu Zi looked at each other. Although they were not very convinced by this elegant man who always looked detached from the world, he could see that the young master also made a military salute.

At this moment, Xingchen suddenly lost his mind. He remembered that when he was a child, when those uncles saw his father in the capital of the night country, they also knelt down on one knee to show loyalty, and held their fists to represent the heart. At that time, when I saw these uncles salute like this, I didn't understand why they did this. Now it's finally his turn to do the same.

But is Wang Zhongli worthy of his loyalty? Is it worth his heart? No, he prefers that he is the one standing, stepping on the ground, majestic, and in front of him is a magnificent warrior who is willing to be loyal to death for him.

He was so distracted that he didn't even notice that Wang Zhongli had said ' get up' several times.

"I am now the commander of the Yanzi Army, in charge of the 70,000 Yanzi military brigade. If necessary, the 50,000-step brigade under the Cang navy are also dispatched by me." He said lightly.

May well be that in the eyes of ordinary people, 750,000 is just a very monotonous number, but the night stars who have personally been on the battlefield are deeply aware of how big a battle this 120,000 warriors should form a battle. When he was in the barbarians in the far north, he saw the charge of powerful iron horses, and a thousand cavalry lined up to charge wildly, which was enough to make people who had never seen a big scene faint. In addition, in the revenge battle between Chi Naisi and Azlan, 40,000 vigorous iron horses and 30,000 lion teeth rode charged each other and collided with each other. In the condensed battlefield, it was enough to ignite the fiery boiling blood.

How magnificent should this elegant man who looked like a scholar without the power to lead a war? How could he immediately sit on the high position of infantry commander after 20 years without news?

It really responds to the sentence that people can't be good-looking!

"In this situation, we are having a hard time! The whole Qinghe City is full of zombies. They wandered tirelessly in the streets. Our warriors changed shifts to repair the fortifications at any time, but they still lost a street in the west of the city. These guys seem to feel hungry. If they don't eat human flesh, they will go crazy. After the streets in the west of the city were destroyed, nearly a thousand warriors were killed. After eating and drinking enough, they opened their mouths and wandered back and forth. Wang Zhongli said calmly. He stood at the door against the rainy day on the street. It's all dark outside. On a moonless autumn rainy night, the light of the two torches at the door is particularly precious.

"But these are not our biggest enemies. What we should be moreware of is the enemy outside the city, the Mengyang army, the vicious man named Ye Qingshan." Wang Zhongli turned around, looked at Xingchen and asked, "Is this Ye Qingshan your uncle?"

"Hmm!" Xingchen doesn't want to talk too much about this person.

"It's really a cruel man. In order to let us believe that Mengyang's army stayed in the city, he deliberately left tens of thousands of soldiers to fight with us. After the army entered the city, the zombies went out. The first thing to die was these Mengyang soldiers left in the city, all of which became the rations of the living dead!" Wang Zhongli looked cold and felt the murderous atmosphere of a soldier from this elegant man for the first time.

Xingchen sneered in his heart, Ye Qingshan? This is a man who can kill the clan with his own hands to win the trust of the emperor. He is a man who can be regarded as a general of Zhentian in the armor of his dead brother as if nothing had happened.

This is an unscrupulous man for a purpose.

"Ye Qingshan, it's clumsy! At first, we all thought that he was a mediocre talent and abandoned his soldiers to protect the cavalry. Such stupid things could be done. We didn't think that this was a trap at all. Should we blame him for being too cunning or us being careless? Wang Zhongli said calmly, "Near 100,000 zombies are wandering tirelessly. Sooner or later, our warriors will not be able to survive, or rush out of the city to fight with the Mengyang warriors, but only the iron horse blocking the gate, and we have nothing we can do, or break the difficulties in the city and take a glimmer of life from the zombies."

"This is the situation now. Do you have any ideas?" Wang Zhongli raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xingchen remembered the cloth he put away, hesitated for a moment and said, "No."

His hesitation at that moment was accurately captured by the torch-like man. Wang Zhongli looked down at him and did not make it clear. In fact, the hesitation of the night star at that moment was very natural, and ordinary people could hardly see it, but Wang Zhongli's words were too extraordinary. It was easy to follow the owner of Shangji City for 20 years and see through a person's lies.

"Let's go and take you to the wounded camp!" He strode towards the rain, regardless of his noble status as the leader.

"Many of the injured were still hopeful to survive, but we lack medicine and food, so we can only watch them live and die. And the new warriors who withdrew from West Street today, I'm afraid they won't even die..." Wang Zhongli's voice trembled slightly, as if the rain was beating bananas.

Xingchen followed without saying a sound, just like following the teacher's students and listening to him talk about these things. These bloody misery were placed in front of him and were spoken out by the man's peaceful tone. The gap between the picture and the voice made him upset.

"Fortunately, Mengyang people did not demolish Qinghe City and keep these houses, which can shelter from the wind and rain, which is much better than military tents." Wang Zhongli continued to walk forward. Through a closed door, he saw the wounded and hungry warriors inside, as if introducing the most tragic and heroic scenery.

"These dozen were the first vanguards of the 8,000 Yanzi army led by Captain Han Yu. They were injured when blocking the gate of Qinghe, and Lieutenant Han Yu had died. He and his warriors were the first to die in the hands of zombies. He desperately sent out the news of zombies in the city so that we can be prepared so that the whole army will not be destroyed when they are not stable. ."

