Chapter 841

After a while, the zombies on the wall were slaughtered by the soldiers, and the corpses were retreated. The zombies who gathered outside the wall and built a corpse pile didn't know when they scattered, leaving a lot of zombies that were trampled into meat.

Without the order of the Zombie King, with the wisdom of these zombies, it is impossible to complete the task of attacking the gathering place.

Of course, it's not that they don't attack the gathering place any more. It's just that they don't know how to cooperate with each zombie as before. Now it's like a pack of scattered sand, and several giant corpses are still bombarding the city wall.

And those strong corpses, relying on their strong jumping ability, want to directly cross the wall and turn into the gathering place. However strong their jumping ability is, the wall is 15 meters high. Strong corpses, on average, are about three or four meters high, so they can't cross the wall at all.

There are also a lot of rotten corpses. Originally, they gathered together to attack the city wall, and the pus came everywhere. Many places on the city wall had been corroded out of big holes. But now, without the order of the Zombie King, they almost scattered and scattered among the corpses, spraying a mouthful of pus at the wall from time to time, Then they would snatch the bodies on the ground.

"Brothers, the gathering place, let's keep it!"

Yang Bing stood on the wall, looking at the scattered sand of the corpses below, and could not help roaring.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

Less than 10, 000 soldiers were left to roar.

This is also for their nearly a day and night of fear and catharsis.

After all, death is just around the corner, and they, once again, live on.

"Roar!"

This excited roar obviously caused the dissatisfaction of the corpses outside the city wall.

A rotten corpse raised his chin and aimed at Yang Bing, who was standing on the edge of the city wall, spitting out pus.

"Yang Bing, be careful!"

Zhang Fei is quick in his hand and eyes. He grabs Yang Bing and retreats. The sarcoma wrapped with pus just falls on Yang Bing's original position, which is suddenly complicated. The diameter of one meter around is corroded by pus, and there is pungent smoke. The smoke disperses. That position has become a half meter deep, uneven pit.

"Damn, this game should be carrion?"

Several people then carefully came to the wall and looked down. They saw a zombie lying on the ground with four claws. The skin all over his body was covered with pus. The zombie with a very cystic body was lying in the corpse group.

It's just like a big toad, which makes people sick. Moreover, there are not a few zombies like this in the corpse group, and they are distributed in three or five groups.

"It should be."

Li Weiping nodded, then pointed to the rotten corpse and said.

"This game is extremely lethal. At least one third of our dead soldiers are corroded by this pus. There are also walls. If there is no such strong corrosive pus, the walls will not be what they are now."

People can't help but look down at the past. All the original reinforced concrete structures on the ground have been destroyed. They are full of pits of different sizes. Moreover, the appearance of the city wall is more serious, but people can't see it.

"Damn it, we have to take revenge on these rotten corpses for anything we say."

Li Hu scolded, picked up a gun from the ground and jumped to the edge of the fence.

His prosthetic limb was corroded by the pus vomited from the rotten corpse.

You know, it was made by Wang Yi himself, but Li Hu was very distressed. Of course, fortunately, the pus fell on the prosthesis. If it fell on the other leg, Li Hu would have to use the prosthesis in both legs.

"Give me a damn leg!"

Li Hu scolded angrily and aimed his gun at the rotten corpse lying in the corpse group. He threw it fiercely.

"Tiger, don't act rashly."

Yang Bing was in a hurry to stop him, but after all, he was a little slow. The spear came out of his hand and went straight to the rotten corpse.

"Everyone be careful to prevent the carrion from retaliating..."

Yang Bing said in a hurry, but before the words came down, he saw the whole body of the rotting corpse shot by a spear suddenly enlarged.

It was like a balloon blown up. Even the skin was translucent. Then, in the eyes of everyone, the corpse exploded.

A pool of dark green sticky objects were splashed around, and some zombies around it were inevitably sprayed with these corrosive pus.

Roar!!

A hapless zombie was just in the center of the explosion. The whole body was attacked by the pus. There was only one roar, and the hapless zombie was directly corroded into a pool of rotten flesh and blood.

There are also zombies within five meters of it, which are spattered on the body by the pus, and there are corroded broken hands and feet everywhere.

"Lying trough, this game is still effective against the same kind." Li Hu opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene incredulously.