"In these rooms, they will end up miserable."

"Why are the doors and windows locked? There are still warriors guarding the door. Aren't they wounded? Ye Xingchen asked with wide eyes. He couldn't see the situation in the room. He only saw that the door was locked by a heavy iron lock, and even the window was sealed by iron bars. Through the sound of rain, he seemed to hear a sad scream in the room.

"These are the wounded who were evacuated at the beginning of the fight against zombies... We found that those things, they were infectious, scratched by their nails, or bitten, and the injured people will slowly become like that..." Wang Zhongli's hand pressed on the knife and frowned Wrinkled, he showed a grim and cold look for the first time.

"The infection is very fast. In just a few hours, they have slowly lost consciousness and began to bite their companions around them. In order to prevent more people from being infected, we can only do this!"

"If they really become living dead, what will they do with them?"

Wang Zhongli was silent for a moment and said, "Burn them. Fire is the only thing that can deal with them. Our counterattack is after the rain stops."

"Do you want to burn it alive?" Xingchen muttered to himself that there are also living people. Men with parents, wives and children will become zombies and be locked in the house by their robes to avoid hurting more people. After completely losing their humanity, they will be burned to death.

Is this still a war? This is obviously to force people to destroy all human nature, and all consciences, even compassionate sympathy.

Stars suddenly felt that the place where he was located was not the human world, but a living animal path. All the creatures in it were not as good as livestock, pigs and dogs.

As Wang Zhongli walked to the next room and followed him into the door, there was only a small oil lamp in the room, which was as dark as a cave with demons, more like a grave.

"Is it Commander Wang? Commander Wang came to see us!" A warrior shouted happily, "Brothers, get up, get up quickly, Commander Wang is coming!"

More than 30 warriors were crowded in the narrow room. They stood up one after another and quickly tidyed up their clothes. Then they knelt down neatly on one knee, held their fists, and shouted in unison, "Your Excellency!"

"You get up, we don't have to be polite in private, just do whatever you want!" Wang Zhongli squatted down and picked up the warrior closest to him. Looking at these thin and tired warriors, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Your Excellency, have you guarded the street in the west of the city? It's all because we are so useless that we didn't resist the zombies, lost a street, and let those dead things push some distance..." A warrior said annoyed.

"Don't worry, the street has been blocked, and zombies can't take another step!"

"Good! That's good! The brothers are relieved that we have lost the street. If General Yan is punished, his subordinates will never frown and are willing to be punished for doing something wrong!"

"My lord, do we still have any medicine? In fact, the brothers were slightly injured and were scratched or cut by those things. In fact, it's not a big deal. It's not painful or itchy. We can still hold a knife to fight, but the superior sent us here and ordered us not to take half a step out... Hey hey, how can it feel like entering a big prison!"

Wang Zhongli said without hesitation, "There will be medicine. We have found a medicine shop and stored herbs in the city. The military doctor is already preparing it. Brothers, don't worry!"

Xingchen's heart thumps - where is the medicine? Mengyang people didn't even leave half of the grain, and they still expected medicine. Wang Zhongli is obviously lying!

But in this situation, this kind of lies is more comforting than medicine. At least, this kind of thing called hope is a good medicine.

"It's just that our food is a little nervous. My brothers are injured and can't catch up with the food. I hope you don't care. When the siege breaks out, I, Wang Zhongli, risk half a month's salary and treat everyone to drink and eat meat!" This modest and gentle Confucian general is full of passion at this moment, like a burly man who can drunk the strongest white moon on the grassland.

"Good! Adults should keep his word! Brothers will eat and drink openly at that time. Adults, don't worry about the salary! Hahaha!"

Wang Zhongli stood up and looked around. Although they were in such a difficult situation, they were very energetic. Indeed, their injuries are not serious, but the bite of zombies is not effective at the moment. The process of becoming a living dead little by little is the most difficult to overcome!

"Brothers, have a good rest, there will be food and medicine! Don't worry!" After saying this, Wang Zhongli turned around and walked outside the house, as if he couldn't wait to escape. He was afraid that the warriors would stab him with his hopeful eyes and make him bloody.

"Adults, slow down. The adults killed more than 40,000 Japanese pirates with 5,000 soldiers and horses. Everyone is respectful. The adults will take us to win the battle and fight back all the Mengyang people! They don't dare to come again!"

The worship of the warriors is still recalling. Wang Zhongli has stood in the rain with his eyes closed, allowing the cold rain to fall. He is lying. These warriors have actually been abandoned. When they begin to zomize, the room will be locked. No matter how much they waill, no one will pay attention to them. When the rain stops, the house will be poured with oil and burned to ashes.

All he can do is give them hope before they die, although the city is already full of despair.

He turned to look at the night star, lowered his head, grabbed his shoulder with both hands, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "See? Our warriors are dying. They will become the same as those dead things outside the city. They can only eat people and bite people... Xingchen, if you know any clues, can you tell me?

Xingchen has never seen this man's eyes so closely. In fact, his eyes are full of blood, with thick and short stubble on his chin, and his elegant face has been a little haggard.

The cloth in his arms was close to his chest, and his heart was pounding.

"I don't know, I don't know anything!" After hesitating for a long time, he still stared into the man's eyes and said this sentence expressionlessly.

Wang Zhongli, who was dressed in armor, hung weakly with his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth flew up and laughed silently, "Is it really going to destroy Fanyang?